Who: Faith Lehane and Buffy Summers Where: Backyard What: Interaction and she needs a smoke When: Now. Rating: Medium. Notes: Nah. Open: if you want to hop in, just poke one of us. Status: In progress
This was just too much for Faith, luckily she came with a pack of smokes and her lighter. Slipping out of the very full house, Faith blinked in the darkness, weather seem rather calm, but she didn’t know her way around fully enough yet to go explore.
Moving a few feet down the house, she pulled her pack out and her lighter. She kneeled down, pulled her smoke out, lit it and took a long drag. Smoking help calmed her slayer restlessness and help gather her thoughts. She needed to get out of here, she needed to go home, her father, Angel….how was she going to make him human if she was stuck here. “Fuck,” she hissed out, shaking her head, she needed to get home and soon.