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Faith Lehane (dark_slayer) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-01-16 23:07:00

Entry tags:

arrival, complete, day 29, faith lehane, severus snape

WHO: Faith and Snape
WHAT: Faith's arrival, and some awkwardness
WHEN: Early morning
WHERE: By the site that has been set up for the snowball fight
WARNINGS: PG-13 or so.
STATUS: Complete

The explosions were behind her, now. The bus was speeding away, and the dark-haired Slayer looked back. How could she not? Sunnydale had been a big part of her life over the last few years. And now, it was gone. She had seen Buffy kiss Spike, and then there had been fire everywhere. She'd barely gotten out, and couldn't imagine how Buffy could have. It was impossible, the blonde must be... gone.

Only then there was a thump on the roof, and a smile lit up Faith's pretty features. Her and Buffy had never been the best of friends, but she was glad that the blonde had made it. Her dark-eyed gaze turned back to the hole that had been Sunnydale, and she sighed. It was gone. Completely. But her voice was completely steady as she spoke. "Hey, hold up. It's over, we can stop." The bus skidded to a stop, and people started piling out of it.

Her attention turned then to the handsome black man in the seat. He was bleeding from several places. Faith felt regret, almost, when she realized that he was going to die. Robin Wood, the principal who had asked her for a chance. A man that she almost felt was worth giving that chance to, just on the terms of persistance. He'd said he would surprise her, if she gave him the opportunity. But he wasn't breathing anymore. His eyes went blank and dropped half closed. He was dead.

It didn't seem proper that he should have his eyes open even partway, so the Slayer reached out to close them. At which point, he started to breath once more, and smiled at her. "Surprise..." he whispered. And she was happy, that was the really strange thing. She was happy he'd survived. So happy, in fact, that she couldn't handle it. Smoothly, she rose to her feet and left the bus, leaving him to the care of those more inclined to enjoy healing others.

All the others were outside, mostly, except for a few of the newly-made Slayers who were taking care of the wounded in the bus. Buffy stood in front, of course. That was just her way. Willow, Xander, and Dawn were close by. Faith went to stand behind them, and shamelessly listened in on their conversation.

"So what do we do now?" She cut in after this was said, deciding that she'd been quiet long enough. "Yeah, B, so what..." But whatever she had been about to say was suddenly cut off. Though the Hellmouth had been closed, something large was opening up beneath her. A black hole, and as everyone turned to look, she disappeared within it. Of course, she didn't scream. It wasn't her style. But she did go out fighting, trying to hold on to anyone or anything to keep herself from being sucked in.

All to no avail, though. She thudded to earth once more, and a chill wind blew, lifting her hair from her neck. She shivered. The jeans, light shirt and jean jacket she'd worn had been fine for California. But it was freezing here. And snow kept blowing into her, making her many wounds and lacerations sting. She grabbed her elbows and hugged herself protectively, trying to ward off the chill.

She had had no time to adjust to this. No time to figure out what was going on. Someone was walking towards her, someone with a billowing black cloak. She could tell that he was very pale, had black hair, and she instantly came up with a nickname for him on the spot. "Hey! Skeletor! Over here. Where the fuck am I, what's going on? I don't think I'm in Sunnydale anymore, Toto."

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severelyseverus
2009-01-17 10:37 pm UTC (link)

Snape was not enjoying this meeting as much as he had hoped to. Faith did not remember him or Mirage at all, and the bond they had formed was non-existent as far as she was concerned, which meant it was non-existent, period. His defenses started going up, and he snuffed his lingering disbelief.

Why was she doing that with the snow? Taking a closer look at her, he noticed that she had several significant cuts and bruises. Her young body was just as well-formed as before, and he started to get an erection from the simple memory of their previous liason.

"Yes. Let's get you out of the snow. Why don't you come to my rooms. I have... medicines that can treat your eye. And I have no idea what you're talking about, having a 'thing' for you. I do not have a thing of any kind for you, and I never claimed to be hotter than your boyfriend."

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dark_slayer
2009-01-18 12:33 am UTC (link)

The smirk didn't fade. She might not be able to see his erection through his robes, but the way he was looking at her was clear enough. She'd always been a beautiful person, and was well-used to people looking at her with desire in her eyes. Perhaps if she was a nicer person, she wouldn't have reacted the way she did.

"Dream on, dude. I'd rather fuck a horse." She dropped the snow, mostly melted into water now, and turned away. "No thanks. I know exactly why you want to get me into your room and, yeah, that just ain't gonna happen, mister." Of course, that might be different if she hadn't just had such a climactic situation with Sunnydale exploding. Now, if she'd been taken in the middle of all that, all bets would be off.

She started walking, really having no idea where she was going. But it was perhaps telling that she pointed herself right toward the dormitory her room was in. Almost like she knew, on some level, where it was. "Later, Skeletor. And hey, hang around if you want. I might get desperate enough and then you might get lucky. If I go blind."

It was all very cruel, and Faith really wasn't a bad person. What she was was alone on a strange world, confused, and scared. What better to cover it up with than her false bravado?

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severelyseverus
2009-01-18 02:46 am UTC (link)

So, that was how it was to be, was it? She didn't just have no memory of him, she had no compassion for him either. Well, at least that meant she was the same woman, which only made this more difficult for the former Potions master. What she clearly did have, was a cruel streak wider than his own, and a deep need to scar anyone that came near her. It was a pity, really. She had no idea what she was missing.

But Snape did. As Faith walked away from him as one might walk away from a bug one has vengefully squashed, Snape thought only of what had briefly been, what could have been, but never would now. He had never truly understood, deep down, how a young woman as stimulating as she could find pleasure with a man such as he, but he would never be able to forget that it had happened.

Leaving her to stumble her own way to her key and room, Snape headed to the cafeteria. He needed to deal with this somehow, but first he needed to eat.

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