Post LXX [voice]
[The voices are a bit muffled. There's a bit of shifting around for a second, before finally voices are made a bit more clear. Sounds like it's being spoken through some heavy fabric.]
... You already...
It hasn't been that long already, has it?
[A pause]
It hasn't been how long? [There's a childish giggle from a little boy, and then a soft ( Read more... )
... You already...
It hasn't been that long already, has it?
[A pause]
It hasn't been how long? [There's a childish giggle from a little boy, and then a soft ( Read more... )
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Just... a bit outside the warehouses or so.
... Don't... rush or anything.
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There's a coven of bats that swarm the sky and blanket the moon just briefly to herald his arrival. In a flutter of a thousand leathery wings he drops at Abel's side, the smell of his blood pungent in the air.]
You wont drink to save you even an ounce of pain even if I offered it.
[A rhetorical question of course. The archaic father knelt just enough to gather his child up into his grasp as if he weighed little more than a feather. Let him feel a little shame.]
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You know me too well.
[He murmured softly, wincing as the man gathered him up. Well, his shame was more or less shot after he nearly got his heart literally torn out by a little boy here.]
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[The sanguinary scent Abel was dowsed in was enough to drive any weaker nightwalker mad with hunger. For Alucard it only fueled his chagrin that it had been spilt at all. The wounds were clear enough what sort of weapon had been used... yet whom here was powerful enough to wield them in such a way and be under his radar of sense left him in wonder.]
Just be still.
[He would berate him for the answer... yet not until he was horizontal.
Bowing his lithe legs, the vampire sprung up into the night sky in a jagged zig-zag of shadows that shot down from the heavens towards the hospital.]
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[Trying to defuse the situation as best he could, chuckling dryly and wincing from the pain that it caused]
Of course...
[Abels eyes closed, the effort just from healing now exhausting him. He needed this moment. Thank God he'd gotten it]
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She hadn't the slightest what had happened with her new comrade, and honestly feared the worst. For all she knew, he was a human, and they were a tiny bit more susceptible to, well... death.
And it really had to be a big deal for her Master to go out of the way to save this man... Sweet Lord, she prayed everything would be alright.]
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[Came a chiding bellow from the far side of the room. Alucard, with the wounded priest entered through the flagging of the curtains. Red-hot eyes, like beckons in the night, did not bother to settle upon the girl who had done exactly as ordered.
The floor made not a sound as he glided to the bedside and lied Abel to rest, where he leaned down to let the cold sensation of his cheek touch the warmth of his childer's face.
An assuaging breath in his ear, he sounded as if he almost forgave him, feeling indeed the lancing of a heart pierced by a kindred's sorrow.]
Deşi... Necazul nu vine singur niciodată. . . [Yet... trouble never comes alone.]
[The father of instigation would always follow after it. Be the trouble brought upon himself or by others. Alucard was insufferable resilient that way.]
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[It must have been strange, to see someone as tall as Abel carried like a child across the threshold into the room. His face was as white as a sheet, though he still smiled weakly, one hand still pressed firmly and immovably against his chest where the blades had exited.
Laid down on something at least a little softer than your average blacktop, Abel sighed softly... though his hand didn't move from his chest. The soft, cold touch actually seemed to soothe him a bit before he gave Seras the recognition she deserved]
Oh... you got here fast...
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Not that it particularly got to her or anything, to be quite honest. It was fairly commonplace, after all.
She smiled softly giving a timid wave from the wall, not daring to move any closer unless she was given expressed permission.]
Yes, Master told me I needed t'get here an' prepare the room an' whatnot... Ah-- are you olrigh'?
[It was PRETTY OBVIOUS he wasn't, but it would've been rude of her to at least not ask.]
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[The Master answered as he drew away from Abel like a thick red veil. The words were stamped to expose Abel for what he was to Seras. That though the would-be priest's power paled his fledgling's own, they were equals. Part of a line that shared a blood as old as storybook legends.]
Slow.. without proper nourishment.
[He could never say it enough. Yet that constant barrage to take care of himself lest he waste away was in itself Alucard's twisted sense of compassion.]
Yet that leisurely recovery may be for your best interests, hm? Childer?
[Something inclined what needed mending, was not the threads of sinew cut. The placid aura of the hospital would be the ideal place... to recollect whatever had been lost.]
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Not when his mind was so set on shutting down.]
You sound more like my mother than my father when you harp at me you know.
[The nanos slowly began to recollect the blood pooling in his chest, taking their wonderfully sweet time about it... while ignoring the cracked bone. A slow recovery? ... No, it wasn't his body he was worried about. Abels gaze looked suspiciously vacant, the smile empty.]
I'll be okay. I always am.
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For a moment, she seemed puzzled --as she always did-- but, unlike most times, her Master's words clicked near immediately. In that click, it looked as if she'd been struck.]
He's--... Y-you're a vampire too? [Coulda fooled her, Abel-butt. You're waaaay nicer than any vampires she'd ever met before!]
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[He would make a pretty hot mom, Abel, admit it. An amused light in his eyes, yet his mouth still pulled in a hard line. The boy would pull through. The wounds would mend. The scars would fade. And so too the memories with enough time. Enough distraction. Enough deterrent from the agony.]
Come here.
[A terse order as he waved his fledgling to the other side of the bed.]
Hmhm, lowest of the low, you both are kin. Mine.
[That towering stature then lowered enough that the priest needn't strain to see the ember-like light of his eyes.]
Yet what of you, Childer? Where is yours? ...Something has gone missing...
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[His tone was joking, but weak. Not just from the blood that was being seeped up within him. He didn't even notice Seras catching on to the hint. His shoulders instead sagged as Alucard began to talk again. Bring mention of that.
... He'd failed her. Him. Sai or Xi or Lehko. All the same. It was like watching a frame of glass slowly crumble to pieces.]
Ah...
[And the cracks started to show through the facade of calm happiness]
... I don't know. She's wandered off, I guess. Maybe I've lost her.
[His shoulders began to shake, his head lowering into his hands as what sounded like a strange mixture of laughter... and gentle sobbing, began to overtake him]
She's run off without me and for the life of me... I don't know where to look.
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Oh, the tone...
It was really killing her.
She barely knew the man, but, as empathetic as the girl was, she could almost taste his pain, his visible anguish only fueling the fire further, bright, cerulean hues glistening with the beginnings of tears.
The little Draculina kept her mouth closed, careful not to speak out of turn.]
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