[ 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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[stacked]

Nah, if you weren't acting full-on retarded you could have a voice here too. But since I'm the only one with his back on this, you can just deal. Just because you're pissed she left, you wanna drag him in too. Screw that, Wes.

Not really an others situation, babe. You shut up and put up around the big guy, or we have a problem. End of story.

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[demonologist]

Nice to be reminded what you think about me, Faith. It makes me feel all warm and gooey inside.

But have you considered that if you'd actually tried to talk civilly with all of us about the matter, the chances are this might have gone better?

[He sighs and rubs at his eyes under his glasses. This talk is bringing on another migraine, but she doesn't need to know that. He's already weak, selfish and disloyal in her eyes.]

Some of what you say actually makes sense, even if I disagree with you on other grounds. I can see that you're worried about him. You want to protect him. God knows, I can understand that.

But maybe you don't understand how knowing that you're loved, that someone loves you no matter what, can affect a person. Make them better.

[Not that he has any experience with that, but he's seen how Cordy and Angel were. He's envied them for it. Perhaps Faith is right, it's his problem to deal with.]

I'm not going to back down because you're threatening violence. But you've made your case and I'm not just going to dismiss it either. I need to think about it, what I think is the best course of action for all of us. I will avoid talking to Angel again until then. That, at least I can promise.

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[stacked]

"Same old Faith". Ringing any bells, Wes? For a dude in a glass house, you're chucking some pretty big boulders.

I'm not here to hold your hands. You want nice, look somewhere else. I'm just laying shit out like it needs to be.

[ faith is just pissed the hell off here, with wesley's selfishness and hypocrisy.

...also she is basically never ever in charge of things for a good reason. ]

Gee, thanks. I get a pat on the head next?

...Fuck you, Wes.

[ faith sucks in a low breath, almost inaudible. low blow, pryce. very, very low blow. pushing the 'no one will love you' button with faith is like a written invitation, asking her to smash your face in. she just breathes for a moment, then bares her teeth at the tablet even if wes can't see. she was trying to play this straight but if that's where he's at, she'll stoop down to meet him. ]

Weird you're all about the healing power of love now when you were all up on his girl during that glitch. You looking out for Angel's relationship when you rubbed up on Cordelia, Wes? They got a name for guys your age who like underage chicks, you know.

[ her voice is lower now, vicious. this is what happens when you corner her, wes. ]

You try a spell, I'm gonna make it hard to try again. You talk to him about her being here, I pick you up and move you outside. That's what I'm promising. Don't push me on this one.

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[demonologist]

You're still resorting to violence, or threats of violence to achieve what you want. Can you honestly say that what I said isn't true?

[He stiffens visibly, his jaw clenching at her mention of the kiss he'd shared with glitched Cordelia. He's not proud of that. Nor does he want to be reminded of his transgression while he's already hurting over the loss of Cordelia. He's tempted to bite back, try to puncture her own bravado with some other well-placed barb. But he's tired. So very tired of being reminded again and again of how Angel is the alpha and omega of everything and he's just the shit on the bottom of her shoe.]

You're right, there was no excuse for that. I am admittedly in no position to act like I have the high moral ground when it comes down to it. How many times do you want me to admit that I am not some perfect role model? I know that, Faith. Don't think that I don't. You're not the first to point out my many deficiencies to me on a regular basis.

[The first two decades of his life were just peachy, thanks. His gaze grows harder, more obstinate.]

I know what you're capable of, Faith. You've made your position perfectly clear. I told you I'd consider what you'd said, that I wouldn't just head over to Angel right now and force the issue. If you think I am going to capitulate simply to avoid being hurt or further bullied by you, however, then you have another thing coming.

[ visual | locked ] SOB WES WHY DO YOU PUSH THE BUTTONS

[stacked]

Hell yeah. The old me would have gutted you for being such a self-righteous prick by now. Be glad I got the zen going, Wes, because you have shoved past so many freaking lines with me here.

[ faith scoffs, jaw clenched tight. ]

Dude, take your one man victim band and play some other gig, because I am done with your poor-me shit tonight. I told you the deal, you either fall in line or I can help you fall in line. End of story.

[ click goes the connection. ]