[[Recorded Personal Journal. Off Network]]
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Saturday. September Fifth.
I have been neglecting this journal, private and public. My own lack of discipline displeases me greatly. There hasn't been very forward advanced to report, no sudden epiphany of weakness or strengths as yet. I do want to record the exhilarating sensation that this full moon has provoked inside my system. A blazing bliss that begins tingling the edges of my teeth until it covers all my form, curling my hair, deepening my thirst.
[She pauses, the vague howling of animals was but a whisper in the record, but to her senses...]
The Children of the Night [She announces dryly] That is one of the Count's quotes. They do not make music, they weaved symphonies, like siren's songs fatally irresistible. Before the change, their rattle would be another vexing noise, however now this has changed. All has become so bloody different. Hm.
I would make note to avoid the City today. My iron self-control shall not slip, but I cannot take any absurd risk. What I crave is to run into the unknown forest pathways and inhale the scent of their predatory actions. They can allow themselves to behave in such manner for they are beasts and our lesser, this is only temptation to overcome and I shall remain intact.
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What a beautiful night. Alucard shall finish that line in his usual stereotypical menacing manner I have grown used to.
[Her voice has a darker, lower ring than usual. An underlying sense of dangerous amusement]
The menacing halo around the full moon certainly brings memories. It's such splendid evening that even the network usual whinging and the frenzied noises would be unable to spoil it.
(ooc; Backdated to much, much earlier during the curse. Vampires are not quite too animalistic unless they shapeshift, but the full moon makes Hellsing vampires crave for blood).