BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Grant & Bronte, OT the Bale family and their dates
When: Backdated to Valentine's Day
Where: Holy Trinity Church

Who: Mitchie and David
Where: Dave's Garage
When: Wednesday Afternoon - August 4

Mitchie had showed up at her alt!uncle's garage a day later then she had intended. She couldn't just show up out of nowhere and claim to be his niece. Without her having been successful in locating her alt!world father, Mitchie felt that telling David Cromwell who she really was would have the man thinking she had a more then a couple bolts loose and should be locked up. Good fortune seemed to be shining down on the teen because when she approached the business she found that a help wanted sign had been placed in the window. Getting a bit more nerve Mitchie entered the main of the garage.

David, at the moment, was laying on his back, underneath a custom bike he had been tinkering with for a few days. He'd been in a better mood recently than he'd been in for a while: Sarah had gotten away from Saints & Sinners and was working her own shop now, and they seemed to be growing closer and closer, despite the individual baggage they both carried into the relationship. He slid out from under the bike, and was just sitting up to dust some dirt from his hands when he saw the young woman walking in.

"Hey there... Can I help ya, miss?"

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Who: Sarah and David
Where: David's Bike Shop
When: June 30, Evening

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Who: Uncle Dave, Belle, Blake and Neely
Where: Dave’s shop, then Neely’s apartment
When: Friday, June 4th

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Who: Clem and David (OT Continuation)
Where: Avarice
When: Evening - Monday, April 12

Clem roared into the lot of Avarice on her Yamaha RT 180. Samson was suppose to be meeting her there, but her boyfriend wouldn't be getting to the club until a little bit later due to having worked late. Claiming a spot near the entrance of the club, Clem slid off the cycle and shook out the mass of thick, red locks after removing her helmet. The teen then made her way toward the Club's entrance.

The Beast, as he was commonly known, stood just inside the doors, watching to make sure nobody started any trouble. He was a true tower of terror, six-foot-ten of muscle, long hair, tattoos, and piercings, standing there with his arms crossed over his barrel chest, clad in a sleeveless Motorhead tee and black jeans with spiked combat boots.

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Who: Dean and David
Where: David's Shop
When: Tuesday Night, 3/30

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Who: David and Lucy
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: 3/9, Evening

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Who: Chloe, OT all who would attend Lucy's funeral
Where: Los Angeles Memorial Cemetary
When: Thursday, Feb. 11th


This was the single worst day of Chloe Van Warren's life. The day she'd only imagined coming in her worst of nightmares. Chloe had seen people close to her die before: Ami was a classic example. And Bella was missing, and who knew if the blonde would ever see HER again... but this? Was unlike anything else. 

This was her baby sister. Her best friend in the entire world. The person who loved her and understood her more than anyone in the universe.

The affair itself was typical Van Warren: huge, ritzy, glamorous... basically, a spectacle befitting of her family's reputation. Chloe stood in front of the heartbreakingly small gold casket, almost unable to look at it. She had to hold it together, for her parents (who sat in the front row, frustratingly calm), and for all the people who loved and adored Lucy. If anyone was going to be the first to say something about this beautiful, amazing girl.... Chloe had the right to be first.

"H-Hello, everyone. I... I stink at this stuff... this... talking in front of people. But Lucy deserves the best of everything. And if we... have to say goodbye to her, we're gonna do it in the best way possible. Lucy always told me that I was her hero. That she looked up to me, wanted to be just like me."

The blonde turned around, choking back a sob as she dragged her fingertips along the casket, lingering there for a moment.

"You were wrong, kiddo... YOU were MY hero. I love you so much, Lucy... my life will NEVER be the same without you. And I swear on all you and I believed in... I will never, EVER forget you. Your life, your... your energy, the vibrance with which you lived your life... will endure in so many ways. I'm going to make sure that people never forget your name, your beautiful face, your boundless energy. You weren't just my sister, Luce... you were my best friend. The best friend anyone could ever be lucky enough to have. I miss you so much already... just like everyone sitting here today does. The world... is a lesser place for losing you. One day... I just hope... I just hope I'm lucky enough to see you again. Because I know right now... heaven has itself one more angel."

Chloe sniffled there, hurrying back to her seat, unable to take anymore.

Besides... other people needed to say their goodbyes, whether privately or into the microphone.

Who: Sarah and David
Where: David's Shop
When: Wednesday, Feb. 10, Nighttime

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Who: Sarah and David
Where: Saints and Sinners
When: Friday Night, Jan. 13th

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Who: The Bale clan and their SOs
Where: Bronte's Beach House
When: Thursday Afternoon(around 3) - December 24

Like was typical of most men when the holiday came around, Grant was sacked out on the couch in the living room while the women, in this instant Bronte and Bethany, were in the kitchen preparing the Christmas Eve meal. Bethany had been put in charge, or rather had claimed the honor of making mashed potatoes from scratch and batches and batches of cookies to be served as part of the dessert coarse. Bronte already had the traditional Christmas ham in the oven and was busy preparing a broccali casserole for baking. Dinner for the Bale family had been planned for four that afternoon, but the scheduled time had never prevented the invited from showing up early, and Bronte had a feeling that by the time the clock hit the stroke of four the beach house would already have been filled with the Bale family and their significant others.

Who: Bronte and David
When: Monday Night
Where: Avarice 

Who: Ben, open to Skylar and the entire Bale family
Where: Ben's place, directly above Avarice
When: Friday night


To the more old-fashioned, this would be considered a coming-out party. But whatever it was called, Ben had come to the realization that since being broken up with at 17 by Sofia, he'd never taken a relationship as seriously as he took this one with Skylar. And he wanted everyone in his family to know it.  He'd called everyone in his family that he knew was in the general area, and explained why he wanted them there. The Bales, for all their money and prestige, were still a very traditional family in that they'd all put any differences aside in order to welcome someone into the family, if the person bringing them in was serious enough.

Ben wore a three-piece suit, a one-of-a-kind Versace, his smile a little more nervous than his usual snarky grin, as he looked over to Skylar, clutching her hand nervously. He still couldn't help but be amazed at how natural everything with her felt. He hoped that when he had her big surprise gift ready... she'd be willing to accept it. God knew it was costing him enough money... but he knew if she did, it would be good for the baby as well.

"Well.. everyone's pretty much here.. let's go get you more familiar with them all..."

Who: Lucy and David
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack
When: Friday morning

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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: Baily, David, and Derek
Where: Avarice
When: Tuesday Night

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Who: David and Lucy
Where: Reagan High
When: Tuesday afternoon

Who: Ben and Lucy. Then, of all people... David and Lucy.
Where: Avarice
When: Sunday

Who: David, OT Knox
Where: Outside Silky's
When: Sunday night


This was quite possibly the most uncomfortable David Cromwell had ever felt in his LIFE.

For a big, long-haired, pierced-and-tattooed heavy-metal white guy on a motorcycle to be hanging out right outside of a hip-hop club just felt weird. Not that HE cared, but he had the strange suspicion that almost every person who walked past him to enter the club thought he was going to beat the shit out of them.

Still... he was here for a reason, and he wasnt going to let the looks people gave him deter him. He hadn't seen Knox in about three years, and tracking him down hadn't been easy... but he finally had heard from a few different sources that the gang he ran with now tended to come here at night. Somehow... he found the idea of Knox hanging out here funny more than anything. Not that the two had ever been bosom buddies or anything, but they'd fought side-by-side in a couple of battle a few years back, and had promised if either ever needed the other... all they had to do was track the other down.

So now? David sat there, on his motorcycle, grumbling as more and more people gave him weird looks. Fuck, he hoped he saw the guy soon... if he actually had to go IN there and ask about him? He felt he knew what his own private hell would be.

Who: Iris and David
Where: Avarice
When: Tuesday Night

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