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Vi (slayervi) wrote in wariscoming,

"That's me. The best friend a guy could ever have." Her words carried an edge of sarcasm that she kicked herself for after. It wasn't the time for any of this. There was potential danger lurking behind that door - or maybe even right in front of her - and she needed to be clearheaded or something was going to get the better of her. She'd been trained better than that. She trained new Slayers better than that.

Her nail dug into the cork a little harder, giving it just the nudge it needed to come loose from the bottle. "Can't go wrong when talking is the plan. I'll find a place to watch the doorways while you find out where she inside," she said. "Honesty is the best policy."

The question caught her off guard. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she almost told him that was another conversation for another time when she realized it could work to her advantage. "No," she replied, chin lifting slightly. "I know what you have the power to do, could do again, but I'm not scared of you. Anyone has the ability to create chaos, to do bad things. Anyone can relapse. I don't completely dismiss the idea but I don't let it rule my opinion of a person either." As she spoke, she shifted the bottle. "Jacen, do you really think now is the time to be having a philosophical disc-"

She stopped suddenly, swinging her arm upward and releasing the holy water from the bottle.