Who: Faith Lehane When: Around 10 o'clock at night Where: East end of Nocturne What: Faith is patrolling and wondering if she should even bother with the duties as a Chosen One, considering the lack of vamps to stake. The kind she's used to anyway. Status: Complete
Nocturne.
Faith still didn’t get the gist of the place, considering that it was a mixture of all the major cities that she has seen and other places that she had no clue where they hailed from. Sunnydale… Los Angeles… bit of Boston; she got that sense of familiarities, but at the same time she couldn’t help but get confused at how different they felt. Hell, she even tried to escape the place a good three times, but each time she found herself right smack dab within Nocturne’s city limits.
It wasn’t all bad, at least.
She knew people. Giles was here. Angel ( not like she could stake the good guy ). So, Faith didn’t doubt that Buffy was somewhere, or had yet to get here; or was she lost? And it wasn’t like she minded being the only Slayer in town because it was a nice feeling. More burden pressing, but it wasn’t like the apocalypse was looming around the corner for like the hundredth time.
Or did the apocalypse happen already?
Growing increasingly bored, Faith jumped the wall of a cemetery that had been closed to the public at sunset, and proceeded to the streets and alleyways; maybe she’ll run into someone interesting? Maybe she’ll actually find a vampire that would go poof into a cloud of dust after being staked? She could only hope.