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.

Comments

Re: The Bar

[frater-glacies.livejournal.com]

"Hey." Christian pulled her close, and put his chin on top of her hair. "Emma, it's not your fault, okay? You know that, right?"

Re: The Bar

[icecoldfrost]

"No. You don't get to say that. You don't get to sit there and say that, when I found you the first time. You don't get to say that when I'm the one who told Winston." Shut up, she wasn't going to cry. She was too angry with him "He promised me you'd get treatment, and like an idiot I believed him."

"And then...you couldn't wait. You wouldn't wait."

He hadn't waited for her to try and help.

Re: The Bar

[frater-glacies.livejournal.com]

Christian just sighed. "Ems, you know what it was like there," he said. "Even if you pretend for everyone else - and yourself - that you don't remember, that everything got locked away with that part of yourself that you let loose that night."

"You were that desperate to get out... but I didn't have powers, Emma. And I was sick. But I'm here, right now, and you can abuse me later, okay. Just...sit down, and get a cola, and tell me that you're away from Frost House. And all the stupid stuff girls talk about with school and boys and shit."

Re: The Bar

[icecoldfrost]

"Are you including yourself as a girl in that comment?" And lo, the Frost talent of deflection through sarcasm reared its head.