PARADISA

[With everyone that'd been dropping off the face of the ... castle, Faith isn't sure if she should be surprised or not. She goes with ... not. Bigger things for her to do. She's the important Slayer after all. Got things to do, worlds to save... things.]

We were supposed to patrol tonight, but she's never late - gives me shit if I'm late - but anyway, Buffy's nameplate is gone. So, I don't know who she was friends with.

I know it's late, too. Kinda one of those things that you can't predict. [Faith shrugs, trying to sound casual. Trying to sound as if she's a bit upset that the blonde just decided to leave. She doesn't get to do that.]

Right, so Buffy Summers - back to the whole Slay gig back in Sunnydale. Probably... staking some vamp right now. [She takes a breath and exhales it loudly.]

Yep.

Was anyone else working at that Pie Shop in town other than Sam? 'Cuz I'm pretty sure he went home. I checked his room and his name's gone and those huge dogs aren't around either.

Anyway, the pie shop has been pretty dead looking. Maybe I'm just going at the wrong times.

[She realizes as she's saying it that she's not the best person to relay news like that. Buried underneath her food cravings.] -- I just really wanted pie...

[She's not sure what else to say.]

I mean, no one wants me trying to bake a pie. I'd probably burn down the kitchen.

[Faith isn't much for long drawn out explanations, so she'll just ask straight out.]

How hard is it to bake? [Good luck to anyone that replies as she only microwaves everything.]

[Faith is a bit bored. She's not sure how to go about all these people just showing up again without remembering her. She's getting a taste of how it must be for the rest of this place, but she's not going to sweat it. She's not gonna sweat it too much.]

Anyone got something they wish they could forget? I mean, all these people dropping in without remembering this place, kinda makes me think.

[She frowns.]



Buffy ]

Wanna patrol? [She's pretty sure there's nothing to actually patrol for, but she just wants out and she doesn't want to go to the castle.]

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[She's been keeping quiet since the reunion - whatever it was - ended. Having new memories and going to sleep in a prison cell and waking up in a night club isn't the norm. It's an adjustment, but she manages figuring it out. The castle, the people here, the journals - it's all things that she knows of but hasn't seen for almost a year. At least, it feels like almost a year.]


I'm not sure if not being related to everyone was a good thing or not -- but at least it's over.

[There's a lot of hesitation here. Mostly, she's trying to work out how to word this.]

People that get sent home - anyone been away for a long - [She stops. Starts again.] If you've gone home, what's the longest you've been back home before you're back here again?


Anyone that helped Steve recently ]

I read that Steve's in a coma or knocked out -- is he still in the clinic? Anyone been checking on him?

This place is finally trying to cash in on that wishing, huh?

People moving out or are you just dealing with that? Sounds like a trick anyway. The castle seemed pretty excited to give things out before.

[She's pouring herself a drink. Outside the club she lives at. For the record, she doesn't wish for anything. Everything she has, she stole. It was easier.]

Anyone know if it happened before?

[It's been a few days since the kids left and Faith was tired before, but now? Oh, now she's flat out worn out. She's laying on a bench in the lobby of the castle. Not quite making it out of the castle that morning, just opting to nap there.

Waking up she's not even sure what time it is, but she grabs her journal.]

Shit... kids just take a helluva lot out of you.



((ooc: this is the seriously delayed second-half of Faith's recent temporary loss. She's now sapped of all of her strength (slayer and what she usually has) and eventually it will all go to Buffy for a week.))

[Faith is enjoying her new shiny super powers. So much so, that she's opting to tell everyone about it. Also, possibly check in on the other resident Slayer.]

You know, sometimes this place just gets it right. Sure, there's the shit that no one likes to talk about, the things we all forget about after a few months -- or try to.

Other times, something that was meant to happen finally does.


Buffy ]

Did you get the upgrade too?

[She doesn't smoke often. In fact, since showing up in the castle she'd pretty much just dropped the habit. Her Slayer body just filtered out the nicotine anyway and she didn't have that annoying craving for the substance to keep her roped into the expensive habit. Today, it's brought her to an interesting question -- because not everyone's world probably had all the talk of cancer and how horrible the things were for you. There's probably a world or two out there that doesn't even know what the damn things are.

Now, Faith normally isn't the type to even care about that sort of thing, but in the moment, she's curious. Especially, since it seems no one ages here - so all the horrible things that you could do to your body over time -- aren't exactly an issue. Taking that seat at the edge of the fountain, she cracks open the journal and poses a ridiculously thoughtful question. You know, in between deep inhaltations of carcinogens.]

Has anyone figured out what all of this not-aging shit does to us? Other than... not letting us age? We're definitely not injury-proof and I saw an ad for getting your hair cut. I've had to clip my nails a few times.

Seems sorta weird that there's a magical cut-off to what ages and what doesn't.



[Feel free to tell her smoking is bad for her in person or over the journal.]

[She's staring at the two journals. Comparing the one to the other and not really understanding what the big deal is. The Watcher Diaries are supposed to be important and the word "Legacy" gets tossed around a lot with them. She just never got it. If something was important to a Slayer, they'd get told about it. Stick this piece of wood here. Done. This whole learn about your prey thing, well, it turns out all that does is make Faith sympathize with a few of them. Oh, and she also slept with... is sleeping with one of them. Yeah, learning about her prey wasn't exactly working out for her.]

Yeah... I totally missed something. [Someone wasn't paying much attention when all of a sudden there were two journals on the bar where she, sort of, just leaves it lying around.]

Is it a big deal that I've got two of these journal things now? 'Cuz, I'm not really into the research gig and I already did all the reading I felt like doing. [Spoiler Alert: She skimmed until she saw her name most of the time.]

So, does this mean that the new people that show up just get a new book? I mean, I can't see this place being super nice about sharing the shit it's been doing all these years. Kinda seems like it's sweepin' it all under the rug.

Not that anyone here seems to really care when things happen. [She judges all of you.] Few weeks go by and you just bitch about something else.