"I'm going to kill our new bartender." Pam glared at the man.

"That won't be good for business. Try finding your happy place," Sookie suggested, trying to distract her. "I have a customer and all she thinks about is different ways to kill her boss."

"And this works?"

"She's not in jail and I've seen her boss. Horrible woman. I think it keeps her sane."

Pam tapped a nail against her teeth. "You could be right. He would look better wearing his intestines as a scarf."

Sookie kicked herself for not suggesting yoga. It was getting tough to find barstaff.


trueblood100challenge #25: crazy
tank girl


Pam didn't miss her own body heat. She'd weathered enough winters as a human that she was more than appreciative of it no longer being an issue.

She found her ambient temperature made her environment a much more interesting place. It wasn't just the blood she drank, it was the body heat of every living thing around her. Not just living things, but mechanical things as well.

Humans forgot that. It gave you senses for hunting your prey that humans didn't consider. She carefully removed the recording device from underneath the table. It also made finding their widgets a breeze.


trueblood100challenge #24: warmth
tank girl


"I keep meaning to ask, Pam. What's with your smile at the door tonight? You looked miles away." Sookie cocked her head in interest.

"It's a slow night. No bar fights, no hens nights, no frat boys. So I amused myself by contemplating the best way to kill each person as they arrived." Pam nodded towards a man sitting in a nearby booth. "Blue suit with a Bowie knife through the heart. His companion, smothered with a plastic bag." She shrugged. "It makes me feels warm and fuzzy."

Sookie shuddered. "Remind me not to ask you questions like that again."


trueblood100challenge #23: better


Pam sorted through her mail.

The death threats went to security to determine if they were a rant or something more serious.

She poked through the usual pile of fan mail. It had always amused Pam that the men who seemed barely capable of signing their own names, would send her missives detailing their fetishes.

Pam smiled in delight. She recognised the handwriting on the parcel, knowing it would contain a card that simply read: thinking of you. There was never a return address, but his taste in women’s clothing was impeccable. Why couldn’t all her fans be so delicious?


trueblood100challenge #22: return


It wasn't until Sookie hit a straight stretch of road on the way home that her mind started to wander back to the fight she'd had with Eric.

No voices had been raised, but she was sure every vampire in the bar heard their argument. Eric had been so maddenly calm with her that she'd eventually stormed out in a huff.

It wasn't until now that it occurred to her, that if Eric was truly angry with, he could easily tear her arms off. She wondered if this meant that he loved her or just found her an amusing distraction.


trueblood100challenge #21: tear

Good Intentions

"I don't think Sookie will appreciate all the thought you've put into this." Eric leaned against his desk as he inspected Pam's birthday gift.

Pam pouted as she carefully adjusted a bow. "But look at the effort I put into the wrapping."

"It's very decorative, but she's still going to throw a tantrum, which in all likelihood will mean I miss out on sex. I think you're going to have to return this one and try again."

With a sigh Pam turned and ordered the strategically beribboned man to leave the office. "Do you think she would prefer a woman?"


trueblood100challenge #20: the road to hell


Having dinner offer itself to you, often naked, was nice, but there were times Pam missed the hunt. You never knew what could happen when it came to human fight or flight responses.

The braggart from the bar was just as likely to wet himself, as the cowering girl was to stab you with a nail file. That didn't stop either ending up as lunch, but Pam always felt it added a certain spice to her meal. Of course that could be the fear and adrenaline. She wondered if perhaps she should perform a blind taste test to find out.


trueblood100challenge #19: instinct


Pam and Sookie sat in a booth observing the patrons of the bar.

"Brown shirt, silly red agricultural product hat. Sloth."

Sookie followed Pam's gaze. "Good call. I can't believe he managed to leave his house tonight." She smiled at Pam's delight in crossing another sin off the list. They'd agreed that lust and envy were too obvious and were working their way through deadly sins bingo with the remaining five.

"That leaves greed. Tight blue shirt, tragic 70s hair."

Sookie paled as she spotted the man. "That's bingo, but he's a drainer."

Pam rose gracefully. "Not for much longer."


trueblood100challenge #18: seven deadly sins


"Can you give me a heads up on what they've been up to before I put the fear of Faith into them?"

Andrew leaned back in his chair. "The girls were out celebrating Caitlin's birthday. The paparazzi were trolling nightclubs for drunken celebrities and they mistook Padmini for some Bollywood starlet and wouldn't take no for an answer."

"What happened?"

"A lot of broken camera equipment, some sore heads and one particularly obnoxious gentleman may not have yet landed."

"Nothing to lead the bastards back to us?" Andrew shook his head. "They have been paying attention in class. I'm impressed."


open_on_sundaychallenge #378: clash
open_on_sundaychallenge #379: still flying
open_on_sundaychallenge #380: grill
Part of the London!verse


"This isn't a typo is it?"

Dawn looked up to see Rachel frowning at the overnight reports.

"Spike really dealt with those four infestations and was back here before midnight?"

"Yeah. No bloodshed either." Dawn smiled at the memory of Spike's description the previous evening. "He struck a deal and convinced them all to move elsewhere."

"And they went without fuss? Something's missing there."

"Spike was a bit vague on the terms of the deal. I'm unsure if he's promised them a year's supply of kittens or he just bested them at poker, but it's undoubtedly something a bit shady."


open_on_sundaychallenge #375: deal
open_on_sundaychallenge #376: invasion
open_on_sundaychallenge #377: move
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse