Come Feed the Rain

Well, I'm not terribly surprised that I'm the only one of the White Court here (at least so far). The rest of my housemates seem to be of the blood-drinking variety, either of animal or human. Interesting, that. I had always thought the Black and the Red drank exclusively from humans. But given that until yesterday, I didn't think vampires could sparkle in sunlight-- Oh, did I not mention that? Edward, that prudish virgin I'm rooming with, is a vampire that sparkles in the sun. I mean really. I've seen some weird shit in my time; hell, I've played getaway driver for a wizard when he pissed off monkey demons who fling flaming monkey poop. But vampires as sparkling disco balls? Really? Where are the producers finding these people?

Although I suppose this would make for great television, right? The hopeless eternal virgin rooming with the incubus. Speaking of, there seems to be another vampire here who feeds on emotion. His name is Jean-Claude, and he seems to be the owner of a bunch of "gentlemen's clubs" in St. Louis. He was interested when I mentioned how we feed, asking whether we possessed the ardeur as well, but he's a blood drinker. Jean-Claude's superficially nice and all, but he reminds me of dear old Papa Raith, and you know that's just a really bad thing to be reminded of. I've felt the beginnings of interest from him, but again, Lord Raith comparisons are a huge turn-off. I mean, I'm not Lara. I'm not going to want to (in any lifetime) sleep with my father for any reason. Super-old, super creepy, aristocratic incubi are at the very top of my turn-offs list.

And of course, there's Drusilla. She'll be an interesting one to watch. She's gone. Stark raving loony. But then Justine was too, until we got together and she was absolutely delicious. So, of course I'm interested in Drusilla. And normally thinking of Justine makes me back off; I don't want to nearly kill anyone like I nearly killed Justine. But Drusilla's a vampire. It's feeding off the evil. Right?

Whatever. Tomorrow's my birthday (haha I know my mother was hilarious), but no one's gonna know. I think I'm going to have another glass of wine. Or maybe just go to sleep. Given most of these people still seem to be sun-averse, maybe I'll shift my sleep schedule so I can have some quiet time during the day. Empty night, I hope Edward doesn't have a tendency to wander around during the day. I don't think my sunglasses could handle it.