@prcphesiedhope ; ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʟᴇʜᴀɴᴇ & ᴀɴɢᴇʟ.
WORD GOT AROUND FAST. A SLAYER IN TOWN. it had been years since he had heard of one. the potentials are here and there and the new slayers in training are around. buffy at times calls him for help and he obliges. but he knows that this wasn't buffy. no. he has moved away from that. they said that this slayer was harsh, brutal. and he knows they mean faith. faith, who left no trace after a night of booth and dancing sheets. he had meant to talk to her ever since, but knowin faith, if she wanted to dissapear, then, she would. just like he does.
but he finds her now. he is guided, through clues and snitches of where she is. just that, when he gets to the threshold of the place, he can't get in. "Faith?" he calls out loud. a frown on forever youthful features before glancing around from where he can see. and the one he finds there, isn't faith. though he can't help but notice some resemblance. "uh. . .where's faith lehane? i'm a, old friend of hers." if you could call him that anymore. "been a while since I saw her. heard she was here."
