Sittin' in the sewer

Air Date: 8/9/2004

Monday 9pm

Casey and Faith, hostage and hostage taker, are sitting in the sewer, dividing their time between chatting idly about Playstation games and also what to do about the current situation.

Ignoring the PS2 games chatter for a bit, the current situation isnt resolving itself very well. Casey doesnt really want to be hostage guy but Faith doesnt exactly feel safe with Mary around and Jayde bailing on her. So, its kind of a stand off, with the casting vote going to the girl with the gun.

The odd chatter is intrupted by the arrival of a man in a suit. Faith excitedly shouts out "Boss!" and runs over to hug him, but her arms just slide right through him, like he is some kind of hologram. "Boss?"

"Ah, Faith. Im afraid Im just a projection. Killed at Sunnydale High. Dont you remember? Buffy and her little friends blew up the school."

"Oh, yeah. I was in a coma remeber. Gutted with my knife and fell off the roof."

"Ah... yes. Thats right." It seems like he has to consentrate a little to recall. Man, what a soap opera this is.

"Faith, we need to talk."

"Sure thing, Boss. Shoot."

"Well, Im conserned that you've prevoked Mary by taking Casey hostage."

Faith looks surprised. "What, you're on a first name basis with him? No Young Mr, err, whatever his surname is? Your manners are slipp..."

The virtual Mayor interupts. "*cough* Focus on the problem at hand. Mary is going to come storming down here and fight you. She has the knife. You have a plan?"

Faith lifts up the gun. "Sure do. Anyway she doesnt know where I am."

"No, but she's tracking him", he says, pointing to Casey, "with a location spell as we speak."

"Damn. Didnt think of that."

"No. So we have to get you out of here now."

"Look, running aint my thing boss, you know that. Mary and I are going to throw down. Why not get it over with?"

"Because you're not a Slayer at the moment. Because the prophesy talks about slayers confronting each other. Doing it now is just foolish."

"I thought you didnt want me to be a Slayer. Didnt you say that it was just putting me in danger and that I could make a difference in other ways?"

"But.." The mayor pauses for a moment. "I know you're not going to listen to me, so I may aswell help you."

Faith pumps the air with a fist. "Ha. Yeah! I knew you'd come round."

Casey pipes up with, "Do I get a vote?"

Faith and the Mayor turn and look at you.

Faith says "No."

The Mayor looks appraisingly at Casey and says, "Depends what you have to say."

Casey continues "Er, no offence, but demons aren't usually regarded the most trustworthy of people, and, like, if I wanted Faith to do something, I might consider just telling her not to.... so... yeah."

"Well, I assure you I have no interest in having Mary and Faith fight, so maybe you could be a little more to the point and a little less with the uneducated generalisations."

Casey looks pissed for a second. "Fine. Faith, why don't you head for Canada or something, become a gym trainer? It gets you the hell away from all the official trouble and talking about trying to fight a Slayer..."

The Mayor agrees "Yes, I think the boy has something there. You have no need to stay here. Its just foolish and dangerous."

Faith shakes her head. "No can do. Sorry C, your girl has something of mine and Im gunna get it back."

The mayor shakes his head. "You mean the dragon blade? Oh if thats all, I'll arrange to get you another one. I mean they are rare, but they arnt unique."

"NO!" Faith snaps back, angry "You gave it to me. ME. Either way, if Im the Slayer then you gave it to me. If Im not the Slayer then you still gave it to me. Whatever really happened, I remember that. Its a present from YOU and Im not letting Mary steal that."

The Mayor steps forward, "Oh, be resonable...."

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