Here Boy~ [Completed]

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Character(s): Faye and Ein.
Content Faye goes to find human!Ein.
Setting: Paixao Central Station [J6]
Time: Wednesday2.
Warnings: Probably a bit of foul language on Faye's part :|

Faye slipped off of the train with no mishap. She wasn’t sure how they worked, nor did she know if she should have paid before getting on. It didn’t really matter – she would have found her way on regardless of her lack of money or if anyone had tried to stop her. Grinning at her little achievement, she remembered why she had gotten on the thing in the first place and frowned. Right… Ein. Human Ein.

“This is insane,” she groaned to herself, pushing past the other people in the area and heading away from the bustle and noise. She heard Ed was here. She knew Spike was here. And yet here she was, looking for the stupid mutt. In human form. She didn’t really believe it, but the conversation she had with him the night before… just hurt her head.

Well… stranger things had happened.

Able to get a pretty good view of the crowd, Faye cupped her hands to her mouth and yelled. “Ein! Eiiiiin! C’mere, boy!” She felt people staring and bared her teeth at them. Oh god, she really was going crazy. “Ein!!”

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"I'm getting better!" Ein insisted, holding the journal out of Faye's reach. He would have said more, but he leaned too far to one side in an attempt to escape Faye's clutches and fell over. The journal clattered to the ground a few feet away, causing Ein to yelp and make a mad scramble for it before Faye got hold of it.

((ooc: You can go ahead and snatch it. X3))

[yellowhotpants.livejournal.com]

"So? You still type worse than a drunk," she growled, annoyed that he dare try to stop her from taking the journal. With relative ease she nabbed it from its position on the floor and tucked it under her arm, smiling. She'd give it back - the thing had no value - but she was going to be the one to bug Spike.

Opening her own journal, Faye brought up the messaging program. Ignoring the hints of a major headache on the verge of arrival, she searched for his name and began to type. The ass better respond, or else she'd... find something horrible to do to him.

((ooc: Hey, would you mind starting a new thread so that Spike can join on in? :D ))

[data-dogg.livejournal.com]

((Sure! ..Oh wait, you mean me? ...Right now? >.>))

[yellowhotpants.livejournal.com]

((Would that be okay? I can always do it! XD ))

[data-dogg.livejournal.com]

((Yeah, it's okay. I'll do it over lunch. *is at work right now*))