Faith made her way along the back streets of L.A. Keeping to the shadows she walked purposefully, grasping a stake in one of her hands. Keeping her Slayer senses on alert she made her way quickly and quietly to the club that was a block away. She had already dusted a few vamps that evening, and all she wanted to do now was blow off some excess steam from her system. She stopped, and after a failed attempt at lighting a cigarette she walked over to the closest store. Standing in the doorway she shielded her lighter from the slight breeze that was blowing through the streets. Taking a long inhale on her cigarette when it eventually managed to stay lit, she spoke quietly to herself, “Finally,” then turned to carry on walking to her long awaited destination.