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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 11:43:35 GMT -5
Post by Faith on May 15, 2006 11:43:35 GMT -5
The humungous hotel kitchen.
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 12:45:45 GMT -5
Post by Faith on May 15, 2006 12:45:45 GMT -5
"You sure were right. That is one humungous kitchen." Faith stood a moment taking it in. She continued to listen as Fred told her about Pylea, and her cave. She had noticed Fred become a little more nervous whenever she mentioned it. When she spoke about Angel though, she got a dreamy look in her eyes.
...plus they have lots of wall space for my notes.
"What kinda notes?" Faith went straight for the refridgerator, opened it and took out a carton of juice. She drank straight from the carton as if she hadn't tasted juice for ages.
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 13:49:38 GMT -5
Post by Angel on May 15, 2006 13:49:38 GMT -5
Angel kicked open the heavy kitchen doors and stepped inside, he walked in, rubbing the back of his neck and swearing under his breath "God damn Wolfram & Hart" he looked up and realised Faith had been watching him, he stopped "Good to see you on your feet"
He walked to the fridge and took out a bag of blood which he'd managed to get from an orderly who owed him a favour at the hospital, he ripped the top off and began drinking.
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 13:52:14 GMT -5
Post by Faith on May 15, 2006 13:52:14 GMT -5
"Bad day at the office?" Faith smiled at him.
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 13:58:26 GMT -5
Post by Angel on May 15, 2006 13:58:26 GMT -5
Angel forced a smirk on his face "You could say that" he drank a little more blood and wiped some from his lips and sucked it from his thumb, he watched Faith as he did so, she looked a lot better, clearly she had cleaned herself up and she seemed a lot healthier from when he pulled her out of the grave, already the colour was back in her cheeks, a weaker person would have probably been killed simply from the gun shot "Sorry I bailed on you like that, something urgent came up"
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:02:04 GMT -5
Post by Faith on May 15, 2006 14:02:04 GMT -5
Angel's blood thirst had never bothered Faith. She knew it creeped other people out, but it was a necessity for him.
"Hey no worries. I had Fred to keep me company. Couldn't really get a word in edgeways mind, but I'm feeling better."
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:02:11 GMT -5
Post by Winifred Burkle on May 15, 2006 14:02:11 GMT -5
Fred became quiet when Angel came in, she blushed and saw a perfect place to sit, under the counter. She watched them talk among themselves not even noticing her.
Fred shook her head, "I'm easy to forget...I hide well...they have more important things to do than talk to me..." she muttered to herself.
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:04:44 GMT -5
Post by Angel on May 15, 2006 14:04:44 GMT -5
Angel crouched down and saw Fred, he smiled warmly at her "Hey Fred, good to see you, he sat down folding his legs and continued to drink his blood "You kept an eye on Faith like I asked?"
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:15:16 GMT -5
Post by Faith on May 15, 2006 14:15:16 GMT -5
Putting the carton down on the counter, Faith turned back to the fridge, pulling out a pack of sliced ham. She smelt it then peeled out a slice to eat. She put the pack on the counter, next to the juice and looked for some cheese and bread to go with it. She hadn't realised how much she'd missed good food. Prison meals were always the same, plain coloured mush. Tasteless and dull.
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:18:17 GMT -5
Post by Angel on May 15, 2006 14:18:17 GMT -5
Angel looked up seeing Faith was making a sandwich, he figured she would be hungry and he was happy she managed to find the kitchen "Yeah, just help yourself, the others don't normally use this place, I go to all this trouble of stokign a fridge full of food and they all order in tacos" he looked down at Fred and gave her a little wink and finished off his blood. He was glad Faith was feeling much better, for a moment he was scared she might not make it.
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:22:44 GMT -5
Post by Faith on May 15, 2006 14:22:44 GMT -5
"You wouldn't believe how hungry I am." She said, grinning at the sandwich she was making. She looked over to Fred sitting under the counter. "You want one?"
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:23:37 GMT -5
Post by Winifred Burkle on May 15, 2006 14:23:37 GMT -5
Fred giggled, Angel was so nice to her, he always noticed her.
"Taco's...so much nicer not made from bark....Oh yes please Faith...I am really hungry...I always am!""
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:26:36 GMT -5
Post by Faith on May 15, 2006 14:26:36 GMT -5
"Okay, I'll make you one, but you gotta come out from under the counter to eat it, okay?" Poor girl's frightened of her own shadow,she thought.
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:27:56 GMT -5
Post by Angel on May 15, 2006 14:27:56 GMT -5
Angel stood up and tapped his fingers on the kitchen counter "Any of you know if Wesley made it back with Cordy yet?"
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Kitchen
May 15, 2006 14:35:24 GMT -5
Post by Faith on May 15, 2006 14:35:24 GMT -5
Faith quietly sighed. She'd soon have to face them both and it wasn't going to be pleasant.
"I haven't seen them, but then I've been pretty much unconcious for a while, so they might be back."
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