Where in the world?
I wake up with one of those epic headaches and a stiff neck, but the moment I open my eyes, I know something is wrong. Crap. I'm not in my bed, and I'm not with Micah, and Nathaniel isn't there either. No wonder it was so damn cold ! In an instant, I check myself. Shit! No gun, no shoes, no clothes. Just me, in an underwear and t-shirt. And where the hell am I?
I stand up and pick up the heaviest thing I can think of. At least, I'm alone - no growling wake up call for the wicked, it seems. Turns out the only thing remotely close to a weapon is the lamp. I shake off the shade (god, the pink tassles are tacky!) and I stalk out of the room. Only thing I find reassuring is that anyone with pink tassles is very unlikely to be affiliated with the Mother of all Darkness.
Then again, I've seen everything, so I'm not holding my breath.
Typist: This is Anita Blake, vampire hunter, from Laurel K Hamilton's series. I've updated the wiki page before posting. Beware: contrary to the_animator, I do not soften Anita's rants - I let her be herself, 100%.
I stand up and pick up the heaviest thing I can think of. At least, I'm alone - no growling wake up call for the wicked, it seems. Turns out the only thing remotely close to a weapon is the lamp. I shake off the shade (god, the pink tassles are tacky!) and I stalk out of the room. Only thing I find reassuring is that anyone with pink tassles is very unlikely to be affiliated with the Mother of all Darkness.
Then again, I've seen everything, so I'm not holding my breath.
Typist: This is Anita Blake, vampire hunter, from Laurel K Hamilton's series. I've updated the wiki page before posting. Beware: contrary to the_animator, I do not soften Anita's rants - I let her be herself, 100%.