Eric Northman (i_bite) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2011-06-06 17:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | amy pond, eric northman |
Out at night (Amy)
It was hard for Eric to not be happy. In the strange way of things that tended to make a vampire happy, Eric had plenty going on. He had his bar here, and it was doing fantastically, he had many prospects with Baba Yaga that gave him pleasure on many different levels. He was finding his way about the City, and discovering it's lack of vampire laws to be freeing. He'd met a vampire who he'd thought at first he'd enjoy killing, but found out he enjoyed talking to. Plus he had his little human, Fred. What a good little human she was, too. He knew where she was, what she was feeling. And the next time they saw one another, she'd feel mighty infatuated with him. His very nearness would make her feel safe. It was the false safety that gave him the biggest smile. He also wondered how her dreams were.
He was taking a night off from Fangtasia, he decided he didn't need to be there so much right now. He had his vampire dancers, and those were enough to keep the humans of this place enchanted. Seeing him was a special gift that they clamored for, and he thought the less they got, the better it would be for business. Just when they gave up on ever seeing him, he'd waltz in and sit with them.
There had been a leaflet in the City's newspaper talking about the library's expansion. He'd always found interest in museums. Sometimes he even found something of his own in them. He didn't know if this place would be the same way, but he wanted to go and see what was there on offer.
One other person had apparently the same idea as he did. Eric recognized the smell, and he approached the little redhead quietly. When he was directly behind her, he inhaled.
"Amy Pond." His voice was slithery and deep, like velvet. He'd done it on purpose, of course.