I was never faithful

When Faith returned to MCA Minus Five at the asscrack of freaking dawn on Tuesday, she was tired, and covered in bloodstains -- luckily, not hers -- and she was pissed.

Either Robin (the soon-to-be-dead ex) thought he was a funny, funny guy, or he hadn't realized that the vampire hotspot in the area was actually a vicious nest of vampiric lemurs.

Granted, she and Ghani and Renee had staked those little mofos. Not the point. Kinda lacked a certain ... dignity. Staking lemurs.

"Never taking a mission from that prick again," she announced, dropping her bags. She needed a shower. Or six.

(Establishy! Open to Ghani or Renee if they came back to her place with her, otherwise she's napping and will be around later.)

Faith hated getting calls from the ex. But this one was at least fairly interesting. Local hotspot, if she was in the area anyway, blah blah blah.

She was tempted to tell him he was a mediocre lay, but skipped it. Vampiric activity, probably a nest, somewhere on Mada-- wherever they were. Good enough. Time to go hunting.

She considered her phone for a few, and then dialed a couple of numbers. Robin didn't say she couldn't make a girls' night out of it, right?

(For Renee and Ghanima)

Faith was spending her afternoon with one of her many guilty pleasures, watching trashy afternoon TV. Stuff like "Who's My Babydaddy?" and "He Broke My Shit, Make Him Pay For It" and "I'm Divorcing This Cheating Bastard" and "No, Really, Who's My Babydaddy?" Faith didn't know the word "schadenfreude", but she'd be a big fan if she did.

Springer was just getting good (this guy was cheating on his wife with her sister, but the sister was seeing this other guy, a tranny, and the tranny was totally banging the husband on the side and nobody knew and chairs were flying) when her phone rang.

Shit.

"Yeah," she answered, picking up the remote to hit Mute. Oh, great, her favorite ex. With a situation. Can't give it to the baby Slayers, it'll mess them up too hard. Real horrifying shit.

Great.

Faith hung up, and then made a few phone calls in succession - boss, parole officer, Dawnie. Didn't take much longer to throw some clothes in a duffel bag and head out.

Fandom was gonna have to do without her for a couple of weeks.

(OOC: Lightly swiped from Faith's debut in the Season Eight comics. Faith's off vamp-hunting; she'll be back sometime between Christmas and New Year's. NFI, broadcast is fine.)