BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Lorne and Samson
Where: Caritas
When: Sunday, August 1st (TBC in tags)

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Who: Anyone with half an excuse to be there
Where: Regan High School Gym
When: Saturday Night, 4/17

Yay Prom Night! God, it was her Senior Year and Camille was ready for it to be over with! Too many freaks at this school. Hopefully they would weed out some of the weirdos at the private college that she was attending in the fall. Still, with only a few weeks left of school (seniors finished early), she might as well enjoy it. With her date, one of the cute jocks from the football team, and her perfect dress. Tonight had better be perfect for her, or someone was going to pay dearly.

The gym was decorated fairly well. The junior class, who was always tasked with putting on the Prom, had picked out a 'Spring is in the Air' theme, which, lucky for them, matched well with Camille's dress so her pictures would turn out good and she wouldn't clash with the background. The gym was decorated with lots of pink and purple flowers, and fake trees were set up everywhere in an effort to give the gym a 'spring' feel.

Who: Clementine and Samson
Where: The movies!
When: Monday, February 1st (Evening)

( Okay, so... he wasn’t a paragon of virtue, after all. )

Who: Clem and Samson(Open to Continuation)
Where: Samson's place
When: Saturday Morning - December 19

It had been literally a week since Clem had laid eyes on Samson, sure they had talked quite often in the in between, but that wasn't the same for the teen as actually seeing the guy in the flesh. So after a quick shower and slip into a pair of jeans, green camouflage tee and pair of brown hiking boots Clem left the family home on her motorbike for the short ride to her boyfriend's place.

Parking on the street Clem covered the distance to the house in a brisk walk and when she rounded the side of the house that Samson's bedroom was located on the girl shimmied up the side to the ledge of the window to slide open the window she knew the guy never kept locked. It had been a habit he picked up back in Lexington when Clem started making early morning and late evening visits to his place back there. Crawling in through the open window, Clem closing it once she was inside, taking a moment to remove her boots before tracking ever so quietly over to the single bed in the room.

"Sammmiieee." The red head purred softly crawling up onto the bed then slithering her way up the lump beneath the covers til she was stretched out on top of him. "This is your morning wake up call. Wakey, wakey." She whispered out with a delicate kiss to his cheek.

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