Blood on Blood

Aaliyah walked into the Lair, excited to see her friend Viola again. She had met her at a concert in the eighties and they had created a bond. She had heard from several sources that this was were Vi was staying, so as she was here anyway, causing havoc, she decided that she was catch up with her at the same time.

Viola had been outside the liar, taking care of Angel for what she thought to be the last time. The rabbit was dying, fast, and the only thing she could do would was make the animal comfortable in it's final days.

Then the familiar scent hit her nose. Dangerous and flighty- the musk of a certain Aaliyah Wood. She automatically stood up, hair falling in front of her eyes. In a flash, she was back at the liar, forcing a smile for the girl.

"Haven't seen you in a while," she noted. That concert... Why did she even go? She wasn't a party girl...