[ voice ] [ locked ] if you think you're hurting you ain't seen nothing yet

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Listen up, because I'm going to say this once and that's it.

[ for once, faith's not on the network to troll or accidentally flash her tits. she's grimly serious here, y'all. ]

Back the fuck off the b-- off Angel. Quit mentioning Cordelia, don't try and remind him she was here, nothing. And Red and Wes, if I hear you're looking up spells we're gonna have a serious freaking issue, you hear me?

Leave it the hell alone. I'm not gonna say it this nice again.

[ click. ]


[ ooc | post is filtered away from angel and dru and then faith realized she has no fucking idea who cordelia hung out with, so she just left it there and it's therefore open unless you're dru or angel. ]

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[faderbroderson]

...Spells? For what, precisely? And why is the subject of Cordelia suddenly taboo with Angel?

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[stacked]

Hamsters did him a solid, made him think Queen C never showed up here. He's-- if they fuck with this, he's not gonna roll with it. And Wes isn't freaking listening--

[ she breaks off, clearly having some issues here. wesley: pusher of every button faith has. ]

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[faderbroderson]

If he's forgotten her, and they remind him, you believe it would only hurt him more.

[He pauses very briefly to think about that. It takes little enough time to realize how badly Angel would probably react.]

And what is Wes's objection to this?

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[stacked]

Angel's-- he lost the kid, already. He finds out she's gone, he's not gonna be able to brush it off. The way I see it, this is the first decent thing those damn things have done.

[ faith made angel a promise: he goes off the deep end, she'll take him out. she'd rather not be forced to keep that promise. ]

Fuck if I know. He's-- [ his remarks to her still ringing in her ears, faith swallows and starts again. ] Same old Wes.

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[faderbroderson]

He's getting to you.

[he sounds sympathetic]

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[stacked]

He's a jackass.

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[faderbroderson]

I don't know that I can convince others to listen to you, but you have my word I won't mention Cordelia's presence here to Angel.

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[stacked]

I-- thanks. Think I might head out tonight, Wes-- dude just knows the exact freaking wrong thing to say, goddamn.

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[faderbroderson]

What did he say?

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[stacked]

Just some shit, that's all. Here.

[ la la la sending a copy of the conversation because she can't make herself say it. ]

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[faderbroderson]

[Godric finishes reading and seethes. While he can understand some of Wes's objections, his manner of presenting them is enough to make Godric desire violence. He has to take a few moments to compose himself. He'll have words with Wes later.]

He's wrong. When he implied that you aren't loved, he was wrong.

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[stacked]

...Whatever, Wes is full of shit anyway.

[ but that's as good as a 'thank you' from her. ]

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[faderbroderson]

[He knows.]