" I just can't listen anymore. It's too painful."

"Which do you think was harder, Sherlock. Listening to it or living through it? Now are you going to help me or not?"

"I never thought I'd say this, but could we go back to Officer Friendly again? And, as for helping you, I don't know what you expect...I could get my partner and Crime Scene out here, but that's not what you mean, is it? I don't know why it's not, though, you served your time."
She rolls her eyes and snorts at him, the old guy who doesn't get it. If he had been less hopeless and more careless in high school, he could have a daughter her age...just barely. "You could never do this, Faith. I know you didn't."

"All you know is that you want to do me. That's all guys know about me."
"And you don't encourage that at all, do you? Well, I'm about a lot more than that. I shouldn't be here, not off the clock like this. But I was concerned for you. And if you don't want people to think about you sexually, you should wear more clothes. And stop coming on to guys who pick up hitchhikers."
"I'm not talking about 'people'...I'm talking about you. It's been a long time, hasn't it?"
" You need to find somewhere else to stay tonight. Of course, if this comes out, I never said anything. Maybe I don't even know you. Got it?"

Dear God, Erika, this is some good Faith right here. Bloody hell fire.

t seriously impressed.

ion, re: swearing -- oh, man, y'all are making me feel bad here. I totally didn't register anything offensive in anything Erika wrote. I must offend so many Buffistas with my language, and I just don't even stop to think about it. I'm sorry. I do swear like a navvy. But you'll just fucking well have to fucking well deal with it, yo.

Fuckers.

slouches off, spouting invective

Aint no fucking way you fucking offend me, Faygirl. Chill the bloody fuck out, yo!

(first time I've smiled all day)

Mwah!

" What crawled up your ass? All I want is you to get the heat off for a couple days so I can kill the vamp piece of shit that did this, Kakistos. I was right there and saw everything, believe me there's no need for a case number on this one. I'm a Vampire Slayer. I know what to do. It's only afterward that I like a little help, if you know what I mean."

You could never offend me, either, you're not just some FUCKO off the street. Y'all are my *girls* yo. And the only thing weirder than writing that would be saying it out loud. Poor Timmy. I feel for his suffering, but it's his thing. And I thought I would suck at writing Faith. But hello, class issues and a persecution complex...badabing. Alas, I'm not the hottest thing going.

Alas, I'm not the hottest thing going.

I took the F2F picture that says otherwise, sugar.

Smoke and mirrors. Or another f2f miracle. :)

Well, love, you look a damn sight better in black pleather than I would. And you really do give fabulously good Faith.

Or another f2f miracle. :)

That would be the same F2F miracle that made me look like I'd been rode hard over fifty miles of bad road, and put away wet?

Riiiiiight.

Deal with it, honey, you're gorgeous.