Eric Northman (
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The Devil's Nest [Thursday Evening]
Eric was opening the club tonight, a move that kind of shocked the DJ when he arrived five minutes late.
After being assured Eric wouldn't eat him this time, the DJ promised to play whatever Eric wanted.
Turned out the DJ didn't have ancient Norse ballads.
The new DJ would be there tomorrow. Tonight you were subjected to the contents of Eric's iPod.
There were plenty of ancient Norse ballads on that.
After being assured Eric wouldn't eat him this time, the DJ promised to play whatever Eric wanted.
Turned out the DJ didn't have ancient Norse ballads.
The new DJ would be there tomorrow. Tonight you were subjected to the contents of Eric's iPod.
There were plenty of ancient Norse ballads on that.
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"Blood wine?" she asked, calling in a pouch of gold and putting it on the bar. "Or blood, or whatever I can get."
She'd drink before her daughter came back.
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He's gotten Tiny to mix him a vodka tonic before he realized the dark-haired girl across the bar was .... exactly who she reminded him of.
So this was to be his haunting, he thought grimly, and went over to say hello.
"Zdravstvuj, Miss Belutsotskerova," he said. One hand was around the glass; the other was in his pocket so it wouldn't shake. "I'm sure you know this is a surprise."
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"Irina." When Tiny wouldn't give Emma a vodka to match, she flipped him off. "Is there some disaster that has sent you fleeing to our scenic shores, or is this a social call?"
Emma didn't really think of Irina as dead. Because, well, with so much time travel on the island, lots of people were from time periods where, if they returned home, they were already dead.
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If for nothing else but to order a fancy foreign soda and to banter at Tiny.
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"Hey, bitch."
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KATE HELP.
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It shouldn't be long, anyhow. He knew she'd been dreaming; she had called him. And her having powers, well....Ems had always been a know-it-all.
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Especially once the moment she hit the island's shores, she'd felt a mind she hadn't sensed in years.
"What. How." Emma was torn between tackling her brother and slapping him upside the head. "You are such a shit."
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So she was simply back to visit to try and see Savannah for the weekend, and making the most of recently turning twenty-one by ordering the the most obnoxiously pink alcoholic cocktail she could find on the drinks list. It tasted like sherbet. Instant success.
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Dance Floor & Lounge
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"Hellooooo," she said, sauntering over. "Nice shoes. Wanna--"
The narration is convinced that everyone can fill in the blank, here.
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Vampire, terrible pick-up line, whichever.
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"Interesting music," she greeted him.
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"Eric," he said softly, knowing full well that Eric had felt the moment he had become corporeal again.
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"//I wasn't sure if I should trust what I was feeling//," Eric said just as quietly in Swedish. "//You faced the dawn. Sookie watched. This shouldn't be happening.//"
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"Hello," she said. "Is this your club?"
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thought Eric needed to be swamped with peoplewas still unsubtly wiping her eyes as she dragged Lionel over to the VIP section."Do the drinking rules still hold up on a weirdo evening like this?"
Lionel was just eyeing Eric with interest. Also unsubtly. He was dead, not blind.
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OOC
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