-2 Woolongs~ Dictated

[3nterprising]

[For the moment, Faye is sitting in her room in the castle, curled up on the window nook. Her journal is in front of her, her fingernails tapping lightly on the cover as she stares blankly out the window. With a sigh, she flips open the journal, looking at a blank page before speaking.]

If anyone out there knows how the other me got home, don't hesitate to fill me in.
I know I was originally destined for riches and all, but I just need to get out of this castle.

Where do people live in this place if they don't live in the castle?

[Which got her to thinking.]



Where are you?

Comments

[3nterprising]

That'll stop him for a little while.

[gottaknockhard]

We'll see.

[3nterprising]

Hm.

[Faye folded her hands behind her head, feeling the softness of the cushions. She stared at the ceiling, far away as it was, perhaps to stop herself from staring at him.]

You got another cigarette?

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike makes no move to reach for one.]

Maybe.

[3nterprising]

Maybe you wanna gimme one?

[gottaknockhard]

[Ordinarily, Spike would make a point in telling her she could wish for her own cigarettes instead of bumming off of him. But after a quiet moment of reflection, he reaches for the box in his pocket and hands it to her.

Enjoy his generosity while you can, Faye.]

[3nterprising]

[It wasn't something Faye was expecting. In fact, it was almost shocking. She almost didn't feel right taking one.

[Almost.

[She relished the generosity, slowly opening the box and extracting a cigarette and the lighter he'd tucked inside. It wasn't until she'd lit her cigarette and taken a deep drag that she handed back the box.]

Thanks.

[gottaknockhard]

[He doesn't say anything else about it, just leans back and exhales. And if she does, he'll blame it on the pain medication he's on. Favors are easier to repay when she doesn't know he owes her any.]

[3nterprising]

[Faye sits quietly, enjoying her pilfered cigarette for a time. But something was nagging at her; something he'd mentioned.]

Is he the one who did it?

[gottaknockhard]

[He'll pretend that he doesn't already know what she means.]

Did what?

[3nterprising]

Gave you those bruises.
[Her voice gets a little quieter, although she isn't quite sure why.]

Was it Vicious?

[gottaknockhard]

[...Funny, even when he's the one who brings it up, hearing someone else say that name still puts him on edge.]

You think I'm getting predictable?

[3nterprising]

Maybe the both of you are.

[gottaknockhard]

At least there's something you can rely on.

[3nterprising]

I guess. But I still don't get why.

[gottaknockhard]

You've got to pass the time somehow.

[3nterprising]

Right.

Men are such idiots...

[gottaknockhard]

[It's better she just go with that. Although the fact that he says nothing in retort might come off as too accepting.]

Get all your questions answered?

[3nterprising]

No. But it looks like I'll have to settle with what I've got.

[gottaknockhard]

[He takes a breath. It's so hard not to brush anyone off who gets close to a sensitive subject, even when he's trying to give her a break.]

How much did you read back?

[3nterprising]

You mean in the journal? Not much.

[She'd flipped through the pages a little, but may easily have overlooked some things.]
Why?

[gottaknockhard]

[Whatever he isn't saying, he keeps not saying it.]

I thought so.

[3nterprising]

[She sighs and rolls her eyes. Mum's the word with this guy.]
You sure think a lot, don't you?

[Still, suspecting that so many things are going unsaid, she makes a mental decision to go and read that journal at some point.]

[gottaknockhard]

[Suggesting she find it herself is almost the same as telling her.]

Who knew?

[3nterprising]

[She looks at him a bot before scoffing, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.]

Certainly not me.