Posted on October 31, 2012 by Merlotte's Bar and Grill

I’m dressed as @Eric_ofArea5?

Seems like @SamMerlotteTB has called in some help to find a Halloween costume….

I appreciate Tara's help, and Pam's influence has certainly improved her look, but somehow this costume just doesn't seem right for Sam…especially if he's going to be taking @emma_were trick-or-treating. He could just shift but that doesn't really sound like much fun. Besides, I know Emma is looking forward to seeing and being seen with him. So maybe something like this would be better:

After all, where better to hide a shifter than inside a monster plushy?

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Posted on October 19, 2012 by Merlotte's Bar and Grill

Luna, Emma and me have been back now in Bom Temps for a while. But ya may have noticed we’ve been laying real low since the escape from The Authority. Y’all will remember that Luna shifted from bein’ Steve Newlin back to herself. Since then there ain’t been much talk ’round town, but I know people are talking. Ya can’t own a bar and not know what the folks ’round here are sayin’.

People are questioning what else is out there, ‘part from the vampires. Now folks are startin’ to realise there might be some substance to the idea of the werewolf, but shifters, they are somethin’ some folks ain’t had much idea ’bout ’til that night. Now I’m hearin’ from people passin’ through that there’s some hysteria growin’. Next thing ya know there’s gonna be ‘witch’ hunts, which is only gonna drive us back to the days of old when we lived in fear of persecution and the humans not understandin’ that for most part us shifters and weres jus’ wanna live our lives in our own way.

Now I find myself lookin’ over my shoulder an’ worryin’ ’bout Luna and especially Emma. Reckon it’s time to speak to Alcide and Martha. It’s time for all of the two natured to stick together. It’s time for me and Luna to become friends of the Shreveport Pack.

Posted on September 11, 2012 by Merlotte's Bar and Grill

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Riding home from Martha’s Luna tried not to fume. The woman could be so damn stubborn! A tired smile tugged at her lips.

“Pot meet kettle.” she murmured against Emma’s hair.

Emma didn’t stir, she was so tired, and probably confused, too, but Sam must have heard her whispered words, he glanced over in her direction. He could probably guess what she was thinking, but Luna told him anyway.

“Martha can be stubborn but I never dreamed she would cut herself off from…” Not wanting Emma to realize she was talking about her, Luna let her eyes falls to the dark head snuggled against her.

“Well, ya never know, she may come around yet,” Sam told her.

Luna considered debating the point but held her peace. He’s been right before when he urged her to let Martha play a role in Emma’s life. She hadn’t wanted to hear it then…

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