|_goaskmalice (_goaskmalice) wrote in musevoices,|
@ 2013-03-24 13:40:00
|Entry tags:||ch: faith lehane, f: btvs, prompt #001|
Prompt #1 (Who are you?) - BTVS: Supergirl
Warnings: language, violence, underage drinking
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon & company.
Character: Faith Lehane
She's strutting up to the bar of the Fish Tank when some plastic blonde wannabe steps in her path. The girl is obviously drunk, not that Faith cares.
"Move," Faith snarls.
"Who do you think you are?" The Barbie-wannabe asks.
Faith sneers at her. She's a hot girl with superpowers and the girl in front of her is just one of the herd.
"Better than you bitch," Faith snarls as she pushes the girl out of her way.
The bouncers look over towards where she is but she knows that they won't come over, that they're not about to try to take her on. (They did that once and she sent one of them to the hospital with three fractured ribs. Unlike Buffy, Faith solves her own problems.)
Unfortunately the plastic blonde doesn't get the hint and she throws herself back into Faith's path.
"I asked you a question!"
Faith rolls her eyes as she looks at the girl. She's probably about eighteen, maybe nineteen, but she looks closer to thirty. Faith doubts that the girl goes to school with B and her picture perfect classmates. The girl probably dropped out for one of a variety of reasons, not that Faith really cares. All that matters is that this girl is in her way.
"Yeah and I answered."
Faith folds her arms over her chest. The girl refuses to move.
"You think you're so much better than all of us but you're not. You're scum like the rest of us."
Faith arches her left eyebrow before throwing a punch that would have anyone on the floor and staying there for some time. The only reason why the Barbie-wannabe is still upright is because some biker catches her. When the biker realizes who punched her, he drops the girl quickly, letting her fall to the floor clumsily.
"I'd suggest you stay on the floor," Faith says before she steps over the girl's body.
She'll live, not that Faith really cares. When she gets to the bar, she's angry that someone had the nerve to question who she is. Even angrier that the girl had the nerve to imply that Faith was just one of the herd. She's so much better than anyone in this dive bar.
The bartender sets a drink down in front of her and Faith can hear the bouncers taking care of the plastic blonde doll. It's not her problem.