want_take_have | 002 - So what if it's only 1 o'clock in the afternoon?

[She’d spent four months in prison. Four months with the same outfits, the same food, the same people, the same routine. Day in and day out. And that was after only a few months of freedom after waking up from a coma. It had reached the point where she wasn’t really sure what normal was, anymore. Hell, one night she’d had a dream about trying on clothes and, when she woke up, she almost thought she’d cry. Or maybe punch something. Talk about a laugh.

Luceti might be a prison, but it was a hell of a lot more “free” than she’d been in awhile. She should have been out on the town...living it up and learning what it meant to be on her own again.

Instead, she’d barely left the apartment she’d claimed for herself. She’d stocked up on junk food, grabbed a bundle of clothes from All Passions, a handful of books from the library...and just stayed in. She would have preferred a TV but, well, she’d gotten used to that being scarce, too.

She only really left to patrol, and then she tried to be careful to avoid Buffy or any of her pals that might recognize the once-rogue Slayer. Solitude and near-silence, for almost a month, exploring her new prison until the wee hours of the morning, and sleeping well into the afternoon the rest of the day. Her run-in with Buffy and the following dusting of Drusilla, though, changed something. It finally nudged her away from the lingering apathy and towards something a bit more...well...her.

Squinting out at the sunny afternoon outside her window, Faith finally flips open her journal and actually takes the time to address anyone listening]

So...sayin’ a girl wants something to punch around here... what’s it take to figure out this battle dome thing people’ve been talking about?

[if she gets any bites, the first part of her day will be spent at the battle dome, releasing some of the pent up energy that’s been building since her arrival. After that, she’ll be returning the clothes that didn’t fit to All Passions (she hadn’t been particularly careful when Amelia brought her there, that first night), and trying on a whole mess of new things. Girl’s gotta look her best, after all, if she’s gonna check out the night life.

That evening, she’ll swing by Cloud Nine to see what the fuss is about, before patrolling takes her out by the barracks and down by the ocean. And, this time, she might actually stop to get to know some of the locals.]

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Probably gonna need the second. I'm not really the reading type.

[she wasn't really a people person, either, but she'd have better luck with a lecture than a book.

...probably]

I can show you the very basics. Very basics. [Emphasis necessary.] As in you push a button and it does something. If you want the how that something happens, you're better off asking someone else.

Like workin' the remote. Works for me.

[she knew she liked you, Amelia]

All right. Are you there now, or do you want to meet later?

Whatevs.

[Amelia wouldn't see the shrug, but she'd definitely hear it] I'm at my place, but if it means I get to waste something, I'm game for anytime.

Now works. You're probably closer than I am. [Considering Amelia's on the opposite side of the village, it's a safe assumption.]

Southwest corner of the village. It's in the woods behind Community Housing 3.

I got a peek of it with the tour. [the one she gave herself] I'll be there.

Okay.

[It takes Amelia a bit, like she said. But soon enough she'll be headed inside the battle dome, then walking around the structure until she finds Faith.]

[Faith's stretching when Amelia finds her, loosening limbs that have gotten a little stiff from staying in too long.]

[Looks like Faith was serious when she talked about punching things. She walks up to the other woman, though leaves her enough distance to keep stretching if she wants.]

Hey. Let me know when you're ready?

[she straightens quickly when Amelia approaches, giving her a short nod] I was born ready.

[Amelia shakes her head at Faith's eagerness, even if she can understand it. She leads the other woman over to the control panel for one of the rooms.]

You can see inside through those windows, so you know whether or not it's empty. [Since this one is, Amelia begins the spiel of battle dome basics--key word being the last. She's never needed to learn anything really advanced about it, although Amelia has the feeling that won't be a problem in Faith's case.]

Simple enough.

[she presses one fist into her palm, cracking knuckles. It's not a threatening move...more distracted than anything]

[Amelia recognizes the gesture for what it is. She almost skips the last thing, almost, but she's learned to not assume that what's true for her is also true for everyone else.]

I don't know if you have any sort of...magic. [Amelia's still not entirely comfortable saying the word, but she gets it out.] But supposedly this control can take away your powers. It happens sometimes in real fights, if the Malnosso take you for a draft, or you sign up for a mission, so I guess that's why it's here.

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