OPEN (please Faith needs to meet more people, limited doesn't begin to describe her social circle)

[fivebyfive-x.livejournal.com]

((Backdated to the day BEFORE Valentine's Day, because RL just decided to chill out now instead of yesterday. Feel free to interrupt. Faith won't stab you, I promise.))

Valentine's Day?

Thud.

Valentine's Day.

Snap.

Valentine's Day!

Faith's hair fell into her face and there was an angry smile on her face... but anyone that either knew her or was perceptive enough could see the tears in her eyes. She slashed and spun with her knife, cutting angry hunks out of the unlucky tree that had drawn her attentione. Her knife was growing sticky with sap and she didn't care.

Tomorrow was Valentine's Day. The day of lovers and sweetness and cookie-faces and all of that bullshit. And Faith was not in a mood. She wanted to keep attacking this poor tree until all of her humanity was hacked away along with the wood. She couldn't handle the turmoil in her mind. She couldn't handle her conflicting emotions or the fire inside of her. She was supposed to be reformed. She was, wasn't she? She was all better. No more bad. So why... Why had she...

With a scream more animal than human, Faith slammed her knife into the tree. Hard. With all of her slayer strength even. The sharpened blade slid into the wood easily all the way up to the hilt... and stuck there. Tears were now bubbling up more noticibly in her eyes but she just blinked to drop them down. She sword loudly and set to work getting her knife out.

Fucking Valentine's Day.

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[clockwork-elf.livejournal.com]

Tick-Tick doesn't flinch from the glare, but she does shift her weight off her heels. It's remarkable, really, how some people here manage to behave as though they are on some truly incredible narcotics, even when they're not. She's seen Wharf Rats on more even keels.

"It's funny how, when people say 'you never know,' it's almost invariably followed by a suggestion..." They pulled right out of their ass? She takes a more diplomatic tack. "...whose veracity is quite debatable. This place is so odd that someone attacking the scenery really...fits right in."

[fivebyfive-x.livejournal.com]

"Veracity is quite debatable?" Faith raised an eyebrow. "New here? Let me guess a house..." She raised one eye brow, looking at the newcomer. "Ravenclaw?" She took a moment to take in Tick-Tick. Faith gave her credit, she hadn't flinched under one of her more pissed of glares. That either took real guts or real stupidity.

"So, what are you doing out and about on the grounds and... now that I mention it.. what's your name?"