BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Remmie and Frank
Where: The Beach House
When: Monday Evening, January 31

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Who: Catherine, and introducing Keegan, with an appearance by Frank
Where: The Streets of L.A. then LAGH
When: Monday, Very Early Morning, January 24

"Looking for some company, Mister." Keegan asked of the guy who wandered on by her as she leaned back against the brick wall of a random building. When the guy seemed to slow in his step the teen pushed off from the wall to bridge the brief distance between them with a couple steps. "Fifty for half an hour." Keegan quoted her price when she reached the guy only to recoil in horror when the guy made a slow, awkward turn to face her. As the guy with the disfigured face reached out as if to grab for the teen, Keegan back-stepped and then turned in an attempt to flee. Which wasn't exactly a good thing for the girl as in her attempt to get away from the man, Keegan stepped off the walk and into the street in the direct path of a pair oncoming headlights. All she found herself doing was stare wide eyed at the oncoming vehicle like a deer caught up in the path of headlights.

It was way too late for Catherine to be driving, but she'd had a very long night out with some friends after a night of patrolling, and she just hadn't felt up to doing the walking when she met them at Avarice, so she had driven. Catherine didn't drive very often for a reason: mainly because she sucked at it. Apparently none of her coordination went toward a driving skill. She had seen the girl coming, but couldn't *quite* stop quick enough, although her reflexes managed to help it so that she didn't completely slam into the poor girl, turning her insides into a gel. It was more of a hard push than a slam. Worried, Catherine put the car into park and ran out of the car to the girl she had just hit. "Oh god, are you alright?" she asked, bending down to check on her.

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Who: Frank and Remmie
Where: Frank and Remmie's Home
When: Christmas Eve

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Who: Remmie and Frank
Where: Frank's Beach House
When: Sunday Morning - September 19

Fire falling from the sky was probably the scariest thing Remmie had ever experienced. So startled and fearful of the flaming balls that shot down from the sky was Remmie that the teen took the only course she felt open to her. And that was to flee the beach house and escape into the ocean where she knew she'd be safe. That was almost ten days ago.

When the first rays of sunlight brightened the morning, Remmie found herself returning to the land above the ocean. Specifically a beach house she had been welcomed to live in during her first stay on dry land. It seemed the rain of fire was no longer a threat, but no sooner had Remmie entered the house and dressed in a set of clothes Frank had brought for her then the teen felt the house vibrate and shake beneath her feet. So startled by the unexpected movement Remmie let out a shriek of a scream finding herself momentarily without the mobility to move.

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Who: Frank and Remmie
Where: Frank's Home
When: Sunday Afternoon, Sept. 5th


Frank had just finished an eighteen hour shift at the hospital, and looked forward to having something to drink and then sleeping for the next twelve hours. Of course, he doubted that he would be able to do that, since he had a teenager running around his home now, and, if he remembered what it was like with his sisters, he doubted that he would be coming home to a quiet house. Of course, the fact that she probably wasn't human meant that anything could have happened to his home while he was gone. He just hoped that it wasn't on fire. If it wasn't burning down to the ground, then he felt that he could deal with just about anything else right now.

During Frank's absence from the beach house Remmie had taken a long swim in the ocean in the very wee hours of the morning. With the beach being deserted at such an early hour there was no chance that anyone would have seen the blond run into the incoming waves or spot the mermaid that appeared a brief moment later. Remmie could only go so long before she needed to return to the ocean for at least a couple hours to keep herself from becoming ill.

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Who: Frank and Carly
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: Tuesday Afternoon, Aug. 31st

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Who: Remmie and Fransisco
Where: The Beach and then Frank's Beach House
When: Early Saturday Morning - August 27

Remmie slowly started to push herself up from the sand bed. Rising up to her feet was a bit of a struggle for the naked teen mermaid as she was unaccustomed to the limbs she now found herself with. The transformation from the fish like tail that was a normal part of her body to two long, muscular limbs her occurred when the warmth of the sun started to dry her body as the mergirl lay on the beach. Remmie smiled to herself when she took one unsteady step, and then another, and then another managing not to fall flat back down onto the sandy blanket of the beach. It took another three or four unsteady steps before the girl seemed to balance herself quite well on the two legs.

Frank was out for a walk in the early morning. He had only gotten off from his shift at LAGH a few hours earlier, but was still too wired to sleep at the moment. He was hoping that a walk would help him unwind, and, since he lived nearby, he wouldn't possibly endanger anyone by trying to drive home afterward.

Any thoughts of calming down and possibly going to sleep soon when he noticed the naked teen walking shakily on the beach. He rushed over and made sure to keep his eyes above her neck. "Miss? Are you alright?"

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Who: Frank OT Anyone
Where: Jolt! Coffee Shop (Chloe's isn't open this late, I believe)
When: About three a.m., Wednesday Morning, 4/14

It had been another long night in the ER for Frank. So, to make sure that he didn't crash into a telephone pole on his way home, his first stop was the 24 hour coffee shot, Jolt! Coffee. Sure, Chloe's Sugar Shack had better coffee, but he wasn't sure if the place was open so late. So, he would have to settle for a slightly lower product for the fact that he could get it on his own time.

He had just walked into the shop when he heard the barista gasp and point outside. He turned around to see that frogs were starting to fall from the sky. Well, this was certainly interesting. First the water turned to blood a few months ago and now it's raining frogs.

Frank himself actually walked up to the window and watched as the frogs came falling to the ground. This wasn't a good thing. The only person he knew that would know something about this was either Carly or Liz. He wondered if a call would be in order to them at this moment.

Who: Frank and Carly
Where: LAGH Cafeteria
When: Thursday Afternoon, Nov. 13

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Who: Dr. Elizabeth Todd, open to all members of her "secret" team
Where: LAGH
When: Backdated to Saturday night

Talk about sheer, unadulterated CHAOS.

Wesley had called Elizabeth, in what (for Wesley, at least) amounted to a panic, saying that a very important, very public figure in both the regular AND supernatural community had been severely wounded, and needed her help. Quickly, Liz grabbed Carly McDonald, the one person she knew that had real experience treating supernatural beings (and the one who would be teaching the rest of them), and sent her to the scene for damage control. In the meantime, while she waited for Carly to get back with Ben in the ambulance, she ran to gather her team.

A few of them, like Jacob and Claudia, had already had a good idea what they were getting into. The others, like Danny, had more or less been told that something major, and top secret, was going on... and that if they wanted in on something huge, they had to trust her, be open-minded, and say NOTHING.

And now? As Carly swiftly rushed the gurney which Ben's unconcious form layed upon into the OR that Liz had reserved, Dr. Todd looked at the team that had managed to come together in here.

"Alright, people, I only have time to say this ONCE, and until this is over, you'll have to take everything I say as gospel. The moment our patient is out of danger, I will answer any questions: This is Benjamin Kenneth Bale. Most of you know him as a highly public owner of two local clubs, and a music promoter. He is also a lycanthrope, a human being who can, at will, change his form to that of a wolf, and a half-man, half-wolf beast. As you can see, victim is suffering from a GSW to the back, as well as having fifteen silver spikes stabbed into various organs of his body."

She began removing Ben's clothing as she spoke, to inspect the wounds. 

"Looks to be possibly severe damage to the lungs, kidneys,  liver, gallbladder, and the tendons in his biceps & thighs. Luckily, his heart was totally missed. Dr. McDonald has already treated him a salve that will restart his rengererative system, which in lycanthropes is approximately fifteen to twenty times that of a normal human."

As Liz addressed the team, Carly began applying several types of medication that, frankly, not ONE of them had ever seen nor heard of, while Liz began helping apply pressure to the wounds.

"You are all here to observe. Because we need you. People like Mr. Bale here need to recieve care as well, as do people like us that are victims of supernatural attacks. Dr. McDonald is working on getting us government clearance to do this as well, so that we won't have to work as some secret society. But I trust each one of you with this. And we need to be a team here."

Who: Frank and Liz
Where: LAGH Cafeteria
When: Monday Evening, Oct. 19

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Who: Liz, open to all doctors/nurses
Where: LAGH cafeteria
When: Saturday night

For the first time in weeks, Elizabeth Todd felt like she had real focus. She had at least one person on her side going into this new experiment, and she knew Bronte's friend was going to be transferring, and was interested in helping. It was a good start... now she just had to start working on others. Feeling them out, seeing who were viable candidates.

Luckily, she knew she had Wesley's support, which meant the world to her. And now that Alice was on her side, with the respect and pull SHE had around the hospital... maybe this actually had a chance.

Sitting down at an empty table near the front of the cafeteria, Liz took a relaxing breath, and set her lunch tray down to eat. She'd been working so hard today... suddenly bland meat loaf, cardboard that they called mashed potatoes, and mushy carrots managed to look DIVINE.