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Tweak says, "You killed my father!"

Faith Lehane (dark_slayer) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-02 21:43:00

Entry tags:

complete, day one, faith lehane, mercy thompson

Who: Faith and Mercy
When: Day One, after the arrival thread
What: Getting adjusted
Where: City of Illusions
Rating: It's Faith. At least a PG-13
Status: Complete

She and Mercy had gotten away from Snape. It didn't particularly matter to her how it had been done, only that it had. The dark-haired man still creeped her out, mostly because he seemed to know things about her that he should have had no way of knowing. Of course, he could just be insane, but somehow she didn't get that vibe from him. Oh well. She'd just stay the hell away from him, that worked.

"We ditched the stiff, chica." She addressed the comment to Mercy as the two walked away from the gathering where Jareth had given his lame little speech. She still wasn't really cool with the whole thing, to be honest. Mirage had taken her from her home, yeah, but Mirage hadn't had a face. The Underground did, and it was Jareth. It made it easier to hate for some reason, at least to her.

"Look, I'm really not loving this whole thing." She frowned as she spoke. "I mean, I really don't dig being held here like this... I think I should go find that King guy and hand him his ass." She was half joking, but only half. In truth, she did think Jareth needed his ass kicked. "I mean, I saw that dude on Mirage and he wasn't so tough." Not that she'd know. She'd never talked to him, let alone fight him. But the guy had the girliest hair she'd ever seen on a dude. Though she had to admit, he had to have some power if he'd managed to bring all these people here...

Well, she'd deal with that later. For now she stopped walking and turned to the dark-haired, tattooed woman by her side. "Hey, I never really got a look at the tats in the caves... they're pretty rad." She looked the girl over and then shook her head slightly. "Anyway, so what the fuck we gonna do now, princess? I'm not the type to be all quiet in a corner after being snatched, know what I mean?"

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dark_slayer
2009-03-09 08:55 pm UTC (link)

She had fought alongside strangers before. This wasn't so different. But she had to admit, she liked Mercy a hell of a lot more than she did most people. She and Buffy hadn't started off on the right foot at all, and Faith had still never really warmed up to the blonde Slayer. But Mercy, it was odd, it seemed that the two women had just clicked. Very, very unusual for her.

Hefting the heavy rock in her hand, but having no problem with it's considerable weight, she stalked toward the werewolf. "Hey, big boy, let's dance." She smiled, already the thrill of the fight was coursing through her veins. As always, there was no doubt in her mind what would happen. She and Mercy would fight, and win, and the werewolf would lose and be dead. It was just a matter of time.

The lupine creature swatted at her, but that was fine. Faith had no issue darting out of the way, and then she was close enough to strike. And she'd done her part of the job already, she noted, as a coyote came from behind the large creature and fastened to the things neck. Yes, they were going to win. She smiled and threw the shard of stone with all her strength. It slammed home into the heart of the werewolf. Of course, the thing would heal that damage, but with Mercy biting as well, it would soon all be over.

Not without wounds, though. A lucky swipe of the beasts claws got her on her shoulder, and she snarled at it. She hated it when the things that she was supposed to hurt, hurt her instead. But it wasn't major, and soon enough the thing slumped to the ground, dead. Faith looked down at her shoulder, decided she would live, and ignored it. It was bleeding a bit, but nothing too badly.

She glanced around, and still didn't see anything that even remotely resembled an entrance or opening. She sighed and shook her head. "Fuck, this sucks. I can kill wolves or whatever until the cows come home, but it isn't going to do us much good if we can't get out of this damn hallway."

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mercysgarage
2009-03-10 04:39 pm UTC (link)

As a human she had no really lust for fighting unless it was in her kick boxing classes and her interest in that was mostly breed from being a single mildly good looking female who wanted to defense herself from creeps. It did however do the trick and keep her ass at a reasonable size. In her Coyote form however there was always the instinct to hunt and kill especially when danger was involved. She could feel the Werewolf giving in to it's wounds as she fixed her sharp fangs into the side of the creatures neck, the taste of mercury from the blood seeping into her mouth.

Adrenaline pulsed through her canine veins she wasn't satisfied until the beast was still, she could hear the noise as Faith did her part as well to hack up the mongrel that wanted to turn them into lunch, this wasn't his day at all. The hug beast finally slumped down to the ground but wasn't without one last effort to knock Mercy off of him which he succeeded in doing, she was thrust to the ground letting out a whimper as she rolled on the dirty stone floor.

Hearing a crunching sound she knew Faith had finished the job and the beast was dead. She was hurting but slowly got up and walked over to the Slayer noticing the thrill of the fight fresh on the other woman's face, she also noticed a small cut on Faith's leg which she gave a little lick to cleaning it off. Mercy then licked her fur clean then changed back into her human self. “Nice work, did he get you any?” Her breath was shaky and sweat dripped from her body, she had a few scrapes here and there but over all she was fine.

"What an bad dog, so I wounder what we are going to be facing next a rabid easter bunny?" She laughed and leaned up against the wall at which point a few of the stone slabs caved in. "Hey look!" She yelped excited. "Look at this, help me would ya?" Mercy put her hands against the wall and started to push as she did the wall moved and gave way to an entrance which lead to another part of the maze. "Sweet." Mercy stood back. "After you m'dear" She grinned.

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dark_slayer
2009-03-10 09:58 pm UTC (link)

When the creature fell down dead, Faith was almost disappointed. Of course, she was also aware that it would have been very bad if the thing had survived much longer. Werewolves were nasty, and she wasn't really used to fighting them. It probably could have done a lot of damage to her if it had survived, so it was a good thing. But it would have been nice to have more of a fight.

Her wounds weren't much by the end. She was capable of tending to them by herself, just from the habit of long practice. But she felt a slightly rough tongue on her leg, and smiled down at the coyote. "Not bad, chica." She had to approve. The woman/coyote had kicked a lot of ass, and as far as Faith was concerned, that wasn't a bad thing. She patted her friend on the head, and then moved to the rest of her wounds.

It was mostly just the scrape on her leg, and a slightly twisted shoulder. She shrugged it back into place, barely wincing, and then smirked slightly at Mercy. "Nah, I'm five by five, girl. Ready to rock again anytime." She hesitated for a moment. "You kicked all sorts of ass." It wasn't a compliment that came easily to her, but she gave it anyway, along with another smile.

"Holy shit!" She grinned as part of the wall caved in. "Now that's more like it!" With new energy, she attacked the wall, and the two women soon had a path cleared. Now, they had broken into an area that was much more complex, rather than the long stone corridor they had been in before. She glanced around, and then shrugged.

"No fucking clue. You any good at this shit?"

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