Eric Northman (
texted3times) wrote2013-01-31 05:10 pm
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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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"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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