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[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

Virginia was humming slightly to herself, and looking through her wedding magazines. She looked up every so often to make sure that no one was coming after her.

She didn't care what Wolf said. She wasn't going to be paranoid. She wasn't going to hide. She was going to live her life, deranged weirdos or not.

She was, however, going to be careful, and aware of her surroundings.

Which, honestly, wasn't much different from what a single woman had to do in New York, biking to and from work alone and all.

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[someonesdog]

A blonde woman at a nearby table looks up, turns in Virginia's direction with a:

"Hi, Wolf... oh." and trails off, embarrassed.

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

Virginia started and looked at her in confusion.

"Wolf...is my mat--fiance," she said, thoroughly confused. She tilted her head. "How'd you...?"

[someonesdog]

Angua gives a friendly smile and comes over to join the other woman.

"His scent is all over you," she explains, quietly but unashamedly, offering a hand. "I'm Angua."

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

"Are you...have you got some sort of really good sense of smell?" she asked, shaking Angua's hand.

It did not surprise her at all that Wolf's smell was over her, and that she smelled more like Wolf than like Virginia. This was because Wolf was usually all over her. Every night. Enthusiastically. And she was equally enthusastic about it.

Which made it slightly embarassing that someone could smell something like that, but then it didn't, because she was getting some and it was good, so who cared?

"Are you part-wolf like Wolf is?"

[someonesdog]

Angua shakes her head.

"I'm a werewolf," she says frankly.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Xander spots the girl from that one night he got hit with a beer bottle-- at least, he thinks it's her. The back of her head looks the same. He approaches cautiously, wanting to get a closer look before he says hello. That way, if it ISN'T her, she won't think that he's a weird psycho stalker.

Who gets hit with bottles.

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

Virginia heard something sneaking behind her and turned around and beaned him with a rolled up magazine.

Mind you, this was not like tapping a dog on the noise, because a) wedding magazines were thick, b) she rolled it up so tightly it was about as hard as plywood, and c) she was really good at hitting things with other things (this is established in her canon, even).

To Xander, it probably felt like he got smacked in the side of the head by a flagpole.

When she saw who it was, her eyes went wide with horror and embarassment, and she held a hand to her mouth and went, "oooooOOOOH! Oh my God, sorry! I thought you were someone else!"

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Xander reels back, clutching at the side of his head. Through his pain and general fogginess, he hears Virginia apologize.

"Who'd you think I was, a pinata?"

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

"No, a Disney character. Sorry!" Virginia bit her lip. "Want me to get you some ice?"

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Xander nods, wincing.

"Ah, Disney. A wellspring of Satanic and whackable evil." At least he got the right girl, though, right? "Uh, yeah. Ice is good. Thanks."

[wellthrownstone.livejournal.com]

*he walks up and smiles at her*

How're you doing, Virginia? I haven't seen you for a while...

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

"Fine? Better, at least. Wolf wants me to stay in our room all the time unless he's here, but I'm not having it." She flipped causally through her catalogue, then put it down and looked up at him. "Thank you. Because...because people didn't stand up for him in his world. In his world...just--thank you."

[wellthrownstone.livejournal.com]

*he nods*

I...he and I share some similarities. And I've named him 'brother' in my eyes. He's a wonderful man and I've told him that if he needs me to do anything, I'd do it for him. I...hope you won't be offended if I extend the promise to you as well..."

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

"I...I wouldn't be at all," Virginia said, somewhat breathlessly, and shed looked quite touched.

She nodded to the seat across from her. "Join me. How's C'Nedra? Still nagging about babies?"

[wellthrownstone.livejournal.com]

*he sits and smiles*

She's very well. We've...discussed things and the issue is settled for now. Now she's just wild about the fact that I'm finally employed. Says she might actually come down soon.

*he grins*

[ex-last-scion.livejournal.com]

A petite, pale brunette woman walks past. She's sipping a glass of pink liquid and patting a small round babybelly. She spots Virginia and smiles and waves.

"Hi there. I'm Bethany."

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

"Oh God, it's an epidemic," Virginia said, her voice full of mock-drama.

[ex-last-scion.livejournal.com]

She giggles.

"Worse than the 'flu."

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

Virginia nodded to the seat across from her. "When's yours due and do you know whether it's a boy or girl yet?"

[ex-last-scion.livejournal.com]

Bethany sits and sips more juice.

"I'm due on March twenty-fifth in my world, but I'm told that the calendar is a little different here. I'm about eighteen weeks into my pregnancy, and she's a girl. How about you?"

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

There is a small blonde woman nearby who might catch Virginia's eye, if only because she keeps looking over ta Virginia. Claire isn't trying to be nosy, but she has noticed the bridal magazines and it makes her smile. She's glad to see so many people in the bar happily starting their lives together.

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

Virginia noticed and being very friendly, she waved. "Hi. Don't be shy. I may be fat but it doesn't mean I bite. Unless you're made of chocolate."

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Claire smiles back and approaches her. "Is it coming soon, then? I was huge before my son was born. But then, I never thought he would actually come out."

She joins her at the table, her hand out-stretched. "I'm Claire, by the way."

[woolonyourface.livejournal.com]

"Ooh, not for a while. Months and months," Virginia said, shaking her hand. "And it had better come out because already it's daddy's getting impatient. And I'm Virginia Lewis."

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"It's nice to meet you," she smiles. "Do you know what it's going to be yet?"