"Hey, you should see me in a miniskirt and go-go boots, you might change your mind, Professor." Faith called after Rodney as he departed the kitchen. "And if you really want to hear about how all the stuff that goes bump in the night really goes bump in the night, hit me up and I'll give you an earful sometime."
"Honest, I didn't really pay attention beyond the whole 'vampires bad, go kill' part of the induction into Slayer Society," Faith told The Doctor. "B knew a whole lot more, I think, but she had Giles for a few years and he cared about her, you know? She was kinda like me, got handed the short straw when she wasn't trained for it, but she did good by it."
Faith stopped suddenly as she recognized that The Doctor had no idea who Buffy and Giles were, nor did he probably care. His curiosity was vampires and she'd gotten far afield. She raked her hands through her mussed hair, "From what I remember, there was one vampire, demon thing and it bit a human and changed them enough to let a demon take over the lease on that body. Soul got evicted, lover of chaos and lives on blood moved in. Just keeps passing on like that, vampire bites, there's a whole exchange of blood thing, and then the human's a vamp with all the human's memories. Sometimes that's a good thing. Usually not so much.
"Vamps don't have souls, Doc. Probably what makes it easier for them to go around feeding off of humans. Except this one vamp, his name's Angel. He pissed off a buttload of gypsies like two hundred years ago, so they gave him a soul. They wanted to punish the demon, you know, make him remember every single victim and how he killed them."
Faith took a drink, "Sounds like a crazy thing to do, but Angelus, that's what he was called before he got his soul, was one sick mother. Some of the stuff he did messed with my head and gave me the willies, and I don't wig easily."
When The Doctor mentioned burning off energy, Faith squirmed inwardly. Talking was helping her to ignore that need, probably the reason why she was talking so much. She was pretty damn sure that she knew a damn good way to calm herself down, but she sure as hell was trying really hard not to think about that. She almost thought that she might be able to get a fully willing participant out of Ash, but something held her back. Something didn't sit right with the idea of using a man for sex and tossing him aside.
(Friends with benefits, now that I could totally get onboard with.)
"It's five by five, I'll deal," Faith told him with a shrug. "I might just have to do a lot of jumping jacks and one handed push ups."
She knew she had to be grinning maniacly when he mentioned the weapons. The thought of actually owning one of those magnificent weapons made her drunk with the same sort of ectasy most women get concerning chocolate when they're experiencing PMS. "Really, Doc? Damn. If I knew you better, I'd hug you and I'm not so much with the hugging.
"So, who was she?" Again the lack of self-censoring bubbled up and Faith frowned as she gave herself a mental kick. "Or don't tell me, you know, if I just got way too personal. But thanks for the weapons."
[Faith] Nightcrawlers (tag Doctor, McKay, open)
"Honest, I didn't really pay attention beyond the whole 'vampires bad, go kill' part of the induction into Slayer Society," Faith told The Doctor. "B knew a whole lot more, I think, but she had Giles for a few years and he cared about her, you know? She was kinda like me, got handed the short straw when she wasn't trained for it, but she did good by it."
Faith stopped suddenly as she recognized that The Doctor had no idea who Buffy and Giles were, nor did he probably care. His curiosity was vampires and she'd gotten far afield. She raked her hands through her mussed hair, "From what I remember, there was one vampire, demon thing and it bit a human and changed them enough to let a demon take over the lease on that body. Soul got evicted, lover of chaos and lives on blood moved in. Just keeps passing on like that, vampire bites, there's a whole exchange of blood thing, and then the human's a vamp with all the human's memories. Sometimes that's a good thing. Usually not so much.
"Vamps don't have souls, Doc. Probably what makes it easier for them to go around feeding off of humans. Except this one vamp, his name's Angel. He pissed off a buttload of gypsies like two hundred years ago, so they gave him a soul. They wanted to punish the demon, you know, make him remember every single victim and how he killed them."
Faith took a drink, "Sounds like a crazy thing to do, but Angelus, that's what he was called before he got his soul, was one sick mother. Some of the stuff he did messed with my head and gave me the willies, and I don't wig easily."
When The Doctor mentioned burning off energy, Faith squirmed inwardly. Talking was helping her to ignore that need, probably the reason why she was talking so much. She was pretty damn sure that she knew a damn good way to calm herself down, but she sure as hell was trying really hard not to think about that. She almost thought that she might be able to get a fully willing participant out of Ash, but something held her back. Something didn't sit right with the idea of using a man for sex and tossing him aside.
(Friends with benefits, now that I could totally get onboard with.)
"It's five by five, I'll deal," Faith told him with a shrug. "I might just have to do a lot of jumping jacks and one handed push ups."
She knew she had to be grinning maniacly when he mentioned the weapons. The thought of actually owning one of those magnificent weapons made her drunk with the same sort of ectasy most women get concerning chocolate when they're experiencing PMS. "Really, Doc? Damn. If I knew you better, I'd hug you and I'm not so much with the hugging.
"So, who was she?" Again the lack of self-censoring bubbled up and Faith frowned as she gave herself a mental kick. "Or don't tell me, you know, if I just got way too personal. But thanks for the weapons."