BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Eve and Deanna
Where: Eve's Apartment
When: Friday Morning, 3/11

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Who: Eve and Kayla
Where: Saints & Sinners
When: Thursday Night, 3/10

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Who: Deanna and Eve
Where: Eve's Place
When: Monday Night, 3/7

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Who: Eve and Deanna
Where: Avarice
When: Monday Evening, 1/10

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Who: Eve and Deanna
Where: Avarice
When: Friday Night, 11/19

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Who: Eve and Valentina
Where: Eden
When: Wednesday Evening, 11/17

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Who: Eve and Rozenwyn
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: Nov. 8th, Evening

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Who: Jack, Mere, Ben OT Anyone who wants to audition for Pat's dating show
Where: Avarice
When: Wednesday Morning through Afternoon

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Who:. Eve and Lydia
Where: Avarice
When:. Sept. 24, Evening

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Who: Eve and Deanna
Where: Saints & Sinners
When: Aug. 27th, Evening

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Who: Ash and Eve
Where: Eden
When: Saturday Night, 4/24

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Who: Brayden and Eve
Where: Saints and Sinners
When: Friday Night, 4/2

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Who: Eve and Ash
Where: Saints and Sinners
When: Friday Night, 2/19

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Who: Eve and Scarlett
When: Friday Night, 2/12
Where: Saints and Sinners
( Ah, so you have a boyfriend? )

Who: Eve and Gwen
Where: Avarice
When: Monday night


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Who: Mere and Eve
Where: Avarice
When: Saturday Evening (Backdated)

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Who: Ben and Eve
Where: Saints & Sinners
When: Saturday afternoon (October 3)


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Who: Eve OT Lucie
Where: Eden
When: Thursday night

A club named Eden. A demon named Eve. It really was just too much to pass up. All she needed was to find her personal Adam for the evening and she could show him a few delights even the Tree of Knowledge wouldn't have given up. The place was pretty well packed for a Thursday night and, as she sucked a cherry into her mouth and idly used her tongue to tie a knot in the stem, her eyes narrowed into slits as she gazed around, feeling out the energy at the bar.

She was dressed in white tonight, and with a face as angelic as hers, she carried off the innocent look well. That was, if inspiring men to want to defile something so young and pure was "carrying it off well".

And that was when she felt it, that not-so-subtle shift in energy that had her wanting to slam her head against the bar…or run for cover. "Fucking great," she sighed under her breath and then motioned for the bartender. "Bring me a double."

Who: Eve and Candi
Where: Jim's Pub
When Sunday night

( Lookin' for love in all the wrong places.... )

Who: Eve OT all
Where: Avarice
When: Sunday night

It was hard to remember that there'd once been a time when she could take the shape of any man's desire. Life had been easy back then. She'd spent her days basking in the slow chaos that unfolded around her wherever she went, in the freedom of uninhibited lust – the sexual awakenings and strong desires that took root to the exclusion of any other, in watching the descent of society from morally grounded to aggressive and passionate, crazed by a hunger to satiate the most primal of needs.

Or, that was what she would have done had she had any skill at all at being evil. In the grand scheme of things, Eve wasn't sure where she landed, but she liked to think of herself as a black sheep, a rebel without a cause, the kid with issues taking shit from authority-figures. She had the potential to be very powerful. She could have brought whole armies of men to their knees, men who would have willingly relinquished their souls for one night of pleasure with her, but for one small, obsessive flaw….

She'd perfected her devil-may-care (ha) aura centuries ago, and look what it had gotten her. She was a five hundred year old demon stuck in a barely-legal body. It wouldn't have been so bad, she supposed – after all, no matter what era, these silly humans had a carnal proclivity toward youth – but it severely limited her ability to adapt to the job. Every time she thought about it, a little pout would mar her pretty mouth. Punished, all because she'd fallen in love with a mortal. Okay, she supposed there was more to it than that. She'd been well on the path to making a name for herself, to reaping the rewards for defiling the soul of a truly pious, truly prominent man, but when confronted with the certainty that he would have given up everything in the face of her temptation, she was – as she so often had been in the past – incapable of damning him for all eternity. She'd even gone so far as to protect him from others of her kind, and that was what had landed her here, stripped of all her shapeshifting abilities and tied to the earthly plane…until she could find a way to repent for her transgressions.

It sucked so hard, especially since she'd had to admit to herself that she wasn't exactly an evil mastermind. She had a devious streak a mile wide, and if she could have willed herself into raining down misery on the souls of innocents, she would have done it in a heartbeat. However, no matter how hard she planned these things out, it never turned out right. Something good – literally, good - always seemed to come from her misdeeds. The best laid plans of mice and men….

Oh well. It was a problem that could be solved another day. For tonight, a demon still needed sustenance, and only one thing could give Eve what she needed.