out there beyond the wall

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Who: Crowley and Faye
What: Seeing what breaks first
When: Sunday evening
Where: Room 1007
Rating: PG13?


This hanging in limbo thing was killing her.  Which, was generally very true, but she clung to this fact with an especially determined strength now, as she made her way down the hall. Tugged along behind her was a little red wagon full of plants, packed neatly together so that no leaves wouldn't get pinched as they bounced along.

She couldn't keep up this uncertain tug of war anymore, so... she needed to go face the end of this particular rope. Fast-forward to reaching the end of it. That's what she told herself as she reached the door and hesitated outside of it, as if she imagined that it was going to magically open on its own.

She just focused on this one thought, this one goal, and refused to give any validity to those other, far more sneaky, ones-- the ones that she had to trick herself out of paying attention to. She wasn't here hoping for anything else but giving her plants back. She wasn't.

When she finally felt secure in this fact, she picked up her arm and knocked on the door.

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She toed her boots off of her feet, and tucked her legs up onto the couch. On one hand, it was a sign of her being able to relax just a bit, and a sign of her wanting to draw more defensively in on herself on the other.

Even though she could probably just do it herself, she dropped a hint for him to do it by nudging her glass toward him. Fill 'er up.

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Which of the two it was a sign for, he'd just have to guess. Still, he refiled her glass, handing it over to her. He let the silence stay for a while. It made a pleasant change from all the shouting.

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Settling back with the glass didn't come easily, but she faked it. Pretending to get comfortable, like she could trick herself into it if she looked the part enough.

The silence did help, in a way. She generally wasn't a fan of it, but it was nice to breathe after the verbal sparring.

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Of course, the problem with silence was that neither of them were very good at keeping it. Crowley fidgeted for a few moments, before finally looking her way.

"So. You're still going to live in the town?"

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Something about that question, and him being the one to ask it, caused a little pang of something she couldn't quite identify. For once, she almost wished he would put his shades back on. Apparently, she used that barrier almost as much as he did.

She almost defensively snapped that of course she was, because nothing had changed, but even she couldn't fool herself into that one. Something had changed, and it wasn't something small.

"...I still can't stand to be here. Not while they're playing their stupid games."

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He knew, as much as he wished to hide behind his shades, not wearing them was the better way to get any sort of answer from her. It put them both out there in the open, with no way to escape.

"Fine. Then at least tell me where I can find this Vicious and end the annoying little twat."

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"You can't 'end' him."

She chidingly spit it out, and then bothered to think about it-- both about the fact that Crowley was implying that he might actually hurt someone intentionally, and about how much she really meant what she said. In her mind, you couldn't end Vicious. The fact that he would just come back here aside, he was more this endless ghost to her than an actual flesh-and-blood man.

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Crowley snapped his fingers, a spark of Hellfire coming to life between them.

"Do you want to take bets on that, Faye? I'm pretty certain I would win it."

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Between what was already going on in her head, and what came to mind when he did that, she suddenly found herself exceedingly uncomfortable.

She reached out and lightly pushed his hand away.

"Stop it."

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At her touch, the fire instantly fizzled out. He frowned, giving her a questioning look. What WAS it with her and this bloke?

"What? You'd rather I let him roam about free, attacking you whenever he feels like it? You know I can't stand by and let that happen, Faye."

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"I don't need more idiots running around and trying to kill each other, okay? That's just what I'm trying to stay away from."

She managed some amount of snark in her voice, but it couldn't quite cover the fact that she actually meant it.

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Crowley gave her a pointed look. The snark didn't fool him, not one bit, he'd known her for far too long for that to have even the most remote chance of working.

"I can't die, remember?"

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Ugh, she had to look away again, fishing out a new cigarette, to keep her eyes from meeting his.

"Just knock it off, okay?"

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He reached out to take it from her, not allowing her to find some distraction away from this conversation.

"So what do you expect me to do? Sit back and do nothing? What if he goes after you again? What then?"

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Oh, damn you. She shot him a glare as he plucked it from her fingers.

"I don't know!"

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He kept his eyes on her, still refusing to let her back out and away.

"Exactly. So let me deal with this, before it becomes more of a problem."

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"You're not going to help anything! You're just going to make it worse."

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"Then what do you expect me to do, Faye?"

The question was honestly asked. He wnated her to tell him what she expected of him. If she wnated him to stand back and let her get attacked again, or if she wanted him to do something...anything to stop that from happening again.

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"I don't know, just..." She huffed and pulled a hand through her hair. She'd been dwelling on this topic for weeks, and hadn't come up with an answer that made sense.

"We'll figure that out if it happens, I guess."

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"And what if he kills you next time?"

It had slipped out before he could stop himself. It was what was playing through his mind, though. He'd had to deal with two dead lovers already, he refused to have to handle a third.

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"Then I'll kill him back!"

Maybe if she just pretended that they were talking about someone else, gave the answers she would give if it had been about someone else, the conversation would be allowed to wrap up without her thinking anymore about this.

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Crowley clapped his hands, slowly and deliberately.

"Oh well done, great logic there, Faye. One question. How do you plan to kill him when you're already dead?"

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Apparently, there was only so much of this topic that she could stand to talk about, and Crowley just pushed her over that line. Everything comes out in a rush.

"People come back, here, remember?

Which, is the whole reason why you doing anything about this is just going to make it worse. Even if you get rid of him once, Vicious destroys things. He'll come back and ruin whatever he can get his hands on."

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The demon sat back, watching her for what seemed like an eternity.

"Fine," he relented at last. "But I don't like this plan, not one bit."

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She was taking that cigarette back now, thank you.

"I'm not exactly thrilled about it, myself."