Jessica had taken advantage of Fandom clearing out for the fall break to head back home for another visit. Still no sign of Sookie, to her disappointment, and Bill was busy doing King stuff. It was much more fun, she decided, to be a princess and not a queen and have to worry about all those boring things ( Read more... )

Jessica was running late due to LJ downtime, and it totally wasn't because she'd slipped off the the mainland to find someone to drink. She couldn't help it; she needed real blood, not TruBlood. And as long as nobody knew and she covered her tracks with glamouring, it was fine, right ( Read more... )

Jessica was still freaked out about the fact that she bit someone and killed him Sunday. She didn't know that all the random deaths over the course of the weekend hadn't stuck, so she was convinced someone was going to find his body (though she checked and he wasn't where she'd left him in the park) and she was going to get blamed and that stupid ( Read more... )

Jessica could deny her hunger no longer. For hundreds of years she'd been cursed with this undead existence, hiding from the sun, living on the blood of rats because she couldn't bear to harm another living being. Then she'd stumbled across that bleeding body in a dark alleyway. There'd been nothing she could do to save the unfortunate victim of ( Read more... )

"Well, this is stupid," Jessica grumbled when she learned of the situation at Caritas shortly after her arrival. "How am I supposed to serve drinks when all the alcohol is gone? Was there some sort of big party or somethin' last night? And why wasn't I invited?"

Caritas was open, but all that was available was soda and TruBlood.

Jessica had gone shopping on the mainland the night before, and she'd scored some Vamp nail polish from Chanel (and the matching lipstick, of course). It was a moral imperative she buy it, but she'd hadn't had time to do her nails before getting home. So now as she sat by the door to the club, she carefully painted her nails. So sorry about the

Jack was behind the bar, where he had proudly put up his very own sign: HALF PRICE DRINKS IF IT'S YOUR LAST WEEK ON THE ISLAND.

Hopefully no one would take him up on it!

Tiny was not getting involved, but he would tattle to Eric if they took too hard a dip into the profits and that would be coming out of Jack's salary and not his, thank you so

Jessica was feeling a little broody that evening as she manned the door. She knew the recent graduates would be leaving the island soon, and that included Sookie. Her Sookie back home was still missing, and she couldn't help but worry that something similar would happen to tiny!Sookie. Of course, things were completely different between their ( Read more... )

Most of the grey had faded from Jessica's skin. Stupid corrupted teal deer with its stupid corrupted blood making her sick. She was a freaking vampire! She wasn't supposed to get sick. Fandom, you were so not fair ( Read more... )

Jessica still had her tiara (of course), but her hair was mussed and the tiara was askew. On the way to the bar she'd run into a...well, she thought it was a teal deer, but it was more grey than teal and fangy and what the hell it was attacking her. She had to bite it back to stop it, but its blood tasted like shit, and she spat it out before ( Read more... )