-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?

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Faye

[gottaknockhard]

[All the same, he'd rather not share all his hideouts just yet. Besides, he really was on his way there.]

Five or ten minutes.

Spike

[3nterprising]

Alright.

[She pauses briefly before flipping her journal closed.]

action!

[gottaknockhard]

[This was definitely wasn't a great idea, but he keeps his word. Spike comes into the castle a few minutes later, hunched over himself, and looking a lot like he's trying to disguise the fact that he was almost killed once or twice in the past week. The bruises on his face have started to heal though, so he might be able to pull them off as bad lighting.

He collapses into the first couch he sees and immediately reaches for his cigarettes. It's like no time has passed at all.]

action!

[3nterprising]

[Faye had been a little on edge after trying to decide what to do for the next ten minutes. She thought about going to wait for him, but thought better of it.

She walks slowly down the stairs, and arrives in the lobby in time to see him there on that couch. She makes her way over to him almost hesitantly, feeling her heart pounding into her throat and her breathing get a little shaky. Taking a deep breath, she forces herself into composure. By the time she's standing before him, she barely considers herself presentable, although she's hiding it better than she thinks.]

Oh, good. You're not dead.
[Although her tone is ripe with sarcasm.]

[gottaknockhard]

[With everything Spike has on his mind, he hadn't given enough thought to how he'd react to seeing Faye again. Every time he thinks will be the last, she comes strolling down the stairs like he should have been expecting her all along. Sometimes she has even worse luck than he does.

He lowers the cigarette and lifts his head at her greeting.]

You never can be sure. There's a lot of ghosts around here.

[3nterprising]

[That gets a scowl out of her. Did he have to be such a jerk?]

Maybe I should pinch you, just to be sure.

[Without waiting for a rebuttal, she throws a punch at his upper arm. A pinch was an idea, but it wasn't big enough to express her frustration.]

[gottaknockhard]

[He wasn't expecting it, especially not so close to somewhere he was recently stabbed. Both of which makes his reaction a little louder and more animated than usual.]

Hey. What was that for?

[3nterprising]

[Faye can't think of a reason not to have punched him. It was for running off and dying like he did back home. It was for being so scarce when she'd arrived here. It was for all that smart-ass talk about dying; for the smart-ass talk in general. It was for his stupid hair that just makes her want to run her fingers through it. Hell, it was for the fact that there wasn't a coffee table there to set his cigarettes on so she could steal one. Crossing her arms, she perches on the far end arm of the couch.]

I was just making sure.

[Somehow, his reaction when she punched him prevents her from being even angrier. If she weren't so pissed, it would have been hilarious.]

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike frowns, but he doesn't throw a fit for the undeserved -- at least, as far as she knows -- violence. It figures she'd hit him when he's actually being considerate and meeting her like she asked. Typical, even.]

Well now you know. [He sticks his cigarette in his mouth and folds his arms. Basically pretending that he doesn't understand what this is all about.]

[3nterprising]

[She really is appreciative that he decided to meet her, however, getting some of her pent up anger out of the way just seemed necessary. Besides, if he wasn't going to tell her where he was staying, she may not get a chance to do it before it all dissipates.

She peers over at him before speaking again.]

So what was that all about?

[gottaknockhard]

[He takes the cigarette out of his mouth before he responds, less irritably, but not without a hint of attitude.]

You're the one who punched me.

[Just go on and act like he doesn't notice the way she's looking at him. If she doesn't ask direct questions, he can avoid any subject he wants.]

[3nterprising]

[She scoffs, vaguely amused.]

I mean, that was some reaction when I did. You can't expect me to believe that a girl could inflict that much pain on someone like you. What gives?

[gottaknockhard]

[He keeps his eyes focused on the space in front of him.]

I wouldn't underestimate a girl with a grudge.

Uploaded a new icon just for this.

[3nterprising]

Who said I had a grudge?

[She ungracefully slides off the arm and into the couch, catching a better glimpse of his face. Are those... bruises? Squinting, she crawls toward him, tilting his face to the light source.]

What did you do?

Aw :')

[gottaknockhard]

[Her staring is starting to make him weirdly uncomfortable. Weren't they supposed to be talking about where to find cheap apartments?]

I got in a fight. [The mother is wisely only implied.]

[3nterprising]

You got in a fight.

[Faye didn't know why she should be surprised. It was so like him to get his ass kicked like this.]

Well, whoever it was must have been pretty tough. He actually laid a hand on you. Haven't you learned anything? Geez, you're such a masochist.

[The fact that even here he's trying to get himself killed is a little infuriating. She's trying her damnedest not to punch him again even harder.]

[gottaknockhard]

[He's quieter than he should be, considering the sore spot she's poking at, but it's not as simple as he's making it out to be. Like usual, there's a lot he isn't telling her.]

That could explain why I'm here.

[3nterprising]

Yeah, maybe it could.

[She gives him a sideways glare, crossing her arms again.

Just like old times. :') ]

[gottaknockhard]

[Too much like old times. Maybe he learned something, but that doesn't mean he isn't already regretting it.]

Vicious is alive.

[3nterprising]

[Her eyes widen at the statement. The fact that Vicious is alive doesn't surprise her too much, considering she hadn't seen or heard hide nor hair of him since Spike had bitten the bullet. But the fact that Spike had even brought it up must mean something bad.]

... He's here?

[gottaknockhard]

[This isn't a conversation he wants to have, in any capacity. He's only doing it now because the last time he kept that information to himself, she ended up hogtied in his room.

Not that saying it prevents that from happening, but at least he can say that he warned her.]

Yeah. He's here.

[3nterprising]

How? Why did you-- [She stops herself. It was likely a stupid question to ask.]

You're probably all wrapped up like a mummy under there.

[It's the first thing she thinks of, an image tied to the first time she'd witnessed the apparent clash of the idiot titans. It's the best thing she can muster at the moment.]

[gottaknockhard]

[That gets a faint smile out of him. Someone else might think that was a fond memory.]

I've had worse.

[3nterprising]

[Faye had missed that smile, faint as it was. It had been what felt like ages since she'd seen it. She gives him a smirk in return.]

I don't doubt that.

[Perhaps it was a fond memory.]

[gottaknockhard]

[He's quiet for the time it takes for him to suck down the rest of his cigarette, but this one is less uncomfortable than the last. When he's done, he flicks it on the ground and stomps it out.]

Moving out isn't a bad idea. It gets kind of crazy in the castle over the holidays. [Yes, apparently he's already changing the subject.]