A motherfucking viking (vikingsheriff) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-07-26 16:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | eric northman, katherine pierce, pamela swynford de beaufort, tara thornton |
Who: Eric and Pam with appearances by Katherine and Tara
What: Eric goes to nom nom and retrieve his progeny and grandprogeny
When: tonight
Where: Katherine's brothel
Warnings: Eric is a pissy vampire and it's all because of Dick.
Eric was still angry when night fell and he rose from his coffin in the projects. Things were very quiet and it was disorienting for the vampire for a moment until he realized that he had sent Pam and Tara away without an explanation and instructed Pam to wait for him to explain later. Later it seemed, had come and he could accomplish two things. First, he needed to feed. Dick for all of his polite posturing didn't have the manners to offer Eric a drink during his captivity and since he didn't think the Moroi Queen would appreciate him taste testing her guardian, he had yet to eat. The hunger made him even more angry than he might otherwise be.
He stalked through the forest, a loping six foot four giant crashing through the woods. God help any creature that happened to get in his way. The cries of the witches in the distance only enhanced his terribly bad mood and he thought he might like to crush one of their skulls beneath his feet. He was itching for a fight but as if the forest itself knew the rotten mood one of it's local giants was in, nothing came across Eric's path.
The hunger was pounding by the time he got to Katherine's brothel. The usual people were all hanging around. Eric had lived at the brothel for some time so he was used to their schedule and the clients that patronized Katherine's establishment. He had also come to know the whores quite well, as well as one could know a whore anyway. "Hi, Eric!" they all chirped after him. It was like they enjoyed the abuse. Eric knew that some of them did. Normally he would have taken one of them, the most beautiful one by the hand and lead her up the stairs. He would have stared at her with those ocean eyes and whispered pretty things and seduced the blood from her neck and on occasion sex would accompany the experience. Eric was in no such mood to play nice today. He grabbed the nearest girl, some plump beach ball looking girl with a ridiculous name. He grabbed a handful of her black hair and tilted her head to the side. She screeched in surprise as his fangs sank into her throat right above the fresh marks of another.
"Eric," Katherine said, interrupting the two of them. "How nice to see you again. Snooki was just seen by a client. She's not ready for a second yet. Can I interest you in one of the other girls?"
Eric withdrew his fangs and turned his most chilling gaze in Katherine's direction. She immediately took a step back as if he had struck her. A little thrill rushed through him both from Snooki's blood and the fear he had just instilled in Katherine. The brothel madame simply turned around and walked up the stairs, to where Eric cared not. He sank his fangs into Snooki's neck again. She was like a fat little cheeseburger waiting to be gobbled up.
A moment later he heard footsteps on the stairs, these ones were heavier than Katherine's. More bold and less demure, angry maybe. He withdrew from Snooki again and his fangs popped back into his mouth. "Pam," he said as he looked at her, his face smeared with blood. He pushed Snooki away from him. "You may go now." She was crying but he didn't care. He just reached up and wiped his mouth with the back of his arm, smearing blood across the side of his jaw and over his sleeve.