Faith Lehane; has found redemption (fromredemption) wrote in belorelogs, @ 2015-08-19 22:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | amy pond (itsallfairytale) |
Who: Faith and Amy
What: The two get in trouble and are arrested. Neither have IDs, making it clear that they aren't going to be let out until personal information is given to the police. Which most likely isn't happening any time soon...
When: Just after curfew
Where: Random street and then prison
Warnings: TBD, probs just snark...lots of snark
Despite wanting to quiet down the backlash, Faith had absolutely no plans to get an ID. She didn't want to be tagged here. Even though it had been some time since Poppet mentioned her impending imprisonment, Faith didn't want any sort of attention or knowledge of her existence. She thought it would help. Just one of the many things she had either considered or put into place to prevent actual prison time. Her fears of becoming the woman Buffy said she would become were only heightened as more people found out about the other version of her. It was stressful to say the least.
But to get by in the meantime, Sam had been kind enough to make Faith a fake. For the time being, it did the job. Faith did the best she could and followed Sam's constant reminders about how if she just focused on being good, then she would have nothing to worry about. But, that could only help a woman like Faith last so long. She knew trouble would eventually find her. It always did.
It was late and coming rather close to curfew. Scary close. Even if Faith rushed back to the Melanore the odds were high she'd be a minute over at best. But curfew was bullshit, in her opinion. So she didn't rush and believed it wasn't that bad of an offence. However, what she hadn't expected, were the locals already stationed and ready for any unsuspecting Melanore residents barely making it for curfew.
Faith was catcalled and yelled at. It was a strange mix of things to be hearing. Most of it she was used to. She could count on one hand the number of people who actually said nice things about her. And while ti was easy for Faith to ignore, what she found difficult was the hamburger wrapper that had been thrown at her back. She stopped walking then and didn't want to know if there were any condiments currently on her leather jacket.
Taking a breath, Faith did her best to not respond. She had to be better than that. Not far up ahead, there was a redhead also being verbally assaulted by the group. Moving over to the other woman, Faith managed to hit aside a banana peel that was meant for the other woman. Wiping her hand off on the building next to her, Faith said, "Come on, we can't give them the satisfaction." OK, that was better. She was getting there.
But as soon as she took another step in the direction of the Melanore, another piece of trash was thrown at her. Faith barely ducked in time to avoid a coffee cup to the head. "Listen, you twat -" Faith started as she turned to face the people throwing things at her. OK...so she wasn't perfect. What could anyone honestly expect from a woman like Faith?