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I'd let Faith use the shower, seein' as how I was a proper gentleman and all, see, while I watched some shit on the telly, drank, and finished up my fags. Fuck. Now I'd have t'go steal some more.

She came out and we hadn't said but two words more, but I let her have the bed, too. Yeah, it was on account of a re-run of Passions on that Soap Channel

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The church I walked through was worn down from the floorboards up. Half the roof had decayed away from the chapel, there were no windows except the few broken stained glass sills that still sat in the decaying walls. Even though there wasn't a single light outside, everything was cast aglow by the moon I couldn't see in the starless sky. The wind blew the leaves of the bushes that surrounded the building outside but otherwise there was no sound. My eyes rest on the only object that lay on the altar: an unopened black casket. I knew what I was supposed to do here but I didn't know what I was going to face. Y'know.. those dreams

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Heard some noise or what-not comin' from the bedroom and sighed. Well bloody-rah-rah, the Slayer was finally awake. Sinkin' into the couch, I waited for her t'make her grand entrance so's we could do this shit and get it all over with. I was fuckin' tried of thinkin' I was nothin'.

Nothin' in SunnyHell, nothin' t'the ponce... and now nothin' t'Faith.

Wait. Why did I care again? Shit.

"Christ! ... what the fuck, man?!"

Just sat there and raised a brow at her, watchin' the little temper tantrum before a snicker escaped my lips. Actin' like a soddin' child, she was. Then again, I had a hundred plus years on her, so I suppose that wasn't entirely untrue.

"What are you, some sick stalker? How long you been sittin' there watching me sleep? Do you just take pleasure in scaring people?"

"Uh... VAMPIRE, pet," I smirked, leanin' back in the couch with my arms spread out and my legs... well, also spread out. Dunno why, wasn't like she was goin' t'come and kneel before me anytime soon

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"Uh... VAMPIRE, pet."

I arched a brow at him and the way he looked -- all slouched and PMSed out -- fighting the twitch of a grin tuggin' to the corner of my lips. Fuck it. I grinned like a madwoman. "Wow. Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the coffin this mornin'." Seemed like someone else had a rough night from the looks and I was still in the process of tryin' to shake off those twisted images that I saw in my dream last night.

"T'answer your many questions, yes I've stalked people. It's called fun, somethin' that apparently you're sorely lackin' these days when you're not out dancin' up a storm like a stripper. How long? Wasn't exactly countin' the hours, luv. And do... I... take... pleasure?"

... are we learning dramatics now? I walked and leaned back against the kitchen counter, propping my elbows upon the surface just in time to catch his wanderin' eyeballs gettin' all touchy-feely on me. Just because I can be a really bad fuckin' tease I pulled myself up onto the counter to sit on it, my t-shirt pulling upward to the

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"Wow. Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the coffin this mornin'."

I snorted as I got up and walked t'my duster, fishin' out my fags until I had one and lit it up, my eyes closin' shut at the feel of the nicotine runnin' through me. It was all I had these days besides the liquor, after all... God, how I missed human blood.

My eyes wandered t'Faith's neck and I thought briefly 'bout Slayer blood in that moment, that tiny moment, when everythin' I tried t'supress came back t'haunt me. "Wish that were true, luv, only I never got me any sleep." She gave me a wary expression t'which I simply shrugged. "Demon could've come on in, or some other nasty. Had t'do the gentlemanly thing of protectin' you while you slept," I winked.

'Course, that was when Faith decided t'tease me some more, showin' off the porcelein skin of hers that was almost as ghost-white as any vamp's. Wonder if the bird ever noticed the similarities, the obsession with death, the longin' t'live life t'its fullest...

"Yep. All us girl types are scared of neutered