[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=f49ac2]Faith Masters[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]http://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvoxqeiHjL1qjejg2o1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=f49ac2]Location:[/color][/b] Oak Tree
[b][color=f49ac2]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]

Faith was now looking forward to the reset. Not only would they begin training, but Belladonna would be sticking around. Faith was fascinated by her, but she had to be cool. She couldn't let herself get worked up. Instead, she turned to face the children as Gilbert began bidding them a good night. She found herself oddly enjoying the time she spent with the kids. She still didn't like the snot-nosed, dirty things, but they moved up a few notches in her eyes. [color=F49AC2]"Goodnight, ya little gremlins. Remember what we talked about!"[/color]

She turned as the pale woman spoke to her, along with the others. The question was probably one everyone was itching to ask. But James spoke up and his version of his timeline ran along hers. [color=F49AC2]"Hey, I was in the same boat. But, why not just call a spade a fucking spade? The dead came back to life and started attacking the living and we had to kill them or be killed in return. And often times, the living were more dangerous. Had to move around a lot, do things I wasn't proud of, but I lived. Well, until....you know. Now I'm here."[/color]

Faith grimaced. She realized that, per custom, she would have to ask in return about Andromeda's timeline. Truth was, she didn't care really. [color=F49AC2]"So....how was...your timeline?"[/color] The question was awkward and she felt awkward and she really wanted to punch something now. Bart looked like a likely candidate.