BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Carly, open to all
Where: The Sugar Shack
When: Wednesday evening


Being part of a now-official group of doctors helping supernatural beings and vicims was damn cool. But it also had it's drawbacks. Like today, when, in an OR locked from the inside, she hit a gusher while showing the others on her team how to do a bypass on a two-hearted, 350 lb Lorvak demon. Ever been covered, neck to feet, in what amounted to enough green slime to make a Nickolodeon vet yammer? Well. As of now, Carly has.

Finally showered (and GOD, the shower she took was like the one Cher took in freakin' Silkwood, lemme tell ya) and changed into jeans and a purple sweatervest over a pink t-shirt, the young doctor walked into her favorite after-work escape, and walked to the counter, grabbing her now-traditional extra-large double mocha latte that they always made as soon as they saw her walk in the door. With a little smile, the dead-tired girl just dropped down into a seat at the first empty table she saw.

WHO: All Watchers
WHEN: Saturday morning
WHERE: Via email

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Who: Christina Lowell, OT any watchers
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack (basement)
When: Wednesday afternoon

All this travelling was REALLY starting to mess with Christina's head. The girl had left her native Australia about a year ago, and had started training with the Watcher's Academy in London. Not long after she began though, the Academy had been decimated in an attack, almost everyone she knew killed. Luckily, she'd been on a short vacay back home at the time.... but she stayed in London even after the attack. Hoping, somehow, that some form of the Council had survived.

After searching, and searching, she finally found the proof she'd wanted: Rupert Giles was restarting the Council in the States. After contacting him, she quickly packed her most important belongings and headed to Los Angeles.

As far as excitement goes, there was a lot. The young blonde hadn't even figured out where she was goign to stay yet. She figured a hotel would do until she could find someplace close to their headquarters. So when she found out that 'headquarters' was the basement of a coffee shop? She was a little shocked. Still, she understood. It was temporary. She needed to focus on the good things. Like hopefully getting her first Slayer soon. She sat down at the currently-empty meeting table, opening one of the many books Giles had stocked the basement with. And waited.

Who: Melody OT Regan HS students and teachers
What: Her first day on the job
Where: Regan HS
When: Monday mornin'

Melody was putting the finishing touches on her classroom. It wasn't like she had much. This being her first teaching job and everything. But she did have a movie poster of Pride and Prejudice, a coffee mug that said "Sexy girls read", and Shakespeare bobble-head that she'd picked up at a small thrift store not to far from her apartment.

Melody looked around the room. The classroom was small. The chalkboard was an old, faded shade of green. The ceiling was cracked, and the desks looked as if they could probably use a good scrubbing. Melody sighed, pushing her glasses up her nose. Sometimes, you just had to go with what they gave you.

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: Helen Holt OT: Anyone
Where: An old friend's, then The Tree
When: A few days after the Watcher's Meeting


After the meeting of the Watcher's Council, Helen sought out an old friend, old being the keyword. Although getting on in years, for a wizard that is, Bernard had become a close friend when the quirky Watcher had been in Earth's realm roughly a hundred years ago. Helen trusted him enough to look after the estate she had built before traipsing off after clues that could possibly help her people. The day after the meeting, the Watcher had found out from her old friend that ... she had a very tidy sum of money tucked away. Since one did not earn very much given her current occupation, Helen thought it prudent to procure other means of employment as well.

Thus, The Tree was created. If one was clever enough, Helen hoped that they would know the establishment was one to gain knowledge. The small shop she had bought was just right in housing the vast majority of books she had collected over the years and her travels. That, and the allure of warm, caffinated beverages would entice people to venture into the little shop. The furniture was varied, brought out from storage as was as varied as the books, although the more ... special ones were kept in back. Now ... all she needed was a few employee's ...

Who: Giles, OT all Watchers and other non-slayer employees of the Watcher's Council
Where: The HQ of the Council's Los Angeles branch
When: Tuesday night


Well, it was certainly disguised well enough, Giles thought as he walked into the building that was made to look, from the outside, like a boring box-making company. As he got inside, he walked directly towards the meeting room, armed with a list of concerns and suggestions regarding both his Slayer, and all the others currently active in Los Angeles. He hadn't been told exactly what this meeting was to encompass, or what the urgency was... only that he'd recieved a call from Ms. Fitzgibbon's assistant (supposedly all LA area employees recieved the same call...), asking him to show up at 8pm on Tuesday night for an important meeting.

While Giles was thankful that the new people running the Council were more concerned about the safety of the girls working for it, he grudgingly thought of them as very inexperienced in the art of running a large organization.

Stuffing his hands into the pockets of his tweed jacket, he leaned against the far wall, trying not figet as he waited to see who else showed up.

Who: Catherine, Wesley, Melodie, and Gwen
Where: Gwen and Skylar's Place
When: Tuesday, December 2

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