On reviewing potential games and the latest comic

[faiththatfuelsu]

I swear if you don't make up your mind soon the whole redemption thing is goin' straight out the window so I can stab you. Given how hard I worked to get here, why don't I make it easy for you. I'm fine where I'm at and with things bein' the way they are. Why mess with an okay deal? You'd just be askin' for trouble and I got enough of that as it is. No games, none of this plotting bs, and no talkin' about Kennedy or that whole business she's got goin' there.

I'm gettin' too old for this, yo. Beyond time I got to sit back, relax, and just have a little fun. Get what I'm sayin'?

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[shagging]

Think of yourself as fine wine, pet. You just keep getting better with age

[faiththatfuelsu]

And he comes out swingin'! Look at you bein' all charming. Usually means you need somethin'. Should I be worried?

[shagging]

[ he dramatically slaps a hand over his chest. ]

I'm shocked, Slayer. Can't a rakishly handsome man pass a comment about an attractive woman's appearance without having an ulterior motive?

[faiththatfuelsu]

My experience? No. But hey, feel free to prove me wrong.

[shagging]

And how the bloody hell I am supposed to do that?

[faiththatfuelsu]

That'd be the point. *She tosses him a wink, smirking all the while.*

So how you been?

[shagging]

Don't know. [ he lazily lifts up his shoulders. ] My mun hasn't bothered to catch up with my life after I left the motherland and returned to the States to help take care of Dawn and Buffy. Color me disappointed.

[faiththatfuelsu]

-Just ignore the roll of her eyes. The B word has been a sore spot lately... always... for a bit recently.-

Well you missed a hell of a party. Got G back. As a full fledged pre-teen. Who is also apparently off to go help Buffy. Guess she needs a lot of help, bein' Buffy and all.

[shagging]

[ and now it's his turn to roll his eyes. ]

Oh, please. Buffy doesn't need his help. She's been doing fine on her own, or at least I think she has. Point is she's a big girl now. Watcher boy's help isn't required anymore. That being said, I can't say she won't be happy to see him. Girl hasn't been the same since good ol' Angel snuffed him out.

[faiththatfuelsu]

Apparently he didn't get that part of the memo, just the part where he's lookin' for when he did the most good, and felt the most alive, and blah blah blah. Good parts of his life. Guess he wants 'em back and they all revolve around Buffy.

-Careful, Faith. Your bitter is showing.-

[shagging]

If I didn't know better I'd say you were jealous.

[ spike is a grade a dick. always has been, always will be. ]

[faiththatfuelsu]

Eff that noise.

*Hurt. Annoyed. Even scared would all be better descriptors for how she feels. She's just not about to give him that info because yeah. Dick about sums it up.*

[shagging]

[ he musters up a somewhat apologetic look and plasters it onto his face. ]

Forget 'em. You don't need Giles...or Angel...or the podgy man with the sweater vest fetish.

[faiththatfuelsu]

*The look is either sincere enough or she's low enough that she's not in the mood to hold it against him. He may never know.*

Always did better on my own. No one to babysit or play nurse maid for. No one tellin' me what needs to be done or holdin' me back.

-Lie.-

It was time to move on anyway.

*Faith eyes him curiously.* What about you? What's your next stop?

[shagging]

Dunno. [ he runs a hand over his head, thoughtfully. ] Suppose it all depends on Buffy, really. If she wants me to stay, then I'll stay with her. If she wants me to go, I'll go. Who knows? Maybe I'll pay Angel a visit. I'm sure he could use a bit of company now that he's all by his lonesome.

[faiththatfuelsu]

*Buffy. Always Buffy. She really needed to meet new people. People that weren't connected to Buffy in some way.*

You two would end up killin' each other.

[shagging]

Well, it's either that or drink my way around Europe. It's not like I have anything better to do...or anywhere else to go, for that matter.

[ and the sad fact is, he doesn't. his entire life revolves around buffy. sure, he could follow in angel's footsteps and do the whole hero thing but, well, he isn't actually interested in doing the right thing or rescuing puppies or whatever else heroes do. the only thing he's interested in is buffy and being her hero, but that's never going to happen, so he's pretty much screwed. ]

[faiththatfuelsu]

*An even sadder fact is that Faith would offer to let him tag along with her if not for the whole Buffy thing. She needs distance from that and whole host of other things. At least until she can get her head back on straight again. Shame though. They did manage to get along all things considered.*

Good thing you don't have to worry about liver damage then, huh?

[shagging]

[ enough moping. moping is for losers (and angel). he pastes a smile onto his lips, even manages a quick chuckle. ]

One of the many perks of being an undead Englishman, I guess.

[faiththatfuelsu]

Everyone's gotta have their vices, yo.

*She manages a smile of her own at the thought of getting laid again. It had been way too damn long with everything that had gone down and she was going to be fixing that little problem first chance she got.*

[shagging]

I remember yours. Quite clearly, actually.

[ congratulations, faith. the bodyswap conversation and the conversation in buffy's basement left quite an impression on him. ]

[faiththatfuelsu]

*Her smirk is full blown even as she stretches her arms a bit.*

I like what I like and I do what I do. No apologies. No complaints, either.

*She's on familiar territory now. Whatever self doubt she'd been left with earlier is pushed to the back of her mind. Time to focus on the things that haven't let her down yet.*

[shagging]

[ he cants his head to the side, eyebrows inching upwards. ]

Well, check you out, Little Miss Confident.

[faiththatfuelsu]

*Faith shrugs. The physical was never a problem.*

Like I said, no complaints. So why the hell not?

[shagging]

I'll drink to that.

[faiththatfuelsu]

You know, we should do that sometime. Go out and get trashed. Paint the town red.

[shagging]

You just name the time and place.

[ sooo... this is either a really bad idea, or a really good one. ]

[faiththatfuelsu]

*Faith pretends to look around before looking back to him.*

Don't see any reason why now doesn't work, do you?

*Both. It's definitely both.*

[shagging]

[ he folds his arms across his chest, knuckles thumping dully against his leather-clad arms as he pretends to actually consider her question. ]

Well, I'll have to check my schedule, but I'm sure I'll be able to squeeze you in somewhere.

[faiththatfuelsu]

Wouldn't want you to strain anything in the effort now. Sure it's not too much of a hardship?

[shagging]

Yes, I'm sure. Let's go.