The Devil's Nest [Thursday Evening]

[texted3times]

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.

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[texted3times]

Where there was a very full Eric.

Gross.

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[doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com]

After her clinic shift, Navaan headed for the Devil's Nest. She had been planning to try and seduce Teeny (or whatever his name was. Was she supposed to care?) into letting her drink because she'd forgotten her napkin again. But seeing the imposing guy behind the velvet ropes, Navaan had promptly forgotten all about Tonsil.

"Hellooooo," she said, sauntering over. "Nice shoes. Wanna--"

The narration is convinced that everyone can fill in the blank, here.

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[texted3times]

Eric snorted. "Another one?"

Vampire, terrible pick-up line, whichever.

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[doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com]

"Do you want more?" Navaan asked, thinking he only meant pickup lines. "I've got like a hundred."

Because, well, look. Had Eric seen himself lately? Or at all? Ever? Navaan would totes tap that.

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[texted3times]

"A hundred vampires or a hundred terrible pick-up lines?" Eric replied. "One is more interesting to me than the other."

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[doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com]

Navaan paused. "Oh. You're the throat-slitting vampire boss that whats-her-name was telling me about."

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[solo_sword]

Jaina hadn't been very social with anything except the machines at the gym this week, but by Thursday she decided she was being stupid and should get out at least for the length of time it took for her to finish a drink. And when she saw Eric, she figured she should let him see that she was okay after the weekend.

"Interesting music," she greeted him.

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[texted3times]

"I like it," Eric said with a little smile, patting to a spot on the leather seat next to him.

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[solo_sword]

Jaina sat, giving him a little smile in return, even if she'd been kinda doing without those. "And how are you doing?"

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[texted3times]

"Something feels strange about tonight," Eric said. "I feel a...presence...that I should not. He's dead." He tilted his head to look at Jaina. "A familiar feeling for you?"

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[solo_sword]

"I know a little about that," she said, suddenly a little concerned. "Who is it?"

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[wantedtoburn.livejournal.com]

Godric waited in the shadows until the rest of the customers were gone, just watching.

"Eric," he said softly, knowing full well that Eric had felt the moment he had become corporeal again.

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[texted3times]

Such was the link of blood between makers and their children.

"//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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[wantedtoburn.livejournal.com]

"//And yet it is,//" Godric replied, stepping closer and drinking in the sight of him. "//We should be grateful.//"

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[texted3times]

"I'm not very good at grateful," Eric murmured, staring down at Godric. "How? You--"

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[wantedtoburn.livejournal.com]

"It is only for a few days," Godric said quietly. "I felt that you wished to see me."

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[ofthe-blood.livejournal.com]

Irina eyed the tall man in the VIP section for a few moments before making her way toward him. She was of above-average height, with dark curls falling out of a loose braid, and dressed in a man's shirt worn loose over a deep navy ankle-length skirt. Her speech was clear but marked with a thick Russian accent.

"Hello," she said. "Is this your club?"

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[texted3times]

"It is," Eric replied, nodding his head. "You like it?"

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[ofthe-blood.livejournal.com]

"It looks expensive," Irina decided. "Clean. I like the design. The music is -- different. Reminds me of an old friend."

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[texted3times]

"Your old friend like old Norse music?" Eric replied.

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[ofthe-blood.livejournal.com]

"I think he was Norse," Irina volunteered, with a little shrug. "I keep running into people who like old things."

Or she had been a fangbanger. Same difference.

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[vanillajello]

Kate thought Eric needed to be swamped with people was 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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[texted3times]

"Depends," Eric said. "Is your friend usually dead?"

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[eyelidkisses.livejournal.com]

"For a while now," Lionel offered up, with a little wave. "A year and a half, two years?"

Kate kind of wanted to shove at his shoulder for saying that so easily. But she didn't. "Eric Northman, Lionel Trane," she introduced. "Lionel, Eric. Eric's dead too. Different kind. Specifically, vampire."

Lionel gave a mock-shocked gasp. "I knew this place was fucked up!"

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[texted3times]

"You don't know the half of it," Eric said with a little grin, nodding at Lionel, then signalling to Tiny to bring Kate a drink that was definitely not just a soda.