☠ LVIII

[deathbutler]

And so this day rolls around again~ ♥ When we're all inundated with friend and foe alike, and, my favorite, admirers.

Ladies. Gentlemen. You are welcome to prostrate yourself before me at your earliest convenience~ Let's not play coy- no need to be embarrassed, here.

Though if you'd like, you may line up in order of attractiveness.

And

Comments

[der_freischuetz]

Sounds like someone is enjoying the day of tourism.

[deathbutler]

Oh, you aren't?~

[der_freischuetz]

They offer little of interest. Last time it even brought more of Hellsing in.

[deathbutler]

Well, I suppose it makes it disappointing from your point of view then, yes.

[der_freischuetz]

Probably can't be helped.

Don't let your admirers be too forward~.

[deathbutler]

[Only teasing, but~]

Will you be jealous~?

[der_freischuetz]

[Two can play at this game!]

Do you want me to be jealous, Grell?

[deathbutler]

Every man wants a woman to be jealous~

And every woman wants a man to be~

See?

[der_freischuetz]

Perhaps. And if it were so~?

[deathbutler]

My heart would have to soar, of course~

Something like that.

[der_freischuetz]

[Oh, and would you look at the time.]

Why, happy Valentine's Day to you, too.

[deathbutler]

Nfu~ ♥

[And Rip should indeed expect a bundle of roses- white, with some bloodstains, how classy~]

[der_freischuetz]

[Classy, of course! Startled at first, she'll be oh so pleased~ with it.]