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Sookie Stackhouse ([info]ireadminds) wrote in [info]silverage,
@ 2011-08-16 21:17:00

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Entry tags:!log, bill compton, sookie stackhouse

Another long day.
Who: Sookie Stackhouse and OPEN
Where: New York street outside of Joe's Diner.
When: at night.
What: After work.
Rating: TBD

Sookie had been trying to make sense of what happened to her while being able to survive at the same time. Unfortunately for her, that meant trying to find a job and a place to stay. She really did not think she’d be stuck here for as long as she was, but each day came and went like the one before and after time, she felt like she’d never be able to leave.

Sookie found herself a job at a local diner; being a waitress was really all she ever knew. She was able to find a job at a place called Joe’s Diner, owned by a little fat man named Joe. He was nice, but nothing like Sam in any way. The work wasn’t so bad, but she preferred Merlotte’s and really missed that place right now.

Sookie left the diner after a long double shift that she was asked to stay for. She really didn’t mind, she needed the money and never was good at saying no to helping out. Sookie said her goodbyes and headed out of the diner and across the street, she was staying at a hotel just down the street for now.


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[info]vampire_compton
2011-08-27 06:30 am UTC (link)
Bill was only growing more confused, and increasingly concerned. Clearly this girl knew him and, not only that, was apparently rather annoyed with him. What could he have possibly done to her?

His cogs turned with an increasingly ridiculous list of possibilities. Had he fed off of a family member of hers? Forgotten to glamor her after feeding on her some night, long ago? Did she belong to some vampire? Had they met in some alley?

Well, of course there was only one way to truly find out. He stood up straight and, clearing his mind, gazed deeply into her eyes.

"Look at me. Help me figure you out,"

He took a deep breath and, though it didn't seem like she was responding, he had never met a human he hadn't been able to glamor.

"What is your name?" he cooed.

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[info]ireadminds
2011-08-29 03:29 am UTC (link)
Sookie just stared at him when he tried to glamor her. "Bill, you know damn right that, that doesn't work on me. What is this? Some kind of joke? Another sick game of yours? It was bad enough I ended up here, but to have you acting like you don't know me..."

It really wasn't occurring to her that this might be a past version of Bill. She knew poeple from different times were showing up here, so she just assumed this was the Bill she knew and he ended up here like her.

There was anger and frustration in her voice as she began to talk again. "It's me, Sookie, Sookie Stackhouse. You know the girl you pretended to love on orders of your queen." She sighed. "You used me Bill, made me believe that you loved me. I even loved you back." All of the emotions that Sookie had been feeling, were starting to show and the blonde was almost on the verge of tears.

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