Loki was of a mind to win today as he headed for the racetrack. He planned to use every trick she'd taught him, as well as those he thought he could apply from piloting the airboats back home.

A rakish grin creased his lips as he sauntered up and checked out the building to look for Letty.

A slew of curse words, some English, some Spanish, echoed in the car garage against the rock playing on one of Haurvatat's radio stations. The car, a 1970's Chevy Impala convertible, was hoisted off the ground just enough so someone could fit underneath it. A pair of black-leather clad pants stuck out from the car, moving only when the body of ( Read more... )

The pool was heated. So despite the chill in the air, Letty decided to go to the top floor of the hotel and go for a swim. She used to do it all the time back home in L.A., though she hadn't done it in a while, and Mexico had had some great beaches, too.

She was in a bikini, though her clothes were on one of the lounge chairs nearby including her ( Read more... )

Letty was outside of Ten Forward leaning on the brick wall waiting for Mia. She was clad in leather pants and a leather coat to protect her against the coolness of the night. Fall was almost here, it seemed, and the village was making it known. California was always nice like that - it didn't have much of any season other than hot ( Read more... )

It was late in the evening, somewhere passed midnight but not quite one yet. Behind the garage on the track was a 1973 Jensen Interceptor. Letty had just finished putting one together from scratch and it was time to test her baby out. Driving was really the only release she had while in the village and often it wasn't as good as the real thing - a ( Read more... )

Loki sat at a table closest to the door. He was leaned way back in the chair, his legs from the knees down on the table in front of him. Half his attention on the employees of the club, the other half wandering; touching on everything from his apprentice to his growing familiarity with the game of pool and his own instructor in that endeavor ( Read more... )

Letty was feeling good. A couple of Coronas in her and her time at the Firecracker was a pleasant one. It probably helped that her choice in clothing was black leather pants and a red spaghetti-strapped tank top - warm weather was definitely more her style ( Read more... )

A slew of Spanish profanity rang out and then a crash of metal to concrete was heard before the garage door was rolled up quickly and Letty walked into the light of the sun. She pushed back her wisps of her hair that were trying to escape the ponytail and then wiped the grease from her hands onto her shirt ( Read more... )

Buffy had learned long ago that she could do more with the help of others than by herself. Sure, she bossed people around and was the General in a lot of ways with the others that helped both in Sunnydale and other places but she knew as she stood at the entrance to the lobby and looked into the ballroom, that this wouldn't have been pulled off ( Read more... )

Dom worked himself hard, and then with helping Mia move to Derek's well man needed himself a rest. He still wasn't too sure about this whole move thing, but at least it had been Derek asking and this place not deciding to play chess with his sister. It was her choice at least ( Read more... )