Log-Dracula and the Wolfman

[immortalservant]

Characters: Akira not_a_damn_dog and Alucard immortalservant
When: Shortly after this conversation http://not-a-damn-dog.livejournal.com/1965.html?thread=151725#t151725
Where: Large patch of green in the northwestern sector
Rating: PG-15 to R for violence.
Summary:Alucard interested in

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[not_a_damn_dog]

"Yo, there you are," Akira said, venturing forward to his opponent, "Glad you could make it."

He was in human form, clad in only baggy khaki's as he basked in the flow of the moons. High spirits weren't usually Inugami's thing, but he couldn't help but be a little intoxicated, tonight. Hopefully this one wouldn't snack on him like the last one did.

"So, what are you usin'?"

[immortalservant]

Alucard turned towards the boy. The living were so easy to find, heartbeats were hard to disguise.

"I really don't wish to waste my bullets in a spar, so I'll be using my own powers." he answered. "Attack when you wish, boy."

[not_a_damn_dog]

"Alright, your call," he said, dashing forward, "Mind you, I ain't really trained to fight. I kinda' play it by ear!"

He threw a snapping kick at Alucard's middle, hoping to catch him in the chest.

[immortalservant]

The vampire took the hit and was kicked back several yard, however, he remained on his feet. "That all?" he chuckled.

[not_a_damn_dog]

"Hardly. I ain't playin' all my cards yet, either."

[immortalservant]

"Well then, play!" he laughed

[not_a_damn_dog]

"I could ask the same. You bring it."

[immortalservant]

Alucard moved foreword swiftly, balled up a fist and aimed a strike for the other's jaw.

[not_a_damn_dog]

Akira's head snapped back with the impact, causing his heels to skid as he tried to recover. He was actually dazed for a moment. He'd meant to take the hit and gauge Alucard's current use of strength, but he had underestimated it.

"Damn! You hit fuckin' hard!" he yelled, "I think my jaw cracked for a moment."

[immortalservant]

"You wanted me to hit you." he said and aimed another strike, this time for the werewolf's ribs.

He had felt the other's jaw crack unde rthe strike, which meant that this pup's healing abilities may match the Nazi wolf's back home. One way to find out.

[not_a_damn_dog]

Akira's arm moved in front of him to try and grasp Alucard's wrist. He had no intention of just eating another hit out of curiosity.

"Well ain't that nice of you. Glad you could oblige. Allow me to give back your gift."

His arm blurred as he sent a hard uppercut toward the vampire's chin.

[immortalservant]

Alucard took the blow, laughing, and used his free hand to finish the interupted delivery of a strike to the other's ribs. The wrist being held, twisted out of the other's grasp only to latch on to the werewolf's own.

[not_a_damn_dog]

"You're certainly pretty damned resilient."

gone for the night, tty tomorrow

[immortalservant]

"I could say the same" he said as the strike struck the other's ribs.

[not_a_damn_dog]

He absorbed the blow with a grunt of pain, then disengaged from the up close battle, dashing back to put distance between them.

"Got one hell of a pain threshold, don't you?"

[immortalservant]

"Pain?" he snorted "I hardly feel such things any more!" Alucard laughed and went after Akira again, fingers open and ready to clasp around something neck-shaped.

If this was his idea of a spar, a full out battle against such a vampire was probably the last thing on anyone's list of things to do for the day.