Klaus actually, really and surely and absolutely, was totally going to find some sort of employment within the month.

He'd been well-behaved for nearly the entire time he'd been in the village, but upon his recent trip to buying a gift for Faye, the shop-keeper had given him an attitude that he hadn't been a fan of. Of course human-beings wanted ( Read more... )

At the start of his shift, before the sky turned completely to dark, Stefan stood a bit casually beside by the front door of Fangtasia. Security at the bar was good to have, very necessary given the proper circumstances. Of course, those circumstances were so rare and far between that it often seemed slow, especially when the bar wasn't as busy. ( Read more... )

It took a while for Willow to work her way to Fangtasia; perhaps it had been the slayers watching her (don't think she hasn't noticed you two - Faith, Buffy - ) and partially... she just didn't want to share.

But it was tiring, trying to convince the average human to let her bite them; and eventually, hungry and impatient; so she moved towards the ( Read more... )

That Jerry didn't like the vampire bar was ironic; he was aware of that. But he was comfortable with who he was. There were ways to flaunt it that didn't involve ... this ( Read more... )

Eve was feeling restless. Purgatory might be considered small by some, but there she was surrounded by her children. On Earth, she had a lot of things to keep her entertained. In Haurvatat, while she had some of her children here, she often felt the place stifling. While she'd like to simple eradicate the humans completely, they were her children's ( Read more... )

L didn't have much longer on his shift, though he did have the feeling that he was being watched. He tried to ignore it and see if he could figure out where it was coming from. Though he kept it in mind he decided to ignore it. More than likely it was simple interest since Damon had mentioned there would be those who would see he was a human and ( Read more... )

In early evening, Giselle moved through the streets wearing a dress and flats and sang a tune softly under her breath. She was in the process of learning it on her guitar and it was called "When The Saints Go Marching In." It wasn't anything she'd heard before, but it was on the video she'd picked up for playing instruction and she picked up the ( Read more... )

The fight with the Reavers had burned away some of the pent up helpless rage that had lingered from home. Some of the restless, too. It was amazing what some well-placed violence could do. The elation had worn off a bit, leaving Elijah slipping back toward his more customary serenity. It truly was serenity, though, instead of the tight repression ( Read more... )

[backdated to last night after everything went back to normal]

Standing behind the bar in Fangtasia, Rebekah was clearly agitated as she yanked her bloody shirt off over her head.  She had a tank top underneath that was only slightly less stained with stinky blood but it was better than the other one.  Eyeing the ruined shirt with a sigh, she balled ( Read more... )

The sun might not burn here, even sans daylight rings, but Damon still wasn't particularly fond of it. Centuries of aversion training, he figured. Back home, even with his ring, the sun was weakening, after all, and Damon did not like to be weak, even when his "weak" was hundreds of times stronger than most people's best ( Read more... )