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Who: Faith & Arthur, Faith & Reno, Faith & Steve, Faith & Buffy, Faith & Dean, and Faith & anyone that wants to run into her!
What: Catching up. Exchanging gifts. Kissing...
When: December 20th to 24th
Where: The Deathmatch & some random place




[No, really. The set-ups are in the tags.]

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The Deathmatch ]

[msattentionspan]

[Faith hasn't exactly bought gifts for people. She didn't know what to get them and when you were in a castle that granted wishes, she definitely figures people can just get whatever they want themselves. So she's baked. They aren't the prettiest cookies and she's pretty sure that they might not taste as good as they should. Brock helped her and it's really easy to tell which ones he helped her with.

She's got a small container of them, though as she heads into the Deathmatch to find her favorite bartender. She sees him behind the bar and she gives him a smile before heading over.]

Merry Christmas.

for Arthur ]

[msattentionspan]

[Practice with a sword is one thing, but really it's the thought that he doesn't let her get away with her lazy antics when it came to practice. Maybe it was the old-fashioned sense or the fact that apparently he was a King or a future King that made her actually listen to him. Either way, she'd made him brownies and they definitely seemed safer to eat than the first batch she made. She even likes the way these taste. It's a learning experience, but she's pretty sure she's just going to stick to swords in the future.

She's already asked Arthur to meet her and she's just waiting for him now.]

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[ontheclockpro]

[Reno was taking inventory, not really all that interested in making a big deal of Christmas since hey, not like they have it back home. But when he sees Faith, he'll give a small grin]

Yo.

Merry Christmas to you too.

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[She sees the clipboard and lifts an eyebrow, but then doesn't even bother asking. Honestly, just because she's never had a real job she doesn't need to know hwo he does his. Instead, she holds out the small tin. It's silver with a red lid on it, not exactly holiday themed, but she didn't want to give him one with the cartoon penguins on it.]

I... I made you something. [It's said in a very casual tone as she sets it on the bar and slides it toward him.] It's not a big deal and they probably suck.

[ontheclockpro]

[He does it because he's a freak Faith, okay. And he raises an eyebrow, sets down the clipboard and reaches for the tin]

You did? [Whoa]

What is it?

[msattentionspan]

[They are sugar cookies cut out in the shape of what is meant to be stars, but she wasn't good at laying them out so a lot of the corners are folded under. She did do a good job frosting them, so the folded corners don't show too much, but they're just misshapen.]

Cookies. Well, they're supposed to be cookies. Brock helped, so they're as close as they'll get. [She did put a few of the ones Brock made in the tin. Those are clearly better made.]

I tried to bake. I kinda suck at it. [She shrugs, running her hand through her hair before she takes a seat at the bar.] I didn't know what to get you or even if you did the Christmas thing.

It's the only holiday I like, though.

[ontheclockpro]

Cookies...

[He sounds a bit surprised as he opens the tin, looking down at the cookies while she speaks. Slowly he'll pick up one of the misshapen stars and hold it up away from the tin. What almost seems to be a smile crosses his face- though you can tell he doesn't smile like a normal person too much]

Heh...gotta be the first time anyone's baked me something before.

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I'm not gonna make a habit out of it. I think I ticked people off with nearly burning the kitchen down. [She blames the castle for messing with the oven settings. Or her hip touching the dial.]

I wanted to get you something, but I didn't want to steal it. [okay eat the damn thing. you're making her uncomfortable just looking at it.]

[ontheclockpro]

Heh, please they nearly burn it down every other week.

[fine fine, he'll chuckle and take a bit off one of the corners. No matter the taste, he won't gag or make a face or anything because really two years in a post-apocalyptic world makes your palette very not picky]

It's a nice thought. I like them too.

[msattentionspan]

[Her chin lifts a bit as she watches him eat it. She needs to at least make sure he doesn't die or feel like spitting them out. When it seems he's not going to suffer from bland or too much sugar, she lets out a breath. When he says he likes them, she lets the corner of her mouth lift in half a smile.]

That Rapunzel girl showed me how to make them... I tried to do what she showed me, but I guess I'm better at learning how to fight vampires than how to bake cookies.

[ontheclockpro]

Fighting vampires is cooler anyway.

[He'll pop the rest of the cookie into his mouth and eat it]

But maybe you could find a way of tying slaying into it. Like...stake cookies? I dunno.

[msattentionspan]

[She smirks, shaking her head.] Nah, not sure those would be edible. If they could get through a chest, I wouldn't want to try and chew that.

[She glances to him, shrugging.] You gotta be here much longer?

for Steve ]

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[Heading toward the Lux, she knew Steve would be working and had his gift in her hand. He'd helped her get on the right track with her cookies, but Brock had been her saving grace with making them actually look somewhat decent. She made a note to herself to definitely never try that again. Once inside, she glances around trying to stop him.]

[ontheclockpro]

It could be like rock candy or something, c'mon.

I haven't decided...why? You got a better offer?

[msattentionspan]

Maybe. [She sits up a bit straighter on the stool.]

We could go for a walk and get out of the ice castle.

[ontheclockpro]

A walk?

[He considers, then shrugs]

I'd be up for that.

[msattentionspan]

I figure you might know someplace in the city that I haven't come across.

[plus, she's heard about the nutcracker thing and she would honestly rather just kiss him and not be forced to.]

All that valuable time spent here. [she teases]

[reigne]

[It's interesting, to teach her. It's not that he's unused to it, or that he's found it particularly difficult to teach a woman, rather than a man, but she takes to it with the ease of someone who's known nothing but combat. Someone who has a rare affinity with weapons. It's a treat.

Moving around her laziness and other aspects however, are less so. But not enough that he thinks twice about meeting her]

Hello, Faith.

[msattentionspan]

Arthur. [She gives him a small nod as she holds out the small tin of brownies toward him. Look, she's not good at these things.]

Merry Christmas. [Take it.]

for Buffy ]

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[The tin was sort of sad looking. To be honest, Faith hadn't thought about getting something for Buffy until she was two burned batches of cookies down and looking at the latest one as if it was her final salvation. Now the tin felt lighter than the others she'd given out and she wondered if she should just forget it.

Of course, she was in front of Buffy's door at the time. And she'd already knocked.]

[against]

[ Dean's having a meal by the bar and ignoring the people around him in favor of his bacon double cheeseburger. Sure, he can't help but think about Lisa and Ben every now and then because it's Christmas, but mostly he's focused on the food. If he could have celebrated the day with the Braeden's as a family, it wouldn't have felt all that right without Sam in the picture anyways, and if he had to pick one or the other -- hell, there'd be no question about it. If he could have swapped places with Sammy and landed himself in hell again, he would have done it in a heartbeat.

Lifting up a finger, he gets the attention of the bartender and orders himself another bottle of beer. ]

[msattentionspan]

[She spots him across the way and for a moment she can't be sure if she's just seen him in this bar before or if she's talked to him. Things get a bit hazy with people coming and going, but when the bartender misses the gesture, Faith rolls her eyes. She likes getting away from the castle, but the city always seems to prefer ignoring the residents.

Getting up, she crosses the way and hovers at the end of his table.]

You'll have better luck just going up to the bar and ordering another.

[valuedstrength]

[It helps that Steve is inclined to try to make his way toward her when he does spot her. It's a surprise, but not an unpleasant one.] Faith, can I get you something?

[wield]

[ Buffy hadn't bothered to talk to Faith... not because she didn't want to, but because the last time they talked she wasn't really sure where they stood. And she was starting to realize that butting her way into peoples lives and forcing them into a corner wasn't the best course of action. And besides, this was Paradisa. She had nothing but time.

She'd heard the shuffling and the stopping in front of her door, but didn't really think anything of it as she put on her boots. When she opened it, though, she stopped mid step alarmed. ]

Faith.

[msattentionspan]

Hey, B'.

[Awkward silence.............

Faith shifts her weight a bit on her feet, glancing to the blonde Slayer.]

If you're busy or if this is a bad time, I can go.