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Faith Lehane (dark_slayer) wrote in mirage_rpg,

She had to admit, she didn't hate it here. Okay, so there were some really weird people around, no doubt about that. But then, as a Slayer, she came across quite a few of those anyway. She hadn't been given a choice about being taken here, but aside from that fact which somewhat rankled at her independant spirit, she wasn't having a horrible time. After all, if you weren't allowed to kill at all, it made it impossible to kill by accident.

Faith's good time, she suspected, was going to get even better. The boating thing was over, and it had been pretty good, actually. She'd decided that going swimming was the thing to do, and as such, she'd ducked behind a tree and quickly dressed in the skimpiest bikini that she could imagine. It barely deserved the name, but then, Faith wasn't exactly the shy type. Probably people saw her changing, but she didn't care.

When she poked her head out from behind the tree, she saw the dark-haired man who had been glaring at her during the snowball fight, just standing there. Her mischevious spirit was awakened, and she smirked slightly before leaning casually against the tree which had been her dubious shelter. "You gonna start giving me dirty looks again, man?" She called out, and several people turned to look. She, however, simply stared at Marcus. She sensed this would make him uncomfortable.