| Third person sample |
[Sep. 23rd, 2009|10:24 pm] |
Fangtasia was quiet tonight, and Sookie Stackhouse had definitely taken notice. It didn't seem like many people were here, other than the usual. Eric looked amazing as usual and Sookie kicked herself for thinking that way. Bill had just proposed! And Eric was an arrogant jerk anyway. What did she want with him? Nothing. Or so she told herself. Sookie was here for one reason and one reason alone, to find Bill.
She didn't like having to wait to see Eric, but she did understand that he was a busy man. He'd just gotten back from New Orleans so he was behind on…everything. Pam and Chow had kept the place up nice enough though. Sookie watched while a fangbanger tried to hit on Eric. He didn't look impressed and soon enough he had turned her away. Eric seemed to be very particular in what he was looking for in a person.
"Sookie." He smirked, always happy to see her. At least most of the time. Sometimes she was a pain in the ass, a very hot pain in the ass, but still. "And to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" He asked, showing a little fang. Fangs often came out when a vampire was horny, as well as hungry.
"Save it, Eric." Sookie said. There was a lot of annoyance in her voice and she didn't try to hide it, even if the 1100+ year old vampire could kill her easily. Not a lot of people would get away with talking to Eric that way, fortunately he wanted to get into Sookie's pants enough to put up with her outbursts. "Where is Bill?" She asked him, crossing her arms. She wanted it to be clear to him and everyone else in the vampire club that she was all business tonight.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Sookie." Eric said as he shook his head. It hadn't been his turn to babysit Bill. It was rather convenient though, considering he told the Queen that he would take care of Bill. "Why don't we have a drink and talk about it?"
"I'm not in the mood." Sookie said. "I just want to know where Bill is." She was almost pouting. Bill was very important to her, and he had asked her a very important question before his disappearance and now she might never get to answer it.
"Sookie, " Eric tsked, as if he were talking to a small child. "This is not the first time that Bill has up and left you, and I doubt it will be the last." There was far too much amusement in his tone about that.
"You don't understand, Eric." Sookie insisted. "This was different…I think he was taken." Bill Compton was in trouble and it was up to Sookie to save him, even if she had to do it all on her own. |
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| First person sample |
[Sep. 23rd, 2009|09:56 pm] |
I often wonder what it would be like if Gran were still alive. I find myself missing her every day, even if it has been months since she died. Part of me still blames myself for what happened to her and I know Jason feels that way too. I feel like whenever he looks at me, he is judging me. I'll never forget the slap across the face he gave me. I'm not even sure that I blame him for it. The truth is, Gran would still be here if I was the one home that night. Tina probably would to. Guilt is something you become accustomed to while dating a vampire, I guess.
Don't get me wrong, Drew Marshall killed Gran and all of those women, and I blame him. I just wish she was still here, even if I wouldn't be. I'm not suicidal or anything, though some might say [Sam] that I have a death wish. I can't help it if I get into lots of trouble. I just wish people would stop being so judgmental. How is it fair that vampires can only get married in one state? Aren't we past the civil rights days? Ever since the Japanese developed that synthetic blood, nothing has been the same.
I'm not Nancy Normal anyway, I guess I was always destined to be a freak, and freaks…well they attract other… "freaks". Honestly though, I've seen more damage caused by humans than by vampires. It's quite a sad world we're living in today when we claim to be so advanced. |
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