A Report [Eric]

[Selina Carter]

Selina leaped up in the air. She quickly wrapped her legs around the guys neck and bended back. While bending back, she quickly used her legs to throw the guy behind her, and she had no trouble landing back on her feet. She smiled as she saw the human male knocked out on the floor. She was happy to save this girl from him. Selina walked over to the girl who sat by the garbage. She gladly helped her onto her feet. The girl was about nineteen maybe, and why she was near a place like fangtasia, Selina had no clue.

"Get out of here. Go back home. Understand." Selina said to her. The girl just nodded, Selina watched the girl run off to find her car. Selina nodded her head and had a smile on her face for a brief moment. When Selina turned around she saw that fangtasia wasn't to far away. Maybe a block or so. It would seem also that not that many people were there on this night. Selina grabbed her long black coat that layed on the ground and put it on. She had her basic black leather cat suit on, with a pair of black high heel combat boots. It was her signature look. She liked it.

One place that she has never been since she has moved to Bon Temps is Fangtasia. Mainly because she was a loner, but she decided that she would go check it out, see what all went on there. Once she got to the entrance, she didn't even bother to wait in line, she just went in. What was the body guard really going to do to a skilled girl like herself. Nothing. One thing she did notice though when she went in, was that everyone had kind of a slut look to them. Yes, even the guys. She was the only one in full clothing, then again, the corset she wore around the cat suit made her boobs stick out, so she could maybe be classified as it to. Selina wrapped herself in her coat so that no one could see the beretta semi automatic pistols that she had. The are inside separate gun holders that wrap around each one of her legs.

She quickly went over to the bar and sat on one of the stools. The bartender was far to busy to ask if she wanted anything to drink, and Selina was hoping that she wasn't quite noticeable...

[Eric Northman]

Eric had been sitting on his throne when he saw a couple leave the bar. It was a couple of humans. He didn't really care all that much just because none of the vampires here were causing too much of a commotion. Tonight was a fairly good night, but it wasn't that busy. He hated that during the week his attendance went down, but alas that was the deal with people who had to work and only came here on the weekend just to get their rocks off.

He watched over his bar and was surprised to see that Pam was doing her job at the door and not complaining about the leather she had to wear. She really didn't fit into the typical stereotype of vampire because she preferred to wear pastels and track suits. Most vampires of this area had to take some time to appear in the bar just because it made things easier for him in keeping track of them. Plus it gave the humans some variety rather than the few vampires he hired in to work the bar.

It wasn't long, but after a while a female walked into the bar, and she was wearing head to toe leather. She fit in with the typical fang banger, but he knew that she was a vampire herself. The humans created a breeze and on the wind he caught the whiff of gun powder. He knew that the vampire was packing heat. If she had wooden bullets she was hunting vampires, normal bullets and she was just different. It didn't really matter to him, but what did bother him was that she had it in his bar when all vampires knew not to bring that kind of stuff into his bar. He walked up to her and he tapped her on the shoulder. She should have sensed him coming, but he just did it to keep up his appearances. "Excuse me, but I need to have a word with you. Come with me." He said coldly. He didn't usually take problem people to his office, but he had no idea how old she was, and he didn't want to have trouble.

[Selina Carter]

Selina was kind of happy that no one noticed her. She was just there to check things out, and to see if there was any threats. One thing that kept crossing her mind though, was the guy that she saw sitting on a king like chair. She knew that Vampires had like some type of laws and stuff like that, but she had never looked into it. She also never looked into what they call Sheriff's. She actually knew nothing about them. She had heard that people were looking for her, since she broke a rule or law or whatever.

She was good at running though, she knew how to keep a low status most of the time. When though a man though began to walk toward her direction, her guard instantly went up. Selina was thinking that the person might try something with her, and if this person was, they were about to wish they would have died before meeting a girl like herself. All she got though was a simple tap. Nothing more. That is when she looked over he shoulder to see a quite handsome man. It was the guy that was actually sitting in that chair.

When he asked her to come have a word with him, she was kind of puzzled. Why was he asking her of all people to have a word with him? She got up out of the stool and began to follow him. She kept a safe distance, but one thing that she did notice, was that people began to stare at her. Selina just looked at some of the people back, then she began to hear whispers. She has a gun, is one thing that Selina heard from someone. She frowned and wondered why that mattered.

She kept following him, and then saw his office. She picked up her pace and managed to get infront of him and quickly make it inside. She didn't bother to turn around when she made it inside his office, she just stood in the middle of the room. "Is there a problem?". Selina made sure to make her voice loud and clear for the man to hear.

[Eric Northman]

Eric was plenty annoyed that this vampire had brought a gun into his bar. He was more annoyed that she had moved into his area and she hadn't come to ask for permission. He had heard of her before, and she had killed many a vampire. He wasn't pleased that she came into his bar and was packing heat, but he wanted to talk calmly to her first.'

When she arrived in his office he wasn't thrilled that she went in first. Most vampires had respect for him, and they feared him. Even though he was a sheriff he could have been the king. He just didn't want to get into the politics of the whole business. He was deep enough as is. He took his time going to his chair behind his desk and he sunk into his chair. "Take a seat," He offered to her. He really didn't want to get into the whole situation about the gun but he knew that he had to... eventually.

He looked her over in the office light, and even though she was wearing a catsuit she was good looking. He wasn't about to jump into bed with her, but she wasn't bad looking. "I bought you in here for a reason. You have a gun on you, and I'm sure you know but guns aren't allowed in here because it is a place where humans and vampires may interact freely. What they choose to do after they leave is their own business." He explained to her. He didn't want to start a fight, but he was sure that he could take her if he needed to.

[Selina Carter]

Selina was still wondering why exactly she was brought into his office. She hadn't done anything wrong, so what she had the guns on her. It was something she always had to have on her, to make sure she was always safe is she were to lose in hand to hand combat. It also just completed the outfit she always wore. Selina could survive without having the guns, but if someone tried to take them from her, then they would probably get there asses kicked by her. She actually decided to take a seat and made herself a little bit comfy in the chair.

Eric was clearly the person who ran this place. When he started talking about her guns not being allowed in fangtasia, she just rolled her eyes. The comment that was about to really set her off though was when he said was what they choose to do when they where gone was there own business. Selina wondered what would have happened to that girl if she wouldn't have came to her defense earlier. Would she have gotten rapped? Or even worse, killed by the man. No one around this area would have done anything either, which makes Selina sick to her stomach.

"I don't understand what the real issue is with me having a gun in this bar is. Am I hurting anyone, am I pointing it in anyone's face? No. I am just simply here to check out the place." Selina said in confidence. She wasn't afraid of this guy. That was one thing that she was sure of. "What people do outside this place is there on buisness? Really now. When I was walking hear I ran into a couple and had to save a girl who was about to get raped. I am sure you had to hear some of the screaming before I got to the girl and got the guy away from her," Selina said.

[Eric Northman]

When he saw her roll her eyes he gave her a dark look. "Is there something wrong with how I choose to run my bar? No guns is a safe way to be sure that no one gets hurt under my roof." He said to her with a look that most vampires knew not to mess with. He knew that he had a role to play, but he wasn't about to let some random vampire into his bar and bring a gun on her hip where people could see it. "Unless you are a police officer, or you have a permit to carry you should remember to keep your firearm out of my bar in the future." He told her. He hoped that she understood, and she wasn't about to pull the weapon on him.

"I am sheriff of the area, and it seems like you have been a vampire around here long enough to realize that you have to conform to hierarchy to some extent. If you don't then you are chancing getting the true death." He said to her looking her in the eye. He didn't know if she was going to follow his rules, but if she didn't he had all rights to remove her from his bar as the owner of the bar. He wasn't thrilled that he had to follow rules, but he knew that he could use his own force when he needed to. That was why the dungeon was there.

"If they were humans, I have no control over them. I run my bar, and keep the peace in here to conform to the authority's wishes." He said to her. He knew that the Authority would have his head if he didn't follow their rules, but they left loopholes and one of them was that as soon as they left the doors they weren't his responsibility. "I heard some of it, but I have no control over vampires after they leave my bar. So long as they can manage to keep their dealings out of the public eye we don't really pay close attention. You might forget, but some of us have been around for quite a few centuries and we tend to stick to old habits. Some, like me have conformed, and take only willing participants. Others, as long as they can stay out of the way of the police are free to do as they please. Only after that am I allowed to take necessary measures." He said to her. He hoped that she understood, but from her actions he assumed that she hadn't been around much of the normal vampires as of late.

[Selina Carter]

Selina couldn't help but think what an ass hole this guy seemed like. If it wasn't for her dealing with that human, who was about to drink her blood, which Selina would still like to know why he was doing that, the police would be here in a heartbeat and wonder what the hell is going on here. Selina takes out her guns from her holster and puts them on the desk. The feeling of not having them in her holsters is very weird. A girl like herself loved her guns, and it just made her feel more safe, though she could take on a guy hand on hand.

“I never really understood the rules, maybe because I hunt our kind more than socialize,” Selina said, looking the man straight in the eyes, as he was her. “Was that really all you wanted me for, just my guns?” Selina wondered. There really couldn't be any other reason why he wanted her around anymore. Selina looks over her shoulder and can hear the door slowly opening. She looked back at the male not really caring who was about to come in, but waiting to see what his answer would be.