http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/ ([identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2005-10-20 01:33 am

After the Pub closes....

Faith emerges from the pub, looking for anyone who might cause trouble. Her mission? Get Bob out of Pub and to somewhere that's else. Yeah. Never big on the planning.

"C'mon Bob, we're headed this way."

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
Bob follows her closely, never letting Faith get more than a foot ahead of him. He looks sad and scared.

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
Bob spreads his arms, palms up, in a plaintive gesture. If it were any other time, he would have grinned, but he just wasn't feeling it tonight. He tried to give her a half-hearted smile, but he was still terrified, and it just didn't work.

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
At the mention of Rover, Bob's eyes go wide(r) with fear. He takes a step back, shaking his head violently. "Ngnh!!" It sounds almost like 'no.'

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
Bob looks down at the ground, then back to Faith. His eyes are blooshot, his hair mussed from repated frustrated gestures. His coat is all askew from sitting on the floor at Spike's. In short, Bob looks like hell.

He shrugs, a sad, defeated look on his face. He motions toward the Kwik Stop. It's better than nothing.

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Bob looks conflicted as he shakes and nods his head in turn. Finally, he shakes his head, waving her to the school. Even drugged to all hell, Bob's still trying to be a gentleman.

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
Bob's face lights up. He tries to mouth the words "Thank you" and some sounds come out. Apparently, the toxin is wearing off, if only a little.

He opens the door to the Kwik Stop--thank god for the 24hr thing Dante set up--and holds it for Faith.

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
Bob follows Faith in, not really expecting the Kwik Stop to look much different. He goes behind the counter, where he knows Dante keeps a pillow and occasionally a blanket, and returns triumphantly with the items. He offers them both to Faith, then curls up in a corner to sleep off this rotten, rotten trip.

[[ooc: and mun is off to bed, unfortunetly.]]

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
[[*prods the guilt* GUILTGUILT!]]

[identity profile] silent-robert.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[[Unguilts! Not her fault. Blame Crane and Angelus. Because, one more thing Callisto and Angelus can fuck, er, fight over.]]

[identity profile] master-of-fear.livejournal.com 2005-10-20 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
[there is nothing to feel guilty over! buck up woman, you're supposed to be a fearsome general.

Jonathan is so not to blame *nods*</small