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|[ WHO ]| Jessica Hamby
|[ WHERE ]| Around the mansion
|[ WHEN ]| Monday, July 30 | 3:00 AM
|[ WHAT ]| Wandering about after feeding.
|[ STATUS ]| Open | In Progress

She'd been here too long. Sure, this place was ready and willing with the blood donors and whatnot, which wasn't necessarily in short supply back home, and wasn't completely overrun with idiot specieists who hated her just because she'd drawn the short stick (or the never ending stick of fucking awesomeness if you asked her), which it was in Bon Temps, but it also didn't have her friends here either. And that... that sucked. Jessica might have many friends, but she had a few. And now here... well, she was pretty much on her own. In Bon Temps she knew who to stay away from and who to fuck with. She knew who she could talk back to and who she shouldn't for her own best interest... though that usually didn't stop her either. But still, it was an ingrained fact in the little redhead's brain. Here, she didn't know who she could trust. She knew that people here who seemed like her weren't like her. She knew that there were people here that had a whole different category of abilities that she'd never even thought of, much less heard of. She was used to her kind of vampire... her kind of werewolf. Hell, even her kind of shifter and witch. She wasn't used to all these other types, even after all this time here. What she wouldn't give for the normalcy of Fangtasia right about now. But as it was, at three in the morning, it was an hour before she should probably turn in because the sun, well, that was a bitch in bright clothing for her pale-skinned and befanged nature, so to speak. Then again, Jess was usually one for pushing it to the last minute. She liked to live and if you were sleeping, you weren't experiencing something... even if it was just boredom...