001 {video}

[wordaday]

[The first few second of video is an awkwardly angled shot of a very tired, very pretty blonde woman, clearly trying to work through how to use her damn phone. She looks like she's recently been through the wringer, face a mess of healing scrapes and a few shadowy bruises. So, she's just not here for any kinda crap today, phone. Behave.]

Oh lord, I’ve never been good at this computer stuff. What is- oh, eeugh.

[Sookie finally gets a good look at herself in the camera, and that angle is doing nothing for her, yikes. She takes a moment to adjust the angle, until she’s satisfied that she looks actually presentable to strangers and not a damn mess like she’s been for the past week.]

I’m Sookie, ah, Sookie Stackhouse. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be so scattered, I’m just a little overwhelmed right now, if you can understand. [She frowns, a little embarrassed at herself. Get a grip, Sook, it’s just a camera.] Ah, so, I’d really really like to know about churches around anywhere? I’m Methodist, but I’m no stranger to a Baptist service, or any of those big nondenominational-

[And then for just a moment, the Fellowship of the Sun flashes across her mind’s eye, and her stomach lurches. No. No megachurches.]

Actually, no, just small congregations are fine for me.

Also, they're telling me that I've got to be on some TV show called, ah.....[She takes a moment to look at something scribbled onto her palm.] Virginia Lakeshore? Anyone know anything about that? How would I wiggle my way out of that, exactly?

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[restingstitchface]

[Oh. Oh. Her grandmother.

Well then. Doesn't that make everything peachy?]

Curiosity. But also necessity. You asked about churches, and now I know more about you I can make a proper recommendation.

[He texts her the address of a church in Miami; neglecting to mention it's served as a front for the devil. He might also have left out the Morning Star part.]

I've attended in the past. It's not Methodist, but I found it incredibly warm and welcoming.

[wordaday]

Mmm hmm.

[She doesn't believe him, but she doesn't let it show. Still smiling that tight smile, still sweet. Her cheeks hurt a little.]

Thank you. It's, ah, it's a bit far away but the next time I'm in Florida I'll look into it.

[And it's really not a lie, but she's not sure that Florida's going to be in her plans any time soon.

[restingstitchface]

[He smiles again; a calm, polite expression that doesn't hurt his cheeks or make him feel like something inside him is going to snap.]

That's your prerogative. Good luck with settling in.

[wordaday]

Thank you so much. People have been so helpful already, I'm sure I'll have an easy time of it.

[Except for a few, she wants to say.]