a girl's night out ((Tag victor))

[slayers_desire]

April is not quite sure what to wear right now. She has plans for a "Girl's Night Out" with Victor Allen and Lorne. There is still a big part of her that is uneasy about celebrating, for any reason. But tonight is about finding peace in what she experienced. And bond with someone else who felt the same pain and torment.

She decides on a simply gray dress, with a white boa around the color and pearls in her hair. She PINs to the Nexus, to a place where she is to meet Victor and Lorne. The green skinned demon was more than excited about the new adventure. And he was already awaiting her arrival with a big grin.

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[victormakesart]

"As teenagers, once. They popped into the TARDIS and made nuisances of themselves."

She pulls a wrinkled twenty from the inside brim of her hat. Ta-da! They get a key card, that looks a little... chewed on one end.

[slayers_desire]

"I have only time traveled once... but it can be tricky."

[victormakesart]

"What was your time-traveling experience?" A first-floor hotel room, thank goodness, so no stairs for Victor.

[slayers_desire]

"Interesting. I went into the future, where I met future Clark. During the time when he wore his Superman costume."

"So I haven't cross that point backwards yet."

[victormakesart]

"Fascinating. How'd that happen?"

[slayers_desire]

"It was during the time I was fighting the Third Evil. It decided to send me into the future where I couldn't fight it..."

"But the Powers That Be worked to send future-me... which will soon be present-me... into the past. Pregnant and everything."

[victormakesart]

"Oh my! But everything ends up okay. Are you nervous about it, at all?"

[slayers_desire]

"The time travel? No. I know things turn out okay."

[victormakesart]

"Yeah. Yeah, that's true. Be super careful anyway."

[slayers_desire]

"It is still a while off. Clark is not quite ready to wear that costume yet."

[victormakesart]

"Yeah." She has to swipe the card five or six times before the door opens, to a suite, a tad too warm the way cheap hotel rooms always are when you walk into them, and Vic corrects the thermostat. But it's clean, which is a Victor requirement, and tidy.

[slayers_desire]

April looks around for a place to sit down. A comfortable enough chair suits her mood. "I am already nervous when he heros... I think I will be more when he is Superman."

[victormakesart]

"Yeah. When he takes on that persona, he'll be taking on a lot more fame, a lot more people are going to notice him, good and bad. But it'll be alright."

Vic sprawls out unladylike on one of the beds (kerthunk).

[slayers_desire]

"Sometimes I feel envious of him, proud of him, worried for him. All a bundle in one little heart."

[victormakesart]

"Totally natural. I feel a lot of those things, too."

[slayers_desire]

"About Clark? Or your husbands?"

[victormakesart]

"Both! I really feel envious of Clark. I wish I could be more like him."

[slayers_desire]

"He does have a lot of qualities that I admire. And I am not just saying that because I am married to him."

[victormakesart]

"Totally. And I wish I could have special powers like so many of my friends do."

[slayers_desire]

"You have amazing talents that I admire Victor."

((sleep))

[victormakesart]

"And the same goes for you, little lady." A lazy, half-charming smile that she probably got from James. "I have amazing friends. Speaking of, singing. I'd love to try that. I mean, if that's alright. I've never had my singing read before."

((G'night!))

[slayers_desire]

Lorne gets comfortable and smiles. "Go for it gorgeous. Release those pipes."

April smiled, content to listen herself right now, and allow her voices to get caught up in the music.

[victormakesart]

She stands up, fixes her posture (important for singing, that), takes a deep breath from the diaphram, clears her throat (because she forgot to do that), takes another deep breath, and sings, low, better with the lower notes, a jazzy voice, one that's probably just right for singing the blues.

"Oh Mary I'm not comin' home too soon. Tell all our babies that daddy has gone to the moon. My feet were sold to this winding road. My feet were sold, baby, long ago."

She shifts, and continues: "Oh Mary I left you a pile of dough. Under the floorboards near Billy-Joel's radio. Baby I love you but there's no chance. Baby I love you but where's romance? Little Rock I'm on my way to San Jose. Driving at ninety an hour the Devil knows me."

"Oh Mary I think of your eyes everyday. If I could see them I surely would not run away. When we were young there was so much time. When I was young there was so much time. Little Rock I'm on my way to San Jose. Driving at ninety an hour the Devil knows me."

It's basically the perfect song for Victor, the runner. Victor, the father, the traveler, before she became Victor the husband, when she needed to run.

(( The song is here if you're curious! It's really a lovely tune.))

[slayers_desire]

Lorne watches her, entranced by the song and by the singer. He smiles softly when the song is completed. "Oh darling. Wonderful. Absolutely..."

"I see the wonderful father you are. And continue to be."

"And that the running you once did, might come in handy again. You must be strong, little songbird. A challenge will come before you."

April watches in amazement.

[victormakesart]

Her face flushes a little when she finishes, getting out of performer mode and back into shy-little-critter mode, which is her natural habitat.

"Golly, thanks. I'll be sure to be extra careful." Vic's used to challenges. Perhaps she even relaxes a little too infrequently.