16534/Dark Willow: A cryptic Warning

Dark Willow: A cryptic Warning
Date of Scene:	13 September 2024
Location:	Apartment, the Blue Lady
Synopsis:	Faith and Thomas discuss Willow and catch up on lost time.
Cast of Characters:	Faith Lehane, Thomas Raith
Tinyplot:	Dark Willow

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Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane hasn't seen Thomas in quite a while, between him being injured and actively staying away from her while she recovered from her own injuries during that fight with the demons at the box, followed by Faith's increasingly disturbing dreams..

And now, a cryptic warning from a demon that doesn't look like a demon. One would think she lived at the Blue Lady but she will always be a free spirit.

Not bothering with formalities she bursts into Thomas' apartment, looking a bit frantic. "Thomas, are you here?!"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith had avoided Faith for a fairly simple reason. She was injured and he had needed to feed desperately after that fight. Could she have been alright from a heavy feeding after that fight? Maybe. Hell probably. But Thomas wasn't willing to take that chance and risk even temporarily taking one of their most valuable pieces off the board. However since they'd both had time to recover, he had planned to reach out to his lover when she arrived at his doorstep. "Good timing, I was just about to crack some beers, toss some wings, and watch the game. Want to join me?" He asks calmly, the smell of fried chicken filling the air of the apartment...

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane arches a brow at him and smirks. She's a hair's breadth away from hugging him to see he's okay, but, that just ain't her style. "Hey, lover, how you been?" she leans in to give him a surprisingly tender but brief kiss on the lips, before peering around. "Mm, can't say no to a free food..Gotta catch you up to speed on some crazy shit while we're at it, glad you're doing...Okay.." she seems slightly concerned, quite troubled by something. Like she has a lot to say..

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith kisses her back with the same gentle tenderness and says softly, "I'm okay. We're both okay." Sliding his hand lightly up and down her arm gently before they mutually pull away. More then friends, less then loves. As she changes the subject slightly he nods as well, "Have some stuff to bring you up on to." He says getting a pair of Mac's out of the fridge and handing her one. "For one willow has apparently gone round the twist." He says moving to a large bowl and flipping the wings in bright red sauce....

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane thankfully grabs the beer popping it open, taking a long sip. "Oh yeah? did she visit gig lately?" she frowns, "Did she hurt you?" she doesn't seem surprised. "So, that guy wasn't kidding..Wasn't sure I could trust a demon but...Damn..."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith headshakes. "She didn't hurt me. She seemed like she wanted to gloat more then anything. To let me know she was the one responsible for what happened at the Magic Box. Worst of all? I am no closer to figuring out what to get Harry for his birthday." He says the last bit with a touch of irony in his voice as he plates the wings and turns the T^V onto the Sportsball game neither of them are going to bother watching. "What Demon?" He asks curiously. No judgement, you use the tools you have... and he has a demon parasite living in his head after all.

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane nods, looking relieved. "So she met you, just to gloat, whatthe hell is she up to? of all people I figured she'd be the last to pull this crap.." she laughs,

"Harry sure has bad taste, his first girlfriend tries to kill him, his next is a cop..And now thus. Now what?"

She shrugs, "Huh, some big talk freaky shadowy thing though he had a human form, tall skinny brown skin, some sort of military figure if it was even his real form..I got a slayer sense from him though he denied being a demon..offered help me find the book but not to give it back, not sure how he knew about Willow or if he can be trusted."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smirks "Well to be fair to Harry, my ex got body swapped, turned into a vamp, and completely forgot who I was... " He pauses and says in a playful teasing tone, "You know if people were to just guess, they might be surprised which of the two of you were actually /more/ stable." He shakes his head. "Wills always had a dark side. She just kept it down and locked away. I always told her she needed to let it out a little bit like a pressure valve... guess the valve finally blew." As for her friend the demon? Who knows.

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane rolls her eyes and skirts, "Tch, don't remind me of how B didn't even tell me and strung me along for a little while when she was swapped with Barbie.." she seems to still hold a grudge it seems.

"As for Red, I guess it figures, she must want revenge for everyone who teased her and thought she wasn't a threat. Go figure, no one can be trusted in the end.." she sighs, running her fingers through her hair before taking another long sip.

"So what now?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
"Oh I don't know. A very wise alcoholic once said 'You can always trust an untrustworthy person to be untrustworthy. it's the trustworthy people you can never trust." He smirks a bit and offers her some wings. "So for now we eat, and we plan. First question, is it just that she's letting her Sith flag fly? Or is she possessed, mind controlled, under the influence of some magical force, PMS, or narcotic?"

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane rubs her temples. "Geeze, what the fuck you talking about? Just thinkin' bout that makes me head spin..Better not to trust anyone at least til they've earned your trust. And I've never really trusted any of the Scoobies, or most anyone else for that matter. Hell, there are only two people in the world I truly trust.." she frowns and shrugs, staring at her mug, "Who knows? I figure it's just pent up rage, she's a psycho, so we should just kill her. Simple." not so simple.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith shakes his head slightly, "First of all, we are not going to kill Willow, not unless it is a last resort." He says pushing the wings he made for her closer. "Second, if all it is is pent up rage, then we get her to, I dunno, burn it up. Let her get her frustrations out and let her Mental get control of her temper again. You are not gonna convince me sweet little Willow just decided to go all Jill the Ripper on us completely.

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane laughs, grabbing a wing, munching on it hungrily, "Heh, so what, we gonna buy her a big punching bag or two to blow up? I think you're being way too soft. I mean someone with pent up rage might have a tantrum, maybe say some shit to their friends. But summoning demons with the intent to kill their friends? Hell, I take that as an act of aggression, ain't no way I'm gonna forgive and forget that shit. She needs to be punished,taught a lesson, locked up before she sics more demons on more people."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith raises an eyebrow and says "You mean like taking the person you are seeing? Who you claim to be in love with, and draining every ounce of life out of them until they are nothing but a lifeless husk? Because you fought too hard, went too far, pushed yourself beyond your limits untill the fire inside you was so far out of control that it didn't care where the fuel came from? Is that the sort of thing that would also warrent a death sentance in your book?" His tone mild and calm despite his words.

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane frowns, studying her food as she thinks that over. "Now wait a second, accidentally taking too much to live is totally different from deliberately intentionally hurting your friends by summoning a demon..But okay I give, let's at least try it your way, have a little chat withRed, but I ain't no shrink, I can help you capture her if need be but it'll be up to you or Harry or B to talk her down if it comes to that."

She shrugs, munching some more, washing it down with another can of beer, "But if your way doesn't work, you gotta be prepared to put her down if all else fails. And if I went berserk and tried to kill the oriole I cared about I'd hood you'd do the same for me.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith nods slightly, "If all else fails, we put her in the ground." He says simply "Just like if you or Harry or Buffy were to go rogue and there was no hope of bringing you back, I'd do for you.. and I know you'd do for me." He says it softly and reaches over and squeezes her hand before leaning in for a soft kiss. "I don't have many people I trust either, I'm not turning my back on one of them unless I have no other choice."

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane frowns, clutching Thomas' hand tightly, holding onto his hand a bit longer than usual. "Yeah..I know. But that ain't gonna happen with us because we always manage to keep each other's powers and emotions in check...Right?" she seems thoughtful, concerned, very unusual for Faith. Or maybe aside she doesn't show to anyone except those she trusts. And cares for more than she'll admit.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith nods slightly and smiles, "Always." He agrees with a slight smile and adds, "Besides, I don't know how I would kill Willow if I needed to. I mean I prefer knives and swords, and she prefers to make her enemies into monogolian barbaque." He says with a slightly playful tone taking a sip of his own beer. "One last bit of mush," he says softly looking into her eyes, "Then we'll drop the emotional garbage drag ourselves to bed and screw like rabbits till the sun comes up. It scared me. Seeing you weak like that, and knowing how much my Hunger was in control. It reminded me of that night with Justine. And I know you aren't Justine, that you are allot stronger in every way, but it still scared me."

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane smirks uncertainly at a thought but then just shrugs. "No sweat, we just use the Slayer Scythe, isn't it able to resist magic to some extent? I guess I dunno much about it but it's designed to kill powerful supernatural beings right? Although.." she frowns suddenly, "Harry'd better revoke her pass to the scythe since she can access that ward or whatever, right? We gotta get on that quickly. And I don't like this Spawm creep lurking around either, dunno how he knows so much about us or why B even brought him into the inner circle."

When he starts talking mushy, she frowns deeply, pulling away suddenly, "What the hell, you think I'm made of glass, Tommy?!" she scuffs, "I've been in way worse predicaments than that, an' im way tougher than I look. Trust me, B may have more experience, but she hasn't been at rock bottom like I have." she seems almost insulted at the idea that she could ever be vulnerable.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith actually smiles a bit when she snaps at him, "Oh I have no questions about you being able to take care of yourself. I simply didn't like looking at you and thinking 'Food,' as opposed to..well As opposed to any other number of things I think of when I see you." He says with a shrugs and nods. "And for that matter Harry should pull her pass to his Lab as well. Can you imagine the damage she could do if she were to get her hands on Bob?"

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane doesn't seem happy about being referred to as food either and she rolls her eyes, finishing her breakfast and climbing to hee feet. "Geez, you know I don't like to be seen as food either..But you're right we need to see Harry pronto.."

She yawns and stretches, peering around, "But right now, thinking about all this has got me feeling angst and restless."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smiles a bit and tilts his head glancing back towards the massive bed that dominates a large portion of the open apartment. "well if you've got some energy to work off... I may have a suggestion or two to help level you out..."

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane arches a brow at that, a sly smile creeping on her face, "Geez, still hungry huh? I mean I could have offered a frisson sparring match to prepare us for whatever Red's got in store for us but...Seeing as I haven't seen you around in a long while, you fucking owe me.." and with that she reaches for his lapel, aggressively attempting to tug him towards her, kissing him fiercely on the lips as she does so.