BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Lilah and Lindsey
Where: W&H Hospital
When: Friday Evening

It was sometime around Sun down Friday evening when Lilah,managed to break free of her paperwork. In the last two days since her lunch with Lindsey,she'd heard about just where the firm was keeping him,as well as small snippets of what had actually happened at the battle. Most of what she'd been hearing though was rumors,the only thing she knew for sure was that Lindsey was still alive and being kept in the firm's best in house hospital. Trying to get anything more than that from their boss Holland Manners was worse than pulling teeth. Besides asking him too many questions about Lindsey,was a sure fire way for Holland to start jumping to conclusions that he shouldn't.

So after finding out where Lindsey was, Lilah waited until after most of the firm's staff had gone home,before she dared to go down to the firm's private in house hospital. Getting to Lindsey's room had been less of an annoyance luckily,than trying to get answers out of Holland. Lilah walked down the hall a ways until she found a room with his chart next to the door. She'd been fully aware of the 'visiting hours',but at the moment she could've cared less. They wanted her out,they'd have to physically remove her,she'd decided on er way down to the hospital's level. After a quick glance around to make sure no one saw her, Lilah walked into his room.

Who: Holland Manners
Where: W&H Hospital
When: Thursday Evening

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Who: All involved in the W&H battle
Where: The alley behind The Sugar Shack, then Salacia
When: Wednesday morning, just before dawn

This was it. The more Rupert Giles thought about it... the more he feared that Ash's joke was actually RIGHT. He felt like he was leading his troops to The Alamo. He'd arrived first, followed closely by Ash, who he had open the portal to Salacia. They were all about to go into battle against the forces of Wolfram & Hart. Now... as he watched everyone arriving... he knew it was time. Do or die.

"Well... are we all ready? As much as it pains me to say it... it's time. I want each one of you to look inside... and realize why you're doing this."

He looked around at the gathering troops.

"For some of us... it's revenge. For others, it's the desire to protect innocents. Regardless of your reason.. you need to focus on that. Because once we get there... it's going to get hectic, incredibly fast. We know we're going to be outnumbered... but how badly will depend on Ami's team and how quickly they can bring down the door separating the inter-dimensional bridge from the main arena."

"To all of you... thank you. And please... be safe."

And with that... Giles walked into the portal, knowing the others would soon follow.

Who: Lindsey OT Lilah
Where: Lindsey's Office at W&H
When: Late Thursday Night, about midnight

Lindsey sighed and shut the book that he was reading. He was reading through yet another spell book for this upcoming battle with the Slayers. He hadn't expected to get so drawn into it, but it seemed that the higher ups had completely expected it, since they were the ones who suggested that others take his case load so that he could properly 'focus' on things to come. Talk like that scared the hell out of him, even though he didn't like to admit to that. Even he wasn't sure just how deep into this he was, but there was no turning back now.

Luckily, he had some aptitude with magic. It wasn't something that he had even known about until he started to work at Wolfram & Hart. They seemed to have done a screening test on everyone when they first signed up and let them know. Luckily for him, he had actually been trained to use it after he found out about it. Didn't think that he'd be using it so much lately, though.

Candi was hiding with him now, as well. He had wanted to strangle her for just leaving Faith there, not even bothering to check if she was dead or not. When you do a job, you make sure that you finish the job, and take out and stragglers who show up late to the show. She still had a lot to learn, but he had at thought that she might be able to learn it. Paige, on the other hand...well, let's just say that, the sooner she fit into an ash tray, the better, in his opinion. He was just glad that the firm had a 100% termination policy on vampires they hired as freelancers. Too bad she didn't know that.

Who: Lindsey and Ash
Where Caritas
When: A Few Nights After the Kevin/Paige Scene

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Who: Lindsey and Candice
Where: Candice's House
When: After the Slayer Meeting

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Who: Lucifer, Lindsey
Where: Paradise Bar Downtown Los Angeles
What: Lucie meeting with Lindsey
Status:complete

After another day of processing souls and generally over seeing things in hell, Lucie decided that she needed a break. Lucie's best way to unwind after a day of dealing with whiney souls and paperwork, was to go to earth and mingle around the mortals.

Tonight was no different with the exception that she had come to Paradise bar to see a man about a plan. She had it on good authority that Lindsey McDonald liked to frequent this particular bar for the drinks. Lucie had convinced Azrael to let her go see the lawyer alone, she was technically one of Wolfram and Hart's oldest and most dangerous clients. She'd been wanting to meet Lindsey for some time now, after watching him off and on since he joined the firm.

Lucie walked into the bar she was dressed to the nines in a perfect figure hugging little black dress, and matching black stiletto pumps. She smiled as pretty much everyone in the bar watched her walk over to the bar. Lucie smiled at the bartender as she sat down next to Lindsey on the empty barstool to his right. "Hey Billy, Bloody Mary and make it quick." The bartender nodded and went off to make her drink, as Lucie swiveled effortlessly on her barstool to face Lindsey.

She smiled at Lindsey. "So you're the second half of Wolfram and Hart's infamous twosome? Lindsey McDonald... I've wanting to meet you for ages." The bartender set her drink in front of her with a smile.

Who: Lindsey OT Lilah
Where: Caritas
When: Monday Night

Can I cut in on a dance?
You ain't gonna find what you're lookin' for
In that little Mexican
You can't mix your tears
With those from an agave plant
You see I've danced with him myself
And he's never been a friend

Lindsey did this fairly often. He went to Caritas and sang something or another that he had written years before selling his soul to earn millions of dollars. He hadn't really been feeling the muse for a while now. However, things were starting to change. After recovering from the several nights lack of sleep after Lilah brought him home, it finally hit him again.

You go believin' in your Lancelot
Well it's all in vain
And you're chasin' picket fences,
There's always hell to pay
I met many a girl in here
With the same story line
All them boys on those white horses
Don't know how to ride

The song wasn't really about Lilah herself. He didn't figure her for a tequila drinker. Well, maybe on really bad nights...or really good ones. She probably liked finer brandies and scotches, or maybe even a girly drink when she thought no one was watching. Lilah did seem to him like she had been let down by many a man in her life, or maybe just a lot by one. She didn't seem the type to like to be swept off her feet by romance, though. She'd probably just laugh.

But I got a paint outside with enough giddyup
To be free
I got a faint smell of cheap perfume
And a hint of gasoline
See I'm a different kind of knight
You're gonna find your fairy tales are lies
I don't have a white horse
But you can come along for the ride

He wasn't much of a romancer, anyway. That wasn't his type of life, anymore.


She said "I'm tired of living life in a romance book
I think chivalry's dead
And I ain't gonna look
For them roundtable boys on the white horse
That can't get the story right."

I said "as luck would have it
I was tossed by the throne
I let my Marion down
Some years ago
And I traded my coat of arms
For a guitar and some broken yellow lines."

He just hoped that maybe, just maybe, she might be willing to open up to him a little more. He wasn't asking for anything like marriage, or even a full relationship. The chance at one was all that he really wanted.

But I got a paint outside with enough giddyup
To be free
I got a faint smell of cheap perfume
And a hint of gasoline
See I'm a different kind of knight
You're gonna find your fairy tales are lies
I don't have a white horse
But you can come along for the ride

She kinda shifted in her seat a little bit
The thought of every eye on her bee-stung lips
And she raised that glass and the lime
And she kissed them goodbye

She said "promise me you'll take it slow
And swear no talk of tomorrow
And when you feel me tighten around you
Well you can let the hammer down."

But I got a paint outside with enough giddyup
To be free
I got a faint smell of cheap perfume
And a hint of gasoline
See I'm a different kind of knight
You're gonna find your fairy tales are lies
I don't have a white horse
But you can come along for the ride

Of course, he just wasn't sure how to put any of these thoughts into words to tell her yet.

(OOC: The song is "Different Kind of Knight" by Kane and I got the lyrics from www.sweetslyrics.com)

Who: Lindsey and Candi
Where: Candi's New Place
When: Monday Afternoon

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Who:Lilah,Candi & Lindsey
Where:Lilah's office Wolfram&Hart
When:Friday Morning

Lilah's assistant looked up from her computer, and paused in saying "Wolfram and Hart, Lilah Morgan's office please hold." She looked at the girl. "Can I help you?"
A thin, young girl stood in front of the secretary. Long, dirty blonde hair (that was now two-toned from starting to change back to its natural brown) hung slightly in her eyes, and her gaze met not the woman behind the desk, but the floor. She looked to all like the most harmless, unintimidating thing alive. Then... she spoke. Her voice had a sad, shameful ring to it, and was barely audible to anyone who wasn’t trying like hell to listen. "...I'm here to see Ms. Morgan. My name... is Candi Harrington."

The woman looked at her. "I'm sorry do you have an appointment?"

"No... But I do have a sort of standing invitation. If you ask her... I think she'll want to see me. Tell her... I'm here to accept her offer." Candi said the last part with an audible self-loathing in her voice.

"Sorry kid, but Ms. Morgan doesn't see anyone without an appointment, and she's in a meeting right now."

Sigh. See... this kind of situation right here? Is why Candi knew that she had to accept the offer Not only was she able to finally get the things she wanted in life... but things like what she was about to do? Were not looked upon with smiles and applause by the Watchers. She let out a long sigh, then reached over the desk, and with one smooth series of movements, grabbed the secretary by the hair, bounced her face off the desk like it was a basketball, then shoved her to the floor. "Sorry, babe. Didn't wanna have to do that." She then walked past the woman's desk, and pushed the doors to Lilah's office open.

Lilah was sitting in her office working on her computer, when her office doors opened. She looked up and sighed. "Please tell me you left my assistant intact?"

Before answering, Candi peeked sheepishly back out to the lobby. "Um. Yeah. She, um... she's a little bloody? And I think her nose is prolly broken. But other than that she'll be just dandy."

"Great... guess it's time for a new one. So I'm guessing you're here, because you've decided to take up my offer."

"I'm here... because I realized your offer is the only way I'm gonna get through life being who I really am, and not pretending to play nice for others." She didn't want to be evil, she really didn't.

"Alright then have a seat and we can talk." She gestured to the door for her to close it.

Closing the door without so much as a second thought about the welfare of the secretary, Candi shut the door, and sat down... on Lilah's desk.

"Chair please...” The only one she allowed to do that was Lindsey.

Sliding from the desk, she was standing again in one fluid motion. She wasn't ready to take orders from Lilah quite yet. So, for now? She'd stand. "So... talk."

Your job here would be simple, you just integrate yourself into the group of slayers and we'll give you the lifestyle you've always wanted in return."

"Shit... I'm already in with them." Candi sighed again, looking away. "The only real friend I have is one of them."

Lilah looked at her. "Well... did you ever consider that maybe they're not really your friend?" She asked.

Candi paused there... had Faith ever really given her reason to doubt her loyalty? "I... I don't know. She's never hurt me..."

"So it's just a matter of time." Lilah pointed out.

"Why don't... I mean... let me think about that part. I'll help you guys, and I won't say anything to Faith..." she sighed. "But I'm not gonna hurt her until I think I have a reason to."

Lilah shrugged. "Fine fair enough." She didn't see a problem with it.

"Alright. Because the others... I don't wanna hurt them, but if I have to I will. But Faith's been nothing but good to me."

"So then we have a deal?" Lilah asked her as she thought of someone who'd make a decent watcher.

"Fine." She didn't bother shaking Lilah's hand. She'd already sold her soul to the devil... no use making nice with the devil as well. "So, what... do I go all Sith Lord here? Do I have like, a Dark Watcher or some shit? Wear black robes, etcetera?"

"You'll get a new Watcher, but that's about it for now." Lilah explained.

"Yeah, whatever. Just let me know who to report to and I'll do it. Now, can I collect my thirty pieces of silver?" Sure, she felt like Judas... may as well act the part.

"Sure." Lilah said as she got up from her desk.

"Smartass." Candi muttered, watching her. "So when does this 'great new life' start?"

"First thing tomorrow morning if you want." Lilah explained to her, know it'd take at least the rest of the day to get her all set up.

"Alright then. Tomorrow morning, I wanna have a nice place set up, and some money in my account. If not, you can kiss my ass and I go to the Council with ALL this." The girl glared at Lilah, meaning every word.

"Alright it'll all be taken care of." Lilah informed her, then she went back to her desk.

Who: Lindsey and Ben
When: Thursday Night
Where: Avarice

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Who: Lindsey and Lilah
Where: Offices of Wolfram & Hart
When: Late Evening

Lindsey wasn't sure how long he had been going over this case file. It was getting to the point that he couldn't make heads or tails of it, anymore. He was pretty sure that he looked ridiculous, shirt sleeves rolled up, tie tossed to the side, hair a little ruffled. He was certainly breaking a rules of decorum that this place had. Then again, he wasn't meeting anyone tonight, so who really gave a damn?

Not even all of the coffee was able to help him focus. He was pretty sure that he had gone through several cups of the stuff, the crappy stuff that they made in the employee lounge. He was close to beating his head against the desk if it would help him keep awake. Finally, his head hit the desk and he dozed off. He was pretty much sprawled out on his desk, on top of a file with the band name 'Suicide Messiah' on it and files of all of the band members on his desk as well.

Who: Lindsey OT Chloe
Where: Avarice
When: Saturday Night

Lindsey was sitting at a table in Avarice near the stage. He had told Chloe that he would stop by one night and check out her band, and here he was. Lilah kept telling him that he either needed to find more challenging work or a hobby. Maybe just going out a little more often would take care of that boredom he was experiencing a bit.

Of course, this wasn't exactly his type of music, but he could at least appreciate that she was an excellent drummer. She at least had a place to challenge a lot of her excess energy, even if she still seemed to have tons of it left over. While this wasn't the type of club that he would play his own music at, maybe that was what he needed to do. He could play music for others from time to time. It might actually end up becoming a hobby that people insisted that he needed to find.

Who: Lindsey and Chloe
Where: Jolt!Coffee
When: Thursday Afternoon

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Who: Lindsey and Lilah
Where: Wolfram & Hart
When: Monday Afternoon

When Lindsey first heard about Lilah's new assignment, he laughed. She was supposed to seduce a Watcher to the firm? The woman was the Queen of Ice. Vicious Bitch, extraordinaire. Hot as hell for sure, but she can kill with a look, and definitely not in a nice way. Still, this was one that he was going to keep a tabs on. He was even the one who had explained Pryce a little better than the file did to her.

Around one o'clock, Lindsey got up from his office desk and started walking toward Lilah's office. He was due for a break, anyway, and figured that he'd ask how her little 'date' the other night went as well. Anything to starve off the boredom of a Monday work day, for sure.

Lindsey knocked on Lilah's office door after checking with her secretary to make sure that she wasn't in a meeting. "You busy in there?" he called out to her.

Who: Chloe and Open
Where: Jolt! Coffee Shoppe
When: Saturday afternoon


It'd been a long week. A stressful, high-on-worry week. Some would even say it was 'of the suck'. But seriously, folks... it would take a lot more than a war with vampires, boy trouble, and her Slayer lead singer's boyfriend almost getting killed to bring Chloe Van Warren down.

As far as 'The Sugar Fairy' was concerned? Injuries aside... nobody else got killed, the master vamp was dust, Brandon at least SEEMED to show interest in her, and she'd hopefully soon find a roommate to live in her (admittedly) too-big house with her. She needed the money about as much as she needed a bullet in the head, but she HATED being alone.

And at least everything was getting back to normal. Things were just like they were in the beginning, when she first moved to LA:

She was still the drummer of Suicide Messiah, she was still known as The Sugar Fairy due to her sugar addiction and constantly hyperactive personality, she still had absolutely NO luck in the love department, and she was still a fairly impressive newbie witch.

....see? Everything's exactly as it was. Don't look at me that way... EVERYTHING'S THE SAME, RIGHT???

Anyway.

Chloe was spending her early afternoon saturday at Jolt!, which was pretty much her personal slice of heaven. Great coffee, great cappuccino, some of the most sugary sodas known to mankind, and candy galore. Dear jeebus... if the place had hot, romantic men walking around asking for her number, it would be the most perfect place on earth. Wearing a pretty yellow and white sundress, her long blonde hair tied back in a loose, free pony, Chloe sipped at her iced coffee (with EXTRA sugar, thnxabunch), hyperactively kicking her feet a bit under the table, waiting to see if anyone worth talking to (aka pestering) would show up.