A motherfucking viking (vikingsheriff) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-03-04 17:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | eric northman, pamela swynford de beaufort |
Who: Eric and Pam
What: Progeny and Maker bonding time
Where: Fangtasia
When: Tonight, late after the bar closes
Warnings: Bloodletting, language, vampire stuff.
Eric had been in constant conflict since Jessica's death had been announced over the network by a frightened little girl. How fitting as that was how Eric had spent much of the last year or so regarding Jessica as such. Maybe not frightened little girl, impetuous perhaps, whiny and bratty? Most definitely. He had thought it idiotic of The Authority to force Bill to turn someone let alone someone as impotent as the redheaded vampire child was. As uninformed as that decision may have been, Jessica had slowly grown close like one of those Chia pets he saw on television. He himself placated and tolerated her but those close to him were close to her. Bill, Sookie, Pam and even Selene had taken a shine to Vampire Jessica.
She had been barely tolerable as a vampire and he couldn't imagine the nightmare she had been as a human. But now dead she was a weighty responsibility on Eric's shoulders. It could be argued that Eric wasn't one for responsibility and he did prefer his playboy days but there had also been a long time in which he had served as Sheriff of Area Five, a job he took very seriously. He had kept careful track of all of the vampires in this area to keep them safe, to keep them sane. To make sure that there was no crossing of lines with humans or otherwise. He had been a leader in his time but there was always someone above him. For a long spell Sophie-Anne, the Vampire Queen of Louisiana had held rule over Eric. After she was delivered the true death, Bill became the Vampire King of Louisiana and in doing so, Eric's boss much to his chagrin.
And even if Bill or Sophia-Anne proved useless there was always someone higher to turn to, The Magister or The Authority themselves. In Eric's world there were rules and he was hardly at the top of the totem pole, not by a long shot. In this world, in this fucked up little world ruled by the dead Selene was asking him if he was ready to lead the entirety of Everett against Jessica's killer who just so happened to be a hell god. While Eric had once been delighted to realize he was now The Vampire Authority, dubbed by Selene, he was frightened too an emotion he didn't feel often and certainly never expressed. Eric had never been The Authority. He didn't want to start now with an opponent who had no weaknesses and wanted to suck them all into hell. He didn't want that kind of responsibility.
He decided to take a snack on the road to go and see his progeny. They hadn't been spending nearly enough time together. There were just so many beautiful distractions in Everett. Clint and Natasha were an obvious one as was Katherine. Eric could fuck his way through the whole town though and it wouldn't make a difference. He wouldn't feel any more prepared for Glory or give him any ideas how to protect the one person he still gave a damn about. If anything happened to Pam, it would destroy Eric and that was another reason why he didn't want to have any more progeny.
The girl he had picked from Katherine's brood was in a particularly good mood and clung to Eric as they stomped through the snow, her fingers taking liberties below his belt. "Save it for Pam," he warned her, shoving her hand away and leading her up into the bar just as Pam was closing it up for the night. "Care to join me for a snack?" he asked as he pushed the girl forward and she took off her jacket to unveil a curvy and corseted form. "I thought you'd like her."