ooc: alas, the Mun does not have Julie Benz at her disposal to record "The Way You Look Tonight" for her. However, due to the Angel episode The Trial, we know Darla can actually sing quite well, and so imagine after reading this post, she makes a voice post singing the following classic tune written by Jerome Kern, lyrics by Dorothy Field: Some day ( Read more... )

occ: takes place concurrently and subsequent to this as part of an ongoing plotHighlights of the weekend had included meeting Kara's friend Peter, who had the surplus of hair, angst and family issues which reminded Darla not just of Kara's past beaus but certain members of her family as well, trying to strike some suspects of the quite long people ( Read more... )

The conversation with Connor had left Darla more unsettled than she wanted to admit. Now that her arm was out of a sling again, she got an appointment to present herself at the Getty Center. It was an odd thing to realize she missed working; and she always thought one should start at the top ( Read more... )

It's odd. Darla doesn't believe she has any particular attachment to Boston, or indeed other cities; if you live long enough, they all become places to leave, some more enjoyable than others, true, but she hasn't thought of any place as "home" since centuries ( Read more... )

After the various threads hereBetween bringing Kara what she wanted and taking turns with Angel in the hospital, Darla tried to track down a woman she had last been in contact with more than a year ago. It wasn't too difficult, despite the fact they hadn't exactly parted on good terms; Nofret was a business woman to her core, and never could resist ( Read more... )

After the conversation with Kara, Darla feels the need for a drink. Several drinks, in fact. And something more urgent: a conversation with her darling boy about what the hell they should do about the Lex Luthor situation. Given that he now had managed to put them in his debt regarding Connor and was simultanously threatening to take Kara away ( Read more... )

It had sounded like such good idea at the time. A weekend in Miami, beaches, dancing, possibly teaching Kara the Salsa and watching Kara beat up some of the local thugs, and beautiful people of either gender to appreciate ( Read more... )

It had been one of Darla's more bewildering weeks. Not on a par with the aftermath of Angel getting cursed with a soul, or with her first days as a human after her resurrection, but certainly memorable, mostly because of the catastrophes which didn't happen ( Read more... )

Once Darla had the name of the hospital, it had not been that difficult to find the motel where a girl of Kara's description had rented a room in. The Immortal's minions were useful that way. However, by the time Darla arrived, Kara had left. This made for several hours of increasing taxi costs and search in every motel and hotel in Lewiston, Maine ( Read more... )

Angel's phone call had come near the end of her lunch hour with Ynez, so Darla, after taking leave of Ynez, went straight home. A few phone calls later she had one of the Immortal's limousines with glasses dark enough for mid-day vampire transportation at her service. Darla would have angrily refuted any accusations about being a mother hen, but ( Read more... )