Scotland, 2004--Sunday Morning, Main Kitchen

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The kitchen was fully stocked with breakfast items. Oatmeal, bacon, sausages, eggs, tomatoes, onions, mushrooms, potatoes, plus the makings for pancakes or waffles, if someone was so inclined. For the less alive crowd, there were also bags of orangutan and pig's blood in the refrigerator. Probably best not to ask how those got there so quickly.

Dawn was contemplating the ingredients and wondering if she wanted to attempt to make some scones.

[ooc: Last Scotland post! NFB and open to everyone here. No OCD. Departure portal will be handwaved, unless people want a post to say goodbyes.]

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"Yeah, we've got class things tomorrow, assuming time is running properly and we haven't missed a couple of years," she said, then offered, "But you can still come visit."

[neverfaithful.livejournal.com]

"Stuff like that time-thing happen a lot?" Faith shuddered. "Make a weekend trip and everybody's, like, older? That'd be trippy."

She munched a bit on her blood pancake - which was actually not too bad - before muttering, "and, yeah, you know, I'll have to drop by sometime. You know, when I'm around or whatever."

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"Xander--er, other Xander--went away for six months and ended up being about six years older," Dawn explained, "so I guess it could work in reverse?"

"We don't have any vampires, but there's always a chance of trolls. Hopefully no one'll try and talk you into babysitting."

[neverfaithful.livejournal.com]

"That's kinda scary. I mean, you can't ever leave, or else people might be, y'know. Older and shit." She shuddered a bit. "Don't think I've ever fought trolls. And you don't wanna leave me with kids. Trust me on that one, Dawnie."

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"Trolls sucked," she said bluntly, "And they kidnapped Sam, but the smackdown I got to help with was fun. And why not? I mean, not that I'm having them tomorrow, but you wouldn't let anything hurt them."

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Faith snorted at that. "Like hell I wouldn't. They started bugging me, I'd walk out and get some Jim Beam. Leave the door wide open in case they wanted to play in traffic."

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Dawn just shot her a look. There was no way Faith would let a little kid get hurt, no matter how much Faith might say otherwise.