BtVS: Alternate Lives

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September 25th, 2010

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Some days, it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps and gettign out of bed

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WHO: Nica OT Chloe
WHEN: Saturday afternoon
WHERE: Nica and Vito's place, near Echo Park

Nica had been swamped with school work and her job at the club. Not tonight, though. Tonight, she had cleared her calendar, set aside her various school projects and asked Chloe over for a special one-on-one dinner.

"Kicking me out?" Vito asked, bemused. "But I pay the bills."

"It's just for the night," Nica had told him. "Take Anna somewhere nice for dinner, have some fun."

Vit and Anna had left, and Nica had made alfredo pasta with chicken and mushrooms, easy on the garlic (because it made kissing less pleasant), poured a couple glasses of white wine and called Chloe.

"You," she had said, "chica, come over! Now! I've got a surprise for you!"

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Happiness is a Hyper Dhampir


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Who: Stephanie & Lexi, OT anyone else and multiple threads
Where: Avarice
When: Ok, so, backdate this about a week or two. Please. Because I'm lame and took too long to do this scene proper.

Considering that Stephanie had, just a few days ago, not really known WHAT to do with her musical future (other than the idea of a Misfits cover band, which she STILL kind of wanted to do), to suddenly be sitting here, the new rhythm guitarist of Suicide Messiah, was a little bit mind-boggling to her. She knew who she wanted to tell first, obviously. But she couldn't just call Lexi and be all "OH HAY GUESS WHAT"... no, for something with this much meaning? She had to do it right. She called the other girl, asking her to meet at Avarice, where Steph sat there in an adorable black, slightly-puffy miniskirt with a snug Pikachu tee-shirt and black sneakers, a pitcher of non-alcoholic champagne ready for the two of them.

She bounced a little in her seat, almost audibly giggling to herself in excitement.