Jessica Hamby || True Blood (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} brattyvampire) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming,@ 2011-02-25 23:34:00 |
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WHAT: Arriving! And flailing!
WHEN: Just after nightfall.
WHERE: A sidewalk somewhere in town. Where another one of the pups might be for some reason.
WARNINGS: FLAILY VAMPIRE. FLAILY VAMPIRE COVERED IN BLOOD. But it's werewolf blood? That makes it better, right?
Jessica was proud of herself. She'd actually killed a werewolf! Without getting hurt! And she'd fed. No harm in that, right? Really, the big furry jerk was already dead, so why not go ahead and have a good meal to celebrate?
Once that was done with she stood up, big smile on her bloody face, and started to speed off towards Sookie's house. Because, really, she had to make sure Sookie and Bill were alright. The only reason she had to fight a werewolf in the first place was because it-and a couple others-went and attacked her, so Jessica really felt the need to see if Sookie was alright.
And, you know. To brag about the fact that she managed to kill a werewolf without getting slaughtered. That was a big deal, too. Especially for such a young vampire with such a crappy teacher.
But as Jessica ran she noticed something was off. It didn't look like the woods around Sookie's house all of a sudden. Or woods anywhere. Or even the middle of freaking nowhere. When Jessica came to a stop she looked around, eyes wide as she took in the fact that she was, in fact, standing on a sidewalk in a city. And it wasn't even Shreveport! She could tell that instantly. Wherever it was, it wasn't somewhere she'd been before. Which, okay, not that surprising since she hadn't really been to all that many places in the past, but still.
So she stood there, shocked for a moment, before backing up against a building front. "Holy crap!" she said, her accent thick. I didn't think I ran that far. She was getting strange looks from the few passers by, but why wasn't she? There she was, standing there in shorts and a tank top, covered with dirt and splattered with blood. It was not a good look for standing on a sidewalk in the middle of the city.