Faye Valentine (
myfayevalentine) wrote in
piratejournal2015-06-27 07:48 am
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[voice] [there be swearing in here...]
This whole fucking world is the biggest bunch of bullshit I've ever seen. And I've seen a lot of shit. What's the fucking point? Huh? Like someone somewhere is like: Faye, the universe is giving you one shot at happiness and that's all you're fucking getting. Is this really as much as I deserve? Shit. It probably is. So whatever happens to this place... it's over. Any promise of love and happiness is over. Shot to hell.
*And thanks to the copious amounts of alcohol she's been knocking back, her anger turns to sadness. Anyone who knows Faye will know that she must be pretty wasted because she doesn't offer up her vulnerable side to anyone*
They killed him... the filthy bastard monsters... they killed him. Because he saved me first. He made me safe...and now he's gone. Always, always trying to keep me safe. And he's gone...
*The next noise she made was a strangled mix between a sob and a scream*
He's supposed to come back! That's the rule! The dead come back. So where is he? Where is he?!
Why haven't you come back to me...?
*And thanks to the copious amounts of alcohol she's been knocking back, her anger turns to sadness. Anyone who knows Faye will know that she must be pretty wasted because she doesn't offer up her vulnerable side to anyone*
They killed him... the filthy bastard monsters... they killed him. Because he saved me first. He made me safe...and now he's gone. Always, always trying to keep me safe. And he's gone...
*The next noise she made was a strangled mix between a sob and a scream*
He's supposed to come back! That's the rule! The dead come back. So where is he? Where is he?!
Why haven't you come back to me...?

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Yo, Faye.
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*She sounds far from amused. Faye has at least managed to sit up, her hair messily tied up, no make up, wearing a pj vest and shorts*
So sorry you had to see me like this...
*She waved a wobbly arm at the mess around her, which included a few empty bottles of rum, plus a bottle of wine she was holding*
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[He placed down the cake with a fork and knife for her.]
Boy, you've been hittin' the bottle hard.
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*Faye put down the wine bottle to pick up the plate with the cake. She used the fork to start eating up the cake with a reasonable pace, and patted the apace beside her on the bed*
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Look, worst case scenario, he gets to go home. Seems okay to me.
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*Faye frowns at him as she swallows another bite and impatiently licks her lips*
One, I'm not there. Two, he hates his home world. Nothing about him being home is okay.
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*Faye sighs and wriggles closer to him, holding out the plate to offer him whatever is left on it*
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How about a drink then? Or are you still too much a wolfy for alcohol?
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Though you'll have a hell of a hangover, tomorrow.
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I thought you were supposed to be making me feel better...
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[He let her lean on him where he lay, figuring that she needed some sort of reassuring contact.]
Just give it a bit more time. I'm sure he's held up.
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*And given that he hadn't knocked her away, Faye cuddles into him a little more*
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*Faye lifted her head a little so she could look at him better*
What? You think I didn't care?
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*She pouted at him a bit, then put her head back on his shoulder*
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Well, that's the nature of the beast, Faye. Just how things are.
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I know. I just get so fed up with it all sometimes...
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