BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Jaycen & McKenna
Where: Avarice
When: Monday night

While it had been about two weeks since Jaycen Crosby had realized that his longtime online crush was actually McKenna Dawson, the girl who was practically his daily nemesis at school... the two of them had been keeping the attraction between them on the down-low. Not that they were embarrassed... but neither had really decided how to let others know yet. For tonight? Monday night was perfect for them to chill at Avarice, since the majority of their schoolmates were at home doing schoolwork.

Wearing dark blue jeans and a Marilyn Manson hoodie, Jaycen sat at their table, just.... sort of looking at her.

"You know... I still find it hard to believe someone as freakin' GORGEOUS as you had nothing better to do than sit at home chatting with me on a computer..."

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Who: Mustang Sally and Jaycen
Where: Cyperspace, then Pier 51
When: Tuesday Evening, February 15, then Wednesday afternoon

An actual smiled curved when she saw his name finally flash on her BL after waiting almost a half hour past their usual online meeting time. Sitting up a bit straighter, fingers tapped lightly over the keyboard as a message was typed and sent.

MustangSally: Had almost given up hope that you'd show.

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Who: Jaycen and Naomi
Where: Bale Estate, then Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: Feb. 7th, Afternoon

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Who: McKenna and Jaycen, then Keegan and Jaycen
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: Saturday Afternoon, February 5

McKenna was in line, and impatient, as she was made to actually wait to get a latte. Her irritation clearly obvious by crossed arms and the way the blond tapped her foot in annoyance. Couldn't the idiots working the register move any quicker to get the line down so she could get her drink and get out of the place. Isn't that what the poor excuses that worked there were trained to do.

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Who: Jaycen and Mustang Sally
Where: Cyberspace
When: Monday Evening, January 24


The instant she saw his name appear on her buddy-list a message was sent his way.

MustangSally: Sorry about the no email thing yesterday morning. Kind of got sidetracked with stuff the whole day.

Jaycen smiled when he saw the urgency with with his newest 'friend' seemed to greet him, and was quick to write back.

NotVoorhees: No problem. My heart's broken, my soul shattered... but it's ok. One day I shall heal. ;-)

He sat back in his desk-chair, smiling, as he reached over and turned on his stereo, putting on a CD Ben had given him to check out, of a band called Mist of Shadows.

She smirked at that and sent a quick response back.

MustangSally: I completely destroyed you. Makes a girl feel real good about herself. ;)

Hearing voices growing closer she wheeled her chair over to the door to close it to keep any intruders out and then rolled herself back over to the desk.


Laughing, he leaned back, letting the music flow through him as he typed back.

NotVoorhees: I knew it. You're a total sadist. How do I meet these kind of people???

MustangSally: By visiting those devil worshiping chat rooms your mother most likely warned you about?


Snickering, he shook his head and grabbed his cup of coffee, taking a few sips before typing back:

NotVoorhees: Obviously. I mean, clearly you're a terrible influence on me. I used to be pure and innocent, and you've brought me down to a level only an Afterschool Special could properly deal with.

MustangSally: Now why am I finding that hard to buy into. You being all pure and innocent until I came along and corrupted you.


He couldn't help but wonder if, in person, the two of them would have this fun, teasing banter.

NotVoorhees: I was as pure as the driven snow, thank you.

MustangSally: And now you're no longer Mr. Pure and Innocent. I think my job here is done and I can now move on to my next victim.


Well. Sure, they were just having fun here... but he was lonely, ok? He needed to ask this... and so... he finally built up the courage.

NotVoorhees: Before you 'move on'... any interest in meeting me face to face? Maybe... hang out at the mall or something?

She sighed reading that message. Hiding behind a computer screen gave her anonymity. She could be herself here without wearing the mask she normally did when out in public.

MustangSally: Why ruin the good thing we have going here?


Well. Unlike in person, he could bear his soul here... because if she rejected him, who would know? So... honesty it was.

NotVoorhees: Truthfully? I'm terribly lonely. I have no friends here at ALL. Just my sister, as pathetic as that sounds. And even SHE has other stuff to do now. And I actually feel like you understand me.

MustangSally: I don't know which is worse. Having no friends at all or having friends for superficial reasons.

She felt that he was the only person who understood her. By being a faceless entity she could be herself without suffering any repercussions from her peers. As lonely as she might truly be she didn't know if she was willing to risk everything for a face to face meeting.


Sighing, he was kind of taking this the wrong way. He typed again, before stopping to rub the bridge of his nose with a frustrated groan.

NotVoorhees: I... understand. I don't mean to force my problems on you, hun. Forgive me?

She sighed realizing from his reply that he was taking this all wrong.

MustangSally: I never felt you were forcing anything on me. I actually like talking to you. It's like you udnerstand me without any kind of pre-judgement.


He laughed when he read that, wondering how she'd feel if she knew WHY he didn't judge people.

NotVoorhees: Trust me... the things I've seen... I'll never judge anyone based on anything other than how they treat me.


MustangSally: Even if... I should be going. Same time tomorrow?

She didn't know why she verged on divulging her secret to him. It was one that she shared with no one, and was something only her father knew. And if ever got out she knew her life would be changed forever.


He couldn't help but feel like he'd said something wrong, that he'd somehow ruined the dynamic they had. Sighing, he typed back to her.

NotVoorhees: No problem. Hope to see you then.

She typed back a quick response.

MustangSally: I'll be here :)

She didn't want him thinking otherwise. Just because her mood took a sudden dive it was in no way an indicator that she was cutting him off. She had hopes that tomorrow they'd be able to chat with the same fun, teasing banter as was their norm.

Who: Janna, Jaycen and Mustang Sally
Where: Jaycen's Room and Cyberspace
When: Friday Evening, January 21


Recently, since moving in temporarily with Ben & Skylar, Jaycen Crosby had been feeling a little out of sorts. Janna had fit in well enough, and somehow... seemed to be bonding to Ben a bit. Sure, he had no idea it was in a "she was about to become a personal mercenary for him" kind of way, but still! So, while in the guest room that was currently serving as his bedroom, the teen sat at his desk, typing away on a small laptop computer, staring intently at the screen.

"You know staring at the screen like that for any amount of time will make you go blind." Janna teased her brother as she entered his room and found him staring at the monitor screen seemingly in his own little world. She had just finished a work-out session in the gym and after a nice hot shower, Janna had went off in search of her sibling who she found, as expected, in his room.

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Who: Janna and Jaycen, and then Skylar (Open to Continuation)
Where: Streets of L.A.
When: Evening - Saturday, October 23

Janna stopped when they raced into yet another alleyway somewhere in the vast city of Los Angeles. "I need.... to rest." The young woman panted heavily slightly bent at the waist with hands on her thighs giving a concerned glance up to her younger brother. They had arrived in L.A. less then twelve hours ago and already they discovered the two hunters trailing them found their location. It wasn't that Janna was weak or anywhere near a frail girl. She had more endurance then any of her peers had, it was just Jaycen seemed to be equipped physically with more endurance then she. It was nearing the rise of the full moon and Janna knew they needed to hole up somewhere until the moon descended for the night. That or finally make contact with the alpha pack that ran the city, which seemed unlikely as they themselves would probably be holed up somewhere until the passing of the full moon. Janna didn't think they'd be out that night traveling the city streets in packs. That was too risky an action to take.

"Come on, Jan..." Jaycen panted, trying to catch his breath, "we're almost there... that club they run isn't far from here..." Jaycen was worried, obviously, about his sisters welfare, knowing that she was being hunted...

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Who: Gwen, OT all Slayers, Watchers, friends, and family
What: The Annual Morrison Christmas Party!
Where: Gwen & Skylar's House, Los Angeles
When: Tuesday, Dec. 23rd


Well. What had been turning out to be a decent year took a severe nosedive in quality over the last few weeks. First they found out about some big-ass army of vamps coming to take over the town. Then someone from said gang murdered the wife of Gwen's best friend. Sorta would put a damper on anyone's Holiday spirit, right?

Ah, how the fates underestimate Gwen.

No, this all made Gwen more determined than EVER to put on her annual Christmas party. Now, more than ever, she thought... people need to find things to be happy about, and to celebrate. Also? If she could keep Pat entertained, maybe he wouldn't drink himself into oblivion. Or worse, into Jack-dom.

Gwen put on her special outfit she'd had made just for this party: a severely short miniskirt made to look like a Santa outfit, thigh-high green-and-white stockings, red booties, and a santa hat with "Skylar's Ho Ho Ho" written across the rim. Dressed to kill (or at least to entertain), she pranced downstairs to start the shindig!