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fandomtownies2011-06-15 09:10 pm
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The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening
Jessica was perched on a stool at the bar, trying very hard not to look at the cowboys who had wandered into the club. She was feeling very hungry lately, and TruBlood just wasn't cutting it. How hard would it be to glamour one of them and sneak out and....no no no no.
Instead, she tried to focus on the book she'd picked up. "There is no solace in this place. I struggle to find it, but it eludes me. I have drifted through this castle like a specter, seeking to find one shred of comfort. This place is death. It reeks of it. Tastes of it. I can hear its cries on the wind, and I cannot hide from its cold touch. How very odd that this sad little journal, with its tattered pages and frayed binding, should be my only companion."
Jessica snorted. "You should blog instead," she said to the narrator. "Then you'll get readers to interact with." Which reminded her, she should do an update soon.
Instead, she tried to focus on the book she'd picked up. "There is no solace in this place. I struggle to find it, but it eludes me. I have drifted through this castle like a specter, seeking to find one shred of comfort. This place is death. It reeks of it. Tastes of it. I can hear its cries on the wind, and I cannot hide from its cold touch. How very odd that this sad little journal, with its tattered pages and frayed binding, should be my only companion."
Jessica snorted. "You should blog instead," she said to the narrator. "Then you'll get readers to interact with." Which reminded her, she should do an update soon.
Entrance
Bar
Dance Floor and Lounge
VIP Section
OOC
And one day I'll be dead yo yo yo