BtVS: Alternate Lives

Who: Lucy and Stephanie
Where: Regan High School, Music Room
When: March 30th, Lunch

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Who: Lucy and Stephanie
Where: Avarice
When: Wednesday, Jan 12th

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Who: Everyone & Their Monkey's Uncle
Where: Avarice
When: Pick a day last week.
Status: Completed
Note: I apologize if some of the editing is f-ed up. Sometimes it's hard to catch the line breaks among a sea of text.

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Who: Stephanie and Janna
Where: Avarice
When: Friday evening

WHO: Lexi OT Steph
WHEN: Monday evening
WHERE: Chez Lexi

Lexi carefully unwrapped her grandmother's coat from its plastic sleeve. She'd gotten it out of storage just this morning. It was knee-length, it was something like fifty years old, and it smelled stronger than any leather and a little more exotic than that ... she could never quite put her finger on how it was different, but she could pick out this coat in a dark closet with both hands behind her back.

It would be stupid to wear it just anywhere on the street in Los Angeles. Some PETA freak would splash it with red paint or something equally heinous, Lexi would end up in jail for assault or homicide, it would be bad. But there was sure to be some industry event she could wear it to this winter.

She pulled the collar closer and got a look in the mirror near her amplifier stack. "There's no way in hell I could play in this thing," she decided, and laughed a little.

Or could she ... ?

And this is why, when Steph got home, Lexi was attempting to play guitar in a full-length, antique mink coat. The results were ... well ... muffled, inaccurate, and continuously interrupted as Lexi stopped playing to laugh.

Who: Skylar and Stephanie
Where: Avarice
When: Sept. 27th, Evening

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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.

Who: Mere and Stephanie
Where: Avarice
When: Aug. 24th, Evening

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Who: Stephanie and Lexi
Where: Lexi's flat
When: Friday night


Every now and then, our resident dhampir, Stephanie Whitmore, got REALLY hyper. Like... Van Warren hyper, almost. Today? Was one of those days. She'd been spending the day hanging out with her girlfriend, Lexi, in the Broken Sunrise guitarist's flat. And since Lexi had left briefly to make a coffee run, Steph had plugged her guitar into one of Lexi's amps, and started bouncing around, singing something by her favoritest band, The Misfits.

"They'll find pieces of you
scattered on the ground
I am the madman in your dreams
We are the evil ones

We need the planet to demonstrate
We want your body to incubate
Begin the breeding of an alien superior race
That in which will ultimately dominate

Give into what you cannot fight
Walk Among Us! Walk Among Us!

The abductions have already begun
All around us we've infected someone you love
Initiate the start of an alien war
We're already one!

Give into what you cannot fight
Walk Among Us! Walk Among Us! "


Yeah... not exactly stuff you'd picture her listening to... but the overall bounciness of the music? WAS rather fitting to her personality...

WHO; Lexi OT Stef and all
WHEN: Tuesday evening
WHERE: Chloe's Sugar Shack

Lexi had taken over a table in the corner, near the window, and had several notebooks open on the table along with a coffee cup and plate with a few crumbs on it. Her acoustic guitar was in its case nearby; she wasn't sure if she felt up to playing in public tonight, but she had a lot of ideas in her head and wanted it close at hand.

Every time the door opened, she jerked her head that way, and looked a little bummed when the person who came in wasn't a certain half-vamp chick.

She got a refill for her coffee and sat back down, adding lots of sugar, no cream.

WHO: Lexi OT Steph
WHEN: Friday, June 12th
WHERE: St Louis Hotel, downtown New Orleans

Lexi didn't bother unpacking anything. She tossed her suitcase in a corner, rummaged through the snacks, opened the macadamia nuts and flopped down on the bed. She turned on the TV and flipped through the channels, settling on something that Mystery Science Theater 3000 might have been embarrassed to snark.

Touring with a band meant staying in crappy hotels ... pretty much constantly. To remind herself that hotels didn't always suck, she had booked a room in a 5-star hotel for herself and Steph for the wedding.

"You need a hand with anything?" she called out to Steph. "If not, you have to see this really, really bad CGI dinosaur ... "

Who: Stephanie & Lexi
Where: Lexi's apartment
When: Wednesday night


For... well... almost the last WEEK, Stephanie Whitmore had barely talked to a SOUL. Since her friendly breakup with Lilly, the little dhampir had kept almost entirely to herself. It wasn't from pity, nor from being upset. Truthfully, the breakup was so friendly because BOTH girls realized that it just... wasn't working out. They made far better friends and bandmates than girlfriends.

No, what she'd been secluded for was that she was entirely torn up inside because now? She had no personal reason to keep her from going after what she REALLY wanted. Nothing except for the fact that it could ruin her freakin' BAND.

Yeah... what the girl wanted? Was Lexi Wilson. You see where this could possibly go. Lexi was dating Ginny Callaway, Stephanie's bandmate. Well... it took quite a while, but finally, Steph got the courage to go and at least talk to Lexi, to see what was going on in the other girl's head. She waited until she knew Ginny would be out doing... well... ANYTHING, and then headed over to the apartment. She dressed in casual jeans and a Nirvana tee, looking as cutely nervous as one could imagine, and after taking a DEEEEEEEP breath, pressed the doorbell.

Who: Tara OT Anyone
When: May 27th, Afternoon
Where: Chloe's Sugar Shack

(Note: B/c she was only played in a couple of scenes before, I'm just pretending those didn't happen. Makes it easier on me.)

Tara, having only recently moved to LA, was so happy to be away from her family. More happy than she could really express into words. Well, without stuttering a lot, anyway. Not that she'd tell anyone about her family. That might require her to tell them ALL about her family, and she couldn't do something like that. Nope, not at all, thanks.

She was also worried about her friend Rachelle who was in the hospital. She wasn't sure what had happened to the girl, other than she'd had an accident. She hadn't had the chance to visit her in the hospital yet, but she was planning on going soon.

Summer classes had started a few days ago, and she was already reading her first assignment for her English class, Mary Shelly's 'Frankenstein,' as she sipped the cup of coffee that she had sitting in front of her. She was trying to distract herself with school work until Rachelle was OK enough to be seen by more than just one or two people at a time. She didn't want to take anyone else's place until she was a little better.

WHO: Nica OT Stephanie
WHEN: Monday night
WHERE: Avarice

Nica was starting to get antsy. It had been weeks since class had let out, and she was starting to get bored.

She had hung around the house and halfheartedly worked on a painting, but wasn't really crazy about how it was coming out; so she grabbed her coat, pulled on a pair of cherry-red Docs and headed for Avarice to see if anything was going on tonight.

She stopped at the bar and ordered a double Manhattan ... bourbon sounded tasty, tonight. She set money on the counter, turned and got a look around at the club.

Who: Lilly and Stephanie
Where: Lilly's Apartment
When: Dec. 17, just after this post.

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WHO: Lexi, OT Steff and all
WHEN: Thursday, Dec 17, early evening
WHERE: A paved and vacant lot up the street from Avarice

It had been unusually warm today, and there was still some heat coming off the brick walls and pavement around her. Lexi was in shredded jeans and an old flannel shirt, thrown over a Metallica tee. She kicked off and made a quick circuit of the lot. There wasn't much here to trick on, but Lexi was more in the mood to relax and hang than to break her head open, which was bound to happen if she tried anything too fancy. A few younger skaters were hanging out in a corner of the lot, a compact boombox blasting some kinderpunk group Lexi had never noticed.

She grinned and gave the board's tail a kick, catching it with her left hand as she got a look around. It almost felt like summer ...

Who: Kat OT Any peeps in and around Regan High
Where: Field next to Regan High's Gymnasium
When: Wednesday afternoon, lunch (December 9)


It was getting a little chillier during the days, but the sun was still out and shining brightly in the clear, blue sky. Kat had decided to skip lunch – not the meal, just the half hour socializing period – and was currently standing alone in the middle of the field next to the gym. Rumor had it, it was set to be cleared out and turned into the new baseball diamond, complete with new bleachers, announcer's booth, scoreboards, and concession stand. For now, it was just the place where the stoners and alkies went to get wasted, because it wasn't often patrolled by the teachers or office administrators.

Pulling her sweater over her head, she folded it and dropped it on top of her booksack, ignoring the outburst of laughter and whistles the came from the delinquents sitting in the shade of the gym as she straightened out the tank top she'd worn beneath. Running her fingers through her hair, she gathered the long, dark strands into a high ponytail and then did a few stretches to warm her muscles up and loosen her joints.

With a running start, she launched her body into a gymnastics tumbling pass: front handspring, double front tuck, into a roundoff, whip back, triple full twist. She made it look effortless, flipping and spinning through the air at the end before she landed on both feet…and stuck it. With a cocky little grin, she brushed her hands off on the back of her jeans. Yeah…she still had it. This was her thing, though. This was what she was good at. The petite Slayer paused only long enough to tighten her ponytail and then ran into another roundoff and a series of back handsprings that brought her back to her starting point.

She had to keep active. Training with Harrison was helping – more than she probably wanted to admit – but what she had in athletic skill and strength, she needed to amplify with fighting technique. That was still her weak point, no matter how many books on strategy she read.

Breathing in slowly, she raised her arms over her head to stretch again, and then exhaled. Her speed was good, even for a Slayer, and this time she did a roundoff into a side flip, landing it and transitioning smoothly into a roundhouse kick. Her movements were tighter, more controlled, and as soon as both feet were on the ground again, she twisted into a spinning whip kick, her momentum carrying such power that it would have been quite dangerous had anyone actually been standing in front of her.

Who: Ginny, open to Lexi and any other members of the local bands
Where: Avarice, in the makeshift backstage area
When: backdated to Thursday night, right after the concert


For possibly the first time in her life, Ginnifer Callaway felt like a swoony schoolgirl. The other girls in her band were still on a high over their own performance, whooping it up ad having a good old time, but Ginny? Had been focused on the stage the entire time, watching Lexi out there, and just feeling every sort of butterfly in existance go through her tummy. To see her love in her natural element, so healthy, happy, and excited... Ginny just blushed realizing how HOT it was.

Ginny just paced in little circles as she waited for Broken Sunrise to finish their last song, waiting to practically pounce her girlfriend the moment she came backstage.

Seriously... Lexi? Was in for about the biggest hug and kiss combo in the hbistory of EVER.

Who: All Reagan High students and their dates
Where: Reagan High's Gymnasium
When: Backdated to Saturday night


Eve though he was technically only a few months older than some of the seniors, Ash still felt a little weird going back to his old school, even for a dance. Yet, he'd promised to bring Lucy to it, and just having her on his arm made him feel a lot better about it. He'd compromised a bit with her on his wardrobe, still wearing all black, but in the form of an immaculate Armani pinstriped suit and tie ensemble, that if not for his slightly shaggy hair would make him look almost like some sort of businessman.

He walked in with the petite blonde on his arm, leaning over to sweetly kiss her on the cheek.

"So... you said we're meeting some people here?"

Who: Stephanie, open to all
Where: Eden
When: Backdated to Wednesday night

While most teenaged girls revel in their birthdays, Stephanie Whitmore was more the type to just ignore it. She didn't exactly have a normal life, after all. Being a dhampir was hard enough, living with two demonic guardians made it even worse. Plus, she didn't want to bother her friends with something so trivial.

So tonight, she celebrated her birthday by herself, sitting along in Eden at a small table, a tiny cupcake in front of her, with a single candle in it.

"...happy birthday, Steph. Ya made it one more year."