http://notagoodslayer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notagoodslayer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2010-12-24 05:47 pm
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Docks, Friday 24; Late Afternoon

Snow, fucking snow everywhere. Now she felt like going back, if only to kill some vampires looking for a holiday snack.

But it was too late for that, so whatever. "Big fucking whatever", muttered as she lit a new cigarette, storing the old one on her jacket -after making sure she wasn't about to set herself on fire- and flicking the zippo in one hand. At least it wasn't radioctive snow, and the bears were gone, apparently, same with the ridiculous cinnamon smell -that or the smoke was doing a good job after all-. "Just snow. We need a fucking forecast for this kind of stuff." Puffing little smoke clouds, Faith stared at the nothingness in front of her.

"Oh! You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:

Santa Claus is coming to town!"


A ring of smoke rose over her head.

"...I need a beer."

[Open, sure~]