BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Anyone with half an excuse to be there
Where: Regan High School Gym
When: Saturday Night, 4/17

Yay Prom Night! God, it was her Senior Year and Camille was ready for it to be over with! Too many freaks at this school. Hopefully they would weed out some of the weirdos at the private college that she was attending in the fall. Still, with only a few weeks left of school (seniors finished early), she might as well enjoy it. With her date, one of the cute jocks from the football team, and her perfect dress. Tonight had better be perfect for her, or someone was going to pay dearly.

The gym was decorated fairly well. The junior class, who was always tasked with putting on the Prom, had picked out a 'Spring is in the Air' theme, which, lucky for them, matched well with Camille's dress so her pictures would turn out good and she wouldn't clash with the background. The gym was decorated with lots of pink and purple flowers, and fake trees were set up everywhere in an effort to give the gym a 'spring' feel.

Who: Clem and David (OT Continuation)
Where: Avarice
When: Evening - Monday, April 12

Clem roared into the lot of Avarice on her Yamaha RT 180. Samson was suppose to be meeting her there, but her boyfriend wouldn't be getting to the club until a little bit later due to having worked late. Claiming a spot near the entrance of the club, Clem slid off the cycle and shook out the mass of thick, red locks after removing her helmet. The teen then made her way toward the Club's entrance.

The Beast, as he was commonly known, stood just inside the doors, watching to make sure nobody started any trouble. He was a true tower of terror, six-foot-ten of muscle, long hair, tattoos, and piercings, standing there with his arms crossed over his barrel chest, clad in a sleeveless Motorhead tee and black jeans with spiked combat boots.

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Who: Clementine and Samson
Where: The movies!
When: Monday, February 1st (Evening)

( Okay, so... he wasn’t a paragon of virtue, after all. )

Who: Clem and Camille
Where: Regan High School Hallway
When: Afternoon - After last class - Monday February 1st

( Bitch meets Bitch, One Night Only )

Who: Stuart OT: Clem
Where: Hollywood Forever Cemetery
When: Tuesday evening, around 9 PM (Dec. 22)

Stuart had showed up at Regan High again after school and said that she needed to meet him that night at 9 PM sharp. If he timed it right, Clem wouldn't have to wait long before seeing proof that creatures such as vampires, demons, and other darkness existed and that they prayed upon the weak. There was a weakness Stuart exploited in the cemetery's security and found the poor sod that had the unfortunate luck of being turned three days ago. It was probably not a wonderful idea that the older gentleman was hanging about the grave, but he'd instructed Clem on how to breach the security and where Mr. Monroe was buried. Now, all Stuart had to do was wait for his charge as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it up.

Who: Clem and Samson(Open to Continuation)
Where: Samson's place
When: Saturday Morning - December 19

It had been literally a week since Clem had laid eyes on Samson, sure they had talked quite often in the in between, but that wasn't the same for the teen as actually seeing the guy in the flesh. So after a quick shower and slip into a pair of jeans, green camouflage tee and pair of brown hiking boots Clem left the family home on her motorbike for the short ride to her boyfriend's place.

Parking on the street Clem covered the distance to the house in a brisk walk and when she rounded the side of the house that Samson's bedroom was located on the girl shimmied up the side to the ledge of the window to slide open the window she knew the guy never kept locked. It had been a habit he picked up back in Lexington when Clem started making early morning and late evening visits to his place back there. Crawling in through the open window, Clem closing it once she was inside, taking a moment to remove her boots before tracking ever so quietly over to the single bed in the room.

"Sammmiieee." The red head purred softly crawling up onto the bed then slithering her way up the lump beneath the covers til she was stretched out on top of him. "This is your morning wake up call. Wakey, wakey." She whispered out with a delicate kiss to his cheek.

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Who: Clem and Stuart
Where: Regan High - Parking Lot
When: Afternoon - Tuesday December 16

Last class of the day had finally let out and Clem was on her way out to the parking lot where she left her RT180. Balancing her helmet beneath one arm using the hand to hold the strap of her backback while shoving a couple books into it on her way, Clem zipped it closed then once the books were fit inside. Getting the shoulder strap slung over her shoulder Clem kept the helmet held in her hand as she crossed the lot to where her motorbike was parked.