Faith Lehane (![]() ![]() @ 2009-01-16 23:07:00 |
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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."