Call me shady, but sometimes I stalk the vampires. Hey, I don't make a habit out of it or anything but Spike was pretty easy to tail. Plus, I'm proving slayers can stalk vampires too. That's right, Spike. Ha fucking ha! Not that Spike had a habit of following me around but maybe my night out with B fucked with my head or something. Didn't wanna ask my girl where Bleach Boy was headin' for the night because I didn't want B findin' out about this
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I ordered Faith up the same as I was drinkin' on. Knew she wouldn't mind. Buffy wasn't anything like her, but they were alike, hard to put it me thinks but I knew that Buffy wouldn't ever do this with me. Just sit in a bar and get rightly pissed for the holidays. Seemed like the perfect thing to do, many do it everytime around this time. Not that I had anything to be depressed about really, it's just the thought.
Bringin' out Angel's credit card, I handed it to the bloke behind the bar while he started a tab because if it was anything like I thought it was goin' to be, it was goin' to be quite spendy.
Glancin' at Faith, I gave her a small smile, then frowned. A problem?
"What's the problem?" I asked her and took another puff of my smoke before ashin' it in the tray on the bar.
Problems... right, like there wasn't EVER a problem.
The problem? The problem was that I got spanked, and literally at that. Seriously, super fast, super strong, super violent and okay super hot all wrapped up in one little vampire slayer vampire package. Don't get me wrong, I'm a little fascinated by this chick. Just the way she moved, the way she acted like everything belonged to her. She was what I would wanna be, y'know if I ever decided to be evil
( ... )
When she told me that she met a friend of mine, I raised my eyebrow.Who the soddin' hell was my friend? Didn't have too many to be honest and I would assume that those who I consider a friend would know Faith as well. Little, dark, eats things? Well, hey, that could be Faith too for all I soddin' know. Faith then told me that she claims to be mine, which would only mean one person.
Sophia.
"Well, course she would kick your arse, she was a Slayer," I shrugged and took a puff of my smoke before puttin' it out. "And she's not my friend," I muttered picking up my glass so I could take a sip.
Knew I had to go and find her, oh and I had to explain to Buffy which ... right. This ... wasn't good. She's here?
"Where'd you see her?" I asked, and looked back up at Faith again.
Fun as an infomercial? Well. Nice night it's been for me! Don't mind it much. Not that busy, but still, interestin' enough for good ole Spikey. Least when he wants to get out of the house. But, seemed as though this Alec had other ideas in mind and hey, wouldn't mind goin' along for that ride. I grinned and then frowned as I looked over at Faith while she threw her little tantrum. Cute in a way she was.
I almost laughed when Alec called her a broad. Apparently he didn't know who this 'broad' was. She could hang with the best of them, me thinks, probably even more.
Raisin' my eyebrow, I nodded toward Alec with a slight smirk on me face and then shook my head.
"No, no, she's ... she's goin'," I grinned over in Faith's direction. "And she probably could kick your ass all over this city, though I have to wonder ... if you kicked Angel's arse..." I let that trail off as I shared a look with Faith that she didn't seem happy about.
I shrugged when Spike took Faith's side and said that she had to go with us. It wasn't that I minded so much having Faith around, she was probably ten times hotter than the strippers at the bar we were going to but she was a bitch and I had to wonder at Spike wanting her to tag along with us. Maybe he likes it that way, not my place to judge I don't even know these two. I just know Faith's a bitch who punches like He-Man and apparently likes strip clubs. She wasn't so bad now that she was loosening up at least
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Bringin' out Angel's credit card, I handed it to the bloke behind the bar while he started a tab because if it was anything like I thought it was goin' to be, it was goin' to be quite spendy.
Glancin' at Faith, I gave her a small smile, then frowned. A problem?
"What's the problem?" I asked her and took another puff of my smoke before ashin' it in the tray on the bar.
Problems... right, like there wasn't EVER a problem.
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Sophia.
"Well, course she would kick your arse, she was a Slayer," I shrugged and took a puff of my smoke before puttin' it out. "And she's not my friend," I muttered picking up my glass so I could take a sip.
Knew I had to go and find her, oh and I had to explain to Buffy which ... right. This ... wasn't good. She's here?
"Where'd you see her?" I asked, and looked back up at Faith again.
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I almost laughed when Alec called her a broad. Apparently he didn't know who this 'broad' was. She could hang with the best of them, me thinks, probably even more.
Raisin' my eyebrow, I nodded toward Alec with a slight smirk on me face and then shook my head.
"No, no, she's ... she's goin'," I grinned over in Faith's direction. "And she probably could kick your ass all over this city, though I have to wonder ... if you kicked Angel's arse..." I let that trail off as I shared a look with Faith that she didn't seem happy about.
Who was this guy?
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