BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Chaz and Auggie
Where: Sugar Shack
When: October 16
Status: Incomplete
( .Lycan Location. )

Who: Nichelle and August
Where: The Tameron Residence
When: Friday Afternoon, October 1st


Nichelle slowed along with the couple of cars in front of her to glance over at the crowd starting to gather on the walk to her right. Something seemed to be catching peoples attention and when the teen dared a glance up she caught sight of a figure standing at the edge of the rooftop. Her eyes went wide when the person, Nichelle not realizing it was a woman until the form plunged several stories to the ground below with a sicken sound. The woman's limbs twisted and bent at odd angles while blood started to slowly pool out and around the lifeless body. The sight itself was gruesome enough, but the scent that reached the teens senses was a bit more then the werepanther could stand. The smell of fresh blood and Shally simply did not mix. The scent tended to arouse the teens wild side. So the teen snatched the only option that seemed open to her. As soon as the opposite side of the road was clear, Nichelle pulled around the stalled vehicles in front of her and roared the red Camaro away from the suicide scene.

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Who: August Ridley OT: Anyone
Where: The Brig (bar)
When: Evening, Tuesday, September 28th

The Brig wasn't far from where he lived in Marina Del Rey, the closest marina to Los Angeles where his houseboat was located. He was still waiting on the glass he'd ordered after the disaster of both fire and earthquakes that did damage to the marina and his home. There was still plenty of mess for him to clean up, which was why he was in the bar before stopping by the boat for a few hours to continue making the place habitable again.

August was grateful that Jamie offered his old apartment to him for the duration of the detective's repairs, but he missed the sound of the ocean, the usual noises of the marina, and the subtle sway of the boat. He spent the last few nights wandering around the apartment and coupled with the fact that he'd just finished dealing with the funeral of his parents and a strange freak accident at Charlotte Valentine's apartment building...the detective needed a drink.

He sat at one of the tables in the bar, the Sam Adams he'd ordered untouched. Auggie stared intently at it in thought, his arms crossed and his chin resting on his forearms. The coroner's report had come back and apparently Ms. Valentine was right; Ronald Archer fell from the top of the building. All the physical evidence, despite the unusal comment about the man's heart, pointed in that direction.

Who: Charlotte and August
Where: Random street near Charlotte’s home
When: Monday, September 27th - Evening

( Charlotte Thinks So )