021 ♬ video; we're creatures of the wind and wild is the wind

[deformiwhats]

--disappears, leaving me like this. And I don't even know if anyone of the mustache-twirling variety told Wesley to tell me. He's switched sides, no? I need a scorecard is what I need. Holy wow, I am going to be hung over tomorrow. But still, poor Wesley. Hell, poor Wesley, poor Angel, poor Spike, poor everyone. I thought Fred was the victim, but when all is said and done, she wins. She's in heaven.

She's not with her loved ones.

Heaven without your loved ones isn't heaven.

You sing a lot of gibberish, ladies, but sometimes you stumble onto a-- [waitaminute this isn't the Silverlake diner] Hey! Oh no, not fair, chickadees. You can't just leave me hanging at the biggest cliffhanger ever! I have to help him-- put me back right now or I'll... Oh, who am I kidding? There's nothing I can do.

[He gets up, a bit of weight on his shoulders, and shuffles out the door.]


[ooc: Italic = lines from canon, colors are minor characters. Lorne's back, baby! He's dressed to the nines (yes, please lol at the TIARA and cape because he's serious), hanging out with some serious spoilers. Probe at your own risk.]

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[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

Oh honey, a whole mess of worldy wrong. Cosmically, tectonic plate shifty wrong. [Time to give in.] Maybe I will take you up as my wingwoman. Meet me at the bar of your choice? I like things a little posh, so it's on me, belle.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

I can't refuse a man who's buying drinks. I'll meet you at the Lux in a few minutes.

I'm Lucy Locke by the way.

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[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

Lorne.

[He makes his way to the Lux with at least a little hope as far as having someone to confide in outside their little circle of do-gooders. Lucy's at least sweet enough to listen to him whine for an hour or so.]

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Lucy is at the bar at the Lux, mint julep in hand, facing the door and waiting for the broody green guy to walk in. When he does she fixes him with a brilliant smile. He seems like he needs it.]

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[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

[Lorne instinctively turns on his schmooze face and smiles back, waving a hand in the air before approaching. When he gets there it's a hand on her shoulder and him kissing her cheek.]

Well, hey there, sugar! Nice to meet you properly this time around.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Lorne may be kissing Lucy's cheek but Lucy turns her head to kiss Lorne on the mouth.]

Now it's a proper meeting.

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[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

[She's doing wonders for his mood, at least! Not many folk are okay with getting that close to a green-skinned drama queen. He orders up before perching next to her, leaning against the counter.]

If every proper meeting was like that, I don't know if I'd ever get anything done, sweetums!

Re: action; DUDE WTH? I fail big time

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Lucy giggles and sits back down. She likes making people smile.]

That wouldn't be a bad thing though!

action; APPARENTLY SO DO I

[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

[The mood is better, but there's that lingering shadow over his head reminding Lorne of just what he returned from.]

Oh, in so many ways you don't even know. Doing nothing, I could go for a heaping helping of that right about now.

...Maybe watch some TV. I wonder if we get Judge Judy here.

Re: action; APPARENTLY SO DO I

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

You can DVD her.

[Lucy knows. She's been dvding every show since the 80's that she's ever missed.]

Nothing is nice. Except for the money thing. No one takes Daddy's credit cards here.

[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's definitely happening, then. You're my little blond hero, Lucy.

You can't find a sugar daddy here? If I had a face like that, I'd be sitting pretty by now, pumpkin!

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[She beams at him. Lorne is good for her ego.]

I don't need a sugar daddy! I have a harem. [And this is accompanied by giggles]

[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

You're miles ahead, then. Gosh, what I wouldn't give for a harem right about now. Or some firewater. You'd think that this place would if any would have something.

[Oh well. He'll just order another drink.] Keep them coming, will you?