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sirenspull_logs2012-07-17 11:53 am
thefourteenth) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-07-17 11:53 am
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She’s a bitter bit of history, and you’re her lamb to slaughter,
Who: Visser One & Sam Merlotte
When: Tuesday morning
Where: nearish Merlottes
Summary: Sam has something to say to this alien bitch.
Warnings: extreme feels, general terribleness, language.
[The unusual morning was predated by an unusual night: being kept late at the office turned into leaving much later than normal, which led to her rushing home without a stop at the House first. It had been nearly two days without feeding; by morning, the Kandrona hunger is setting in as weakness in her limbs, exhaustion lidding her eyes, and frayed nerves that would have her snapping at everyone at work.
Instead of going through another ten hours without sustenance, Edriss gets up at first light. She needs to stop at the House and feed before work, so leaves her apartment a mere half hour after sirens. The route to the House (and the small Yeerk Pool inside) takes her fairly close to Merlotte's pretty soon after their third shift ends, but Edriss doesn't remember that right now. She's distracted and sloppy, forgetting the enemy she probably made when she spoke to Lucifer and cutting corners through narrow alleys.]
When: Tuesday morning
Where: nearish Merlottes
Summary: Sam has something to say to this alien bitch.
Warnings: extreme feels, general terribleness, language.
[The unusual morning was predated by an unusual night: being kept late at the office turned into leaving much later than normal, which led to her rushing home without a stop at the House first. It had been nearly two days without feeding; by morning, the Kandrona hunger is setting in as weakness in her limbs, exhaustion lidding her eyes, and frayed nerves that would have her snapping at everyone at work.
Instead of going through another ten hours without sustenance, Edriss gets up at first light. She needs to stop at the House and feed before work, so leaves her apartment a mere half hour after sirens. The route to the House (and the small Yeerk Pool inside) takes her fairly close to Merlotte's pretty soon after their third shift ends, but Edriss doesn't remember that right now. She's distracted and sloppy, forgetting the enemy she probably made when she spoke to Lucifer and cutting corners through narrow alleys.]
no subject
There is one way. Edriss lifts her chin challengingly and looks right into his eyes, weakened but dangerous.]
If you let me show you, I promise not to go after your brother. I'll never speak a word to him.
[Because of course- siblings. Family. That's how humans and the like work.]
no subject
A threat. Against Tommy.
Sam has pushed her against the wall before he even realizes he's moved, a knee angled between her legs to trap her, baring his teeth as he stares her down. He's seen the gun, but it doesn't even register as something to be afraid of, or worry over. He has a gun too.]
Fuck you. [his voice is barely more than a whisper, so angry that his shoulders are shaking] You'll never speak a word to him, you hear me, 'cause if you do I'll turn into a pit bull and chew your goddamn face off. You're so interested in shifting, I'll show it to you.
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You can threaten me all you like- or you could give me something back, and get actual agreement. I know from experience that getting your enemy to do what you want always works better with their cooperation- not through threats of force.