Comments | making_amends: When there is nothing left to burn you have to set yourself on fire

prodigal_slayer in making_amends

When there is nothing left to burn you have to set yourself on fire

Apr 05, 2005 19:48

After Wes left to go do whatever it was he was gonna do, I curled up underneath the scratchy comforter. The glow of the television cast shadows around the room and I couldn't but feel a little comforted. Nothin' like a trashy dive of a motel room to make a girl feel right at home. I wasn't even sure what was on TV, some old Western. Man, why couldn ( Read more... )

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past_shadows_ April 6 2005, 05:43:34 UTC

Tormenting this Slayer was such fun. Even better then the blonde mistake. This one? She was the real deal, the one and only, the chosen one. And wasn't it weird how many people forgot that? Lucky for me, she made an easy target. What I hadn't taken into consideration was the other wild card in the game. That pesky watcher of hers. Wanna be guy ( ... )

prodigal_slayer April 6 2005, 06:43:10 UTC

I narrowed my eyes at him and automatically took a small step back at the tone of his voice. Bad conscience? Hello my name is Faith the slayer that almost KILLED YOU! Bad conscience didn't really even begin to cover it. But why was he suddenly bringin' it up? We'd talked about it already in some round about way. He'd explained to me why he'd helped me, he knew that I was different now. Didn't he ( ... )

past_shadows_ April 6 2005, 07:08:15 UTC

Giving her a mock hurt look, I covered my heart with my hand and shook my head. "After everything I've done," I said, pausing my circling around her. "You wound me. Really." I turned away and let a smirk slip on my smile. Good, she's even more paranoid then I thought. Such a pretty girl lost. So very useful. Didn't trust anyone but the stupid dark avenger and the mayor. She could trust that watcher though, and I couldn't let that happen. Then again, they could have that whole two against the world thing going on. Pretty.

"Giles?" I turned around, giving her a puzzled look. Ah yes, the real watcher. Such a sweet torment he is. "Yes, I saw him," I nodded, my face serious. "Said we shouldn't be here, said he and his slayer had everything under control." I tilted my head and looked at her sadly. "Said he was sorry." I nodded at that, turning back toward the window again. "That those bringers had failed their task." I certainly was. Seriously, if you want something done right ( ... )

prodigal_slayer April 6 2005, 07:30:29 UTC

For once I didn't have a sarcastic comment. Didn't have much of anything to offer him at all. Tipping my chin down I set my lips into a thin line and studied the tile. Giles was upset that I hadn't died, that the Bringers hadn't killed me. Well, that'd make sense wouldn't it? I mean, wasn't that the way I expected them to greet me? I'd tried to kill them all, so it wasn't really a surprise that any of them should wish me dead. But what pissed me off so righteously was how it felt like that knife, twisting in my gut again. Never gonna be good enough. Never ( ... )

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watcher_pryce April 6 2005, 21:46:16 UTC

Talking to Giles had given me some answers but a whole lot more questions. He knew we were here now, we being Faith and I, and why. He did regret not thinking about the fact that those bringers would be coming after the real slayer, and possible the only other watcher still alive. Which, by the way, would be me. Wonderful ( ... )

prodigal_slayer April 6 2005, 22:04:07 UTC

I was dreaming about something, something just underneath the grasp of my fingers. Always slipping through before I got a total handle on it. Like I was on the brink of figuring something big out and I just couldn't put all the pieces together. I was supposed to remember something, Buffy was tellin' me to remember. Even when she hated me she couldn't stop her subconscious from helpin' me. It was just our thing. She was yelling at me, shaking me ( ... )

watcher_pryce April 6 2005, 22:40:33 UTC

I was getting a more then a bit worried and was about to start slapping her in the face when she finally woke up with gasp. I sat back startled and looked at her worried. She didn't seem to be bleeding, but that bump looked as though it could use some ice. She's lucky she's a Slayer or that might have been a concussion ( ... )

prodigal_slayer April 7 2005, 06:00:34 UTC

"No. You didn't....you were here." I frowned at him, one hand going to my head. Man, that fucking hurt! Did he hit me over the head or something? I couldn't remember. He was here and he was...actin' really fucking weird and then...nothing. Nothing cause I got knocked out but there was a reason. My head hurt way too much to think right now. Wes said he'd come back from talkin' to Giles and found me crumpled up on the floor ( ... )

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