Who: Nikki and Faith What: Patrol When: Sundown Where: LA Streets Status/Rating: incomplete/TBD
Nikki didn't love Los Angeles, but at least there was plenty to keep busy with. She had no earthly clue how the hell the city would have survived had the whole 'one slayer at a time' thing still been the norm. There was too much city and too many vamps to actually accomplish anything alone, it felt like. The team thing was convenient, not that she wouldn't have said yes to a little less neck breaking to get it. She thought she was being damn good about distracting herself going after other 'sucker nests instead of going after the ass hole who'd killed her.
Like now. Jonesing for a fight? Yes. Going to beat the crap out of the blonde one? No. Nikki figured the people who lived in the hotel should be all sorts of appreciative about that. In the long run the nest faith had suggested was more productive and Nikki didn't mind too much. She'd grabbed her stakes, her lighter, and her Lucky Strikes just as the sun was hitting the horizon and made for the lobby.
"'Ey yo," she greeted Faith with a relatively relaxed grin, coming down the steps into the lobby. "Sorry 'bout that... couldn't find Bernard's lighter. You ready?"