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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[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.

[slayers_desire]

Lorne goes over to kisses the top of her head. "I better head out loves. I am sure you have a lot to talk about."

April goes over to hug him. "Thanks for coming."

[victormakesart]

She gives him a light kiss on the cheek, gentle as a falling snowflake. "Have a lovely evening, Lorne."

[slayers_desire]

He leaves, and April adjusts on the chair. Leaning her head on the back cushion. "Tonight was a good idea."

[victormakesart]

"I think so, too. Some time to unwind a little. Nice to not be lookin' over my shoulder."

[slayers_desire]

"It can be hard living like that."

[victormakesart]

"I've had too much happen to get sloppy. I'm sure I drive Cole nuts with the amount of precautions I make everyone take."

[slayers_desire]

"Sort of like how Clark went a little overboard at first, after learning I was pregnant?"

[victormakesart]

"Yeah. Yeah, kinda like that." She hugs onto a pillow, arms around the cool fabric.

[slayers_desire]

"I felt caged..." And for a vampire, it was difficult. "But I think we are in a good balance now."

[victormakesart]

"Yeah, I wouldn't even know what I'd do if my spouse was pregnant. Probably lock them up with prenatal vitamins, whatever food they wanted, diversionary equipment, and pamper them, but no way would they leave the house."

[slayers_desire]

"Don't ever suggest that to Clark. Seriously."

[victormakesart]

"Pinkie swear, I'll keep it to myself. I think if I knocked James up, anyway, Crane would kill me."

It's a joke. Mostly.

[slayers_desire]

"How did they propose to you?"