BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Chloe and Bella
Where: The Van Warren residence
When: Monday afternoon (November 23)

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Who: Jarrod and Kat (TBC)
Where: Avarice
When: Friday night (November 20)

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Who: Neely and Rachelle
Where: Rachelle’s Apartment
When: Backdated to Wednesday Morning, Nov. 18th (around 10am)

( And Asking for More Time )

Who: Brett & Nevada
Where: Their home
When: Saturday evening (Nov. 21)

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Who: Giles and introducing Melody Woodward
What: Settling in
Where: Melody's apartment, later Giles' house
When: Back-dated a couple weeks.
( She was settling in surprisingly well... )

Who: Jarrod and Clarity
Where: The parking lot of Reagan High
When: Friday afternoon

WHO: Xander, OT Janie (and anyone who might drop by)
WHEN: Saturday night
WHERE: Chloe's Sugar Shack

Xander bought himself and Janie drinks and pastries at the counter and settled at his favorite table, near the window. He was feeling a bit less paranoid, now; there had been no repeat performances, no other shadowy strangers shooting at him on the way home from work, or anyone else for that matter.

The plan was to have a nice, normal evening. Coffee, then a movie ... maybe dinner afterwards, if they were hungry.

He smiled at Janie as he slid her drink across the table to her. "One good thing about this place, you pretty much know your drink is already sweet enough."

Who: Bella OT Damien
Where: Damien's home
When: Sunday afternoon (November 22)

It was a rare afternoon when Bella had nothing to do and what plans she had to get some training in (usually without Damien's prior knowledge or consent – did she really think he lived and breathed to be at her beck and call?) didn't get sidetracked. Today, however, was one of those afternoons, and the Slayer had shown up to Damien's home in an almost microscopic denim skirt and a silky, slinky black halter top that laced across her back and left more skin bare total than it actually covered. She was a few inches taller, owing to the Manolo's strapped around her ankles, and her dark hair cascaded freely in wild, tousled waves around her shoulders. It had been…another late morning…and she'd showered at Damon's, tossed her clothes from the previous night back on, and had only stopped in at the Van Warren household long enough to grab her gym bag and run back out.

It was quite possible her appearance might make it look like the young Watcher had ordered up an afternoon delight, but…whatever.

Stifling a yawn, she hit the doorbell a few times, purposefully being annoying.

Who: Damon and Luke
Where: Damon's apartment (rooftop) and then the streets of LA
When: Saturday morning, early (November 21)

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Who: Ash, OT Sam
Where: The Sugar Shack
When: Friday evening


Ash was feeling a little more hyped today than he had lately. Despite the state of how slowly his powers were coming back, and his occasional mood setbacks, today was a good day of training. Buffy was coming along wonderfully, and despite her somewhat late start, was getting to be one of the top learners now.

So now, after training was over, Ash stopped, as usual, at the coffee shop which they trained under, relaxing at a small table as he looked over the notes he'd taken while watching Buffy train, and sipped at the latte he'd grabbed.

Who: Azreal OT: Lucie & Willow
Where: Avarice
When: Friday evening (Nov. 20)

The fallen angel felt...out of place in this club. Despite actually dressing for the occasion in more than his usual suit, tie, and trench coat, Avarice was by far, not his scene. Give him a bar or an English pub that played blues any day. At any rate, Azrael was dressed in a lightweight dark gray sweater, dark jeans, and boots, standing next to Lucie who was, of course, dressed to the nines.

Who: Brandon and Catherine
When: Thursday, Nov. 19
Where: Brandon's Place

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Who: Mere and Devon
Where: Devon's House
When: Thursday Evening, Nov. 19

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Who: Damon and Patience
Where: The Daily Grind
When: Thursday night (November 19)


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Who: Jason and Cassie (TBC)
Where: Avarice
When: Friday night (November 20)

To Cassie, this was her idea of heaven. Hanging out in a hot club (Avarice) with a gorgeous, popular boy (Jason), and for once, being the girl that OTHER girls looked at with envy. She was far too used to being on the other side of that. But tonight? Damn. She looked GOOD. The young girl was in a shiny red skirt she'd had Lucy help her pick out, that showed off her legs without being too snug (as really, cute as Cassie was, she didn't have much of a figure, curves-wise), and a tight red blouse they'd found at Macy's that was cut juuuust low enough to reveal a hint of the swell of her small breasts. Along with the superb makeup job Lucy's done on her, Cassie, if she didn't mind saying so herself, looked DAMN fine tonight.

Jason was glad to be out. He was even more glad that it was a Friday evening before a long holiday. It was like he was able to completely relax and with Cassie by his side, everything felt better. The music was good, the food was good, and there was a distinct lack of drama going on. (At least as far as he was concerned.) With one arm draped over Cassie's shoulders, he leaned back in his seat and held her close.

"Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaason..." she coo'ed sweetly, looking up at him with those big, bright blue eyes. "I see those wheels a-turnin' up there... penny for your thoughts?" She snuggled into him, wondering to herself what he had been thinking (if anything) about their relationship. They'd been going out a lot, but nothing had ever been made... official. She'd never heard him refer to her as his girlfriend, or anything like that, and she was starting to wonder exactly WHAT it was they had.

He laughed at the way she said his name and looked down at her, his brows arched. "No idea what you're talking about, Cass." And if he had any idea that she was wondering – or had been wondering – about the status of their "relationship," he didn't show it. Truth was, he liked hanging out with Cassie. She was easy to get along with and she was so unlike every other girl he knew. Maybe that was why he hadn't bothered to define anything. It just hadn't crossed his mind that they might need to. Tucking her hair behind her ear, he flashed her one of his trademark grins. "Did I tell you how great you look tonight?"

Who: Mackenzie OT Ash and Giles
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: Thursday, late afternoon - November 19

Mac sat nervously in a corner table at the back of Chloe's Sugar Shack, her eyes continually ticking toward the door each time she heard it open, while she waited for Ash to get them a couple caffienated drinks. He had spoken to someone earlier that he said would be able to help her and a meeting had been set up by Ash so the person could talk to her. Being in a public place didn't exactly calm Mac's anxieties or fears that she might be found and taken back to the place she had escaped from. Even with Ash there to protect her as he more then once tried to assure the girl he could do.

Who: Meegs and Neely
When: Backdated to Tuesday night, Nov. 17th (around 10pm)
Where: Avarice

( For some dancin' and conversation )

Who: Iris and Ben
Where: Avarice
When: Thursday Night, Nov. 19

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Who: Jaide and Giles(OT Continuation)
Where: Watchers Temp Space Beneath Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: Monday Evening - November 17

Jaide had gotten a tea and cup of coffee at Chloe's after recieving a message from Rupert to meet her in the coffee shop's basement which, according to her father, was currently doubling as the Watchers meeting place/Slayers training area. Jaide was still semi reluctant to join the organization, but repeated attempts by Rupert to pull her into things was slowly wearing the demon hunter down. The Giles family had been a part of the Watchers for decades and with Jaide being the next generation Giles it was only expected that she join the ranks of the "club". "Rupert?" The blonde called out when she reached the bottom of the stairs unsure if the guy was already there or if she had shown up before him.

"I'm here, Jaide." Giles said with a calm smile, nodding to her. He was actually alone for now, waiting for Faith to arrive for a short training session. He looked stuffy as ever, usual tweed suit and calm demeanor hiding the ruthless warrior within. "Glad you could make it. I.... really do think you could make an amazing watcher."

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Who: Marlowe and Wesley
Where: Wesley's Home
When: Monday Afternoon, Nov. 16

What an insane week. Between what happened to Benjamin Bale, Skylar actually calling him and asking for help, and having to have Liz basically run off in the middle of an evening together made for a confusing time. Now, however, from what Liz had told him (Skylar didn't' seem to call unless she needed something), Ben was doing much better and would more than likely be going home today. Good for them, he supposed.

He walked into the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea when he saw Marlowe in there. While he had said that she could stay with him and Gwen, he actually hadn't had much of a change to talk to her. Something that he had continuously kept meaning to rectify, but things had gotten busy quick. "Hello, Marlowe," he said to her as he walked in.

"Hey Wesman." Marlowe returned with a grin glancing up from the sandwich she was in the process of making while seated at the table. She seemed to have settled in and made herself quite comfortable in the man's house, but that was something she was hoping to rectify with finding employment soon and another place to live.

( For a little intervention )