[ visual ] [ sanctuary ] carnivore animal i am a cannibal

[thesecondslayer]

[ here's the thing about faith. slayers eat a lot in general, and between prison and growing up without much food faith is the worst of the lot. and while the junk food the hatches are sending out is great for most of the day, she starts needing something meatier. literally. usually she'd just hatch herself a burger, but anything not chips and crap

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[slaying]

[ gosh darnit faith wear clothes. but buffy otherwise has a vested interest in the line that faith is selling. it wasn't the same as being genuinely hungry but since being trapped in this place? she's been craving. buffy would rarely categorize herself as a carnivorous type but just because she doesn't use the words doesn't mean they're not true. ]

Let me know if you find someone who can handle the chef-hat. [ a quiet, grudging response. interest but a hyper-self-aware knowledge that this is faith she is talking to. ]

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[thesecondslayer]

[ faith respectfully submits FUCK CLOTHES. and if anyone has a chance of understanding the bone deep itch to get out this whole thing is invoking in faith, it's buffy. not that they'll talk about it honestly, but it's there. ]

Long as you chip in, B. [ not exactly a friendly hug, but no real antagonism, either. PROGRESS. ]

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[slaying]

I don't see why I couldn't. I'm a respectable, wage-earning member of society. [ this starts out somewhere in the realm of a casual quip; she honestly had not meant for it to come out like an attack. but these two are problem kids at the best of times and if it comes off sounding catty? buffy's not going to clarify. ]

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[thesecondslayer]

Yeah, and I got a vampire sugar daddy. Guess we're both making our way. [ ...actually angel pays faith as part of his largely defunct business, but if buffy's going to play this game faith's fine with it. ] Mine's just more fun.

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[auntjenna]

I can't offer much in the way of sparring - not really my thing - but I can offer cooking. One of the few things I can do.

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[thesecondslayer]

Seriously? [ and thus did faith sound damn close to delighted. ]

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[auntjenna]

If you're as bored here as I am? Yeah. Which floor are you on?

[ pause. ]

And what kind of drinks are down there anyway? I don't think I looked properly.

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[thesecondslayer]

Bored and starved. And ninth, they got a bigass kitchen up here.

[ faith grins and holds up a bottle of jack. ]

Think they got some wine back there, but I'm a shots kind of girl. Snagged this from the floor with all the gambling crap on it.

[Voice]

[smecker]

I cook. Stick a 'please' on your charming request and you get a rare steak marinated in Jack Daniels and still mooing, pro.

[Voice]

[thesecondslayer]

Shit. [ faith sounds like you just offered much more obscene things than food, paul. girl likes her meat. ] Jesus, you're way too into this.

[ buuuuuuuut. ] Pretty please.

[Voice] hahah <3

[smecker]

[ Paul sounds like he's smirking. ]

Food's one of the great pleasures in life, isn't it? May as well enjoy it.

See, now, that wasn't so hard. Give me an hour, I'll ping you when it's ready. You like onions?

[Voice]

[thesecondslayer]

You're lucky I don't give a shit if you're getting off on this as long as you come through with that steak.

...Dude, I did time. I like food I can put in my mouth and eat. [ subtext: not terribly picky, this one. ]

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[deniedthesight]

[ angela herself is in a white, knee-length nightie, looking pretty annoyed at the fact that she can't seem to hatch herself a change of clothing, or at least something to cover up with. ]

I'm good for the first thing and passable with the second. You might be better off with the help of someone whose meals consist of more than granola bars, instant soup, and coffee, though.

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[thesecondslayer]

You sure, Tex? I know you're good with a gun, but I'm packing a little extra. [ says the woman who looks like she weighs a buck twenty soaking wet. ] And I think I got the food covered, yeah.

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[deniedthesight]

I'm trained in three forms of martial arts. If nothing else, it'll keep me from getting rusty. [ also: psychic. she'll be able to sense it if she's in any real danger. ] Let me know if there's any leftovers?

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[thesecondslayer]

...Not bad. [ this is why she likes you, angela. ] You got it.

[voice; locked]

[faderbroderson]

If you wanted to be thrown down, Faith, you only needed ask.

[All the innuendo.]

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[thesecondslayer]

Yeah, well. I always want that, come on.

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[faderbroderson]

[a chuckle]

What floor are you on?

[voice; locked]

[thesecondslayer]

On-- hang on. [ she checks her tablet quickly. ] Four, checking out the storage rooms.