Gates Keel
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[edit] you get down, real low down
Born in July of '73 to John Samuel Keel and his wife, Rosemary Llewelyn-Keel, Gates is an Irish-Welsh mix born and raised in London ('English by accident', she says) by a Met cop and a homemaker. She studied to become a Watcher, but ultimately left before she would have graduated into the Council proper due to 'differences of opinion' (loud ones) while marrying into a Watcher family (such as she'd never been a part of) with her husband Anderson Blakely.
Anders and Gates were separated less than a year after their marriage, around Christmas. She kept in contact with her estranged husband, off and on, while pursuing a private investigator's license and relocating from London to Liverpool while Anders made himself at home mainly in Manchester. In 2003, while operating Keel Investigations and doing her best to keep up with what the Council was then facing, Gates witnessed by phone the murder of her husband and...spent some time in the British court system on the wrong side of it. Though the murder charge was dropped, she had in fact assaulted a police officer in the process.
It was that year that the world changed, and Slayers all over the world were activated - Gates, to her surprise and the surprise of the man whose face she'd just slammed her fist into, was one of them.
[edit] you listen to coltrane, derail your own train
Currently, Gates lives in Brooklyn, NYC in a carriage house that she rents with a group of friends. Keel Investigations is in limbo while she works odd jobs like private security or the occasional demonic investigation, her main source of income coming out of her work at a NYC stripclub and an adult (& demon) entertainment website where she makes a steady profit from the fact Slayer fetishization is relatively common to the underbelly of the world - under the name 'Buffy' and a series of blonde wigs. A thirty-five year old widow, Gates has never had children and few lasting relationships, as either a friend or a romantic partner. She's been a Slayer for roughly five or six years, and was demon-hunting as a self-employed PI prior to that.
[edit] well who hasn't been there before
[edit] (well okay i made this up)
[edit] (well okay i still get stoned)
[edit] i come round, around the hard way
dangerous where's your work, what's your game, i know your business but i don't know your name, hold on tight, you know she's a little bit dangerous // it's still rock and roll to me hot funk, cool punk, even if it's old junk, it's still rock and roll to me, oh it doesn't matter what they say in the papers 'cause it's always been the same old scene // we didn't start the fire it was always burning since the world's been turning, we didn't start the fire, no we didn't light it but we tried to fight it // it must have been love lay a whisper on my pillow, leave the winter on the ground, i wake up lonely, there's air of silence in the bedroom and all around // the diary of jane something's getting in the way, something's just about to break, i will try to find my place in the diary of jane, as i burn another page, as i look the other way // just what i needed cause when you're standing oh so near, i kinda lose my mind, yeah, it's not the perfume that you wear, it's not the ribbons in your hair, i don't mind you comin' hear and wastin' all my time // women's work she's fighting a battle with no one on her side, she rises in the morning and she works 'til way past dusk, the woman better slow down or she's gonna come down hard // baby can i hold you is all that you can't say, years gone by and still words don't come easily, like sorry, like sorry // those were the days we thought they'd never end, we'd sing and dance forever and a day, we'd live the life we choose, we'd fight and never lose, for we were young and sure to have our way // what if do you think how it would've been sometimes, do you pray that i'd never left your side, what if i had never let you go, would you be the man i used to know // harder to breathe how dare you say that my behaviour's unacceptable, so condescending unnecessarily critical, i have the tendency of getting very physical, so watch your step 'cause if i do you'll need a miracle // let's go she's laughing inside 'cause they can't refuse, she's so beautiful now she doesn't wear her shoes, she doesn't like to choose, she's got wonderful eyes and a risque mouth // if it makes you happy it can't be that bad, if it makes you happy then why the hell are you so sad, you get down, real low down, listen to coltrane, derail your own train, well who hasn't been there before? i come round, around the hard way
[edit] so what if right now everything's wrong
Gates Keel is an original character played by Dele, who apologizes preemptively for her existence. She exists in the Buffyverse, which is not mine and I'm not profiting from its use, or the use of Sheryl Crow's lyrics here. Kate Beckinsale's very pretty face is used without permission.
