✗XXXVII✗ Child's Play

[king_no_life]

{✠}RAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA!! The automatic rabid-fire of a 1920's Tommy Gun clatters across the empty halls of Marshall's 3rd Floor, followed by the screech of multiple winged rats who were posing the gun...men(?) a bit of a nuisance than the help they usually were. From the sound of their barrating, it was like a child

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[king_no_life]

Master~r?

[She purred delightfully, her child-like toll returning, absolutely adoring the sound of that domineering word addressed towards her.]

Is that what they taught you to call me? Mmmnnn~ I wonder if Arthur would let me keep you.

[the_police_girl]

[She's... still a bit confused. She's spoken with her Master fairly recently, and... he seemed to recall her.

What the bloody hell was going on then?]

T-tha's what you taught me t'call you, sir...

backtagging but I don't care! D:

[king_no_life]

[What a queer thing to say...]

Why would I make you a servant of mine?

Re: backtagging but I don't care! D:

[the_police_girl]

I-if I recall correctly, Master...

You said --a-an' I-I'm paraphrasing this, but-- [She lowers her voice an octave or two to imitate him.] "I seem to 'ave developed a sense of whimsy."

A-at least tha's what you told Sir Integra...

Re: backtagging but I don't care! D:

[king_no_life]

Heh..

[She went from boggled to utterly amused by the very idea.]

..The capriciousness of humans.. Master always told me it would rub off on me one day.

[He had laughed at him then. Yet seeing this fledgling here, and scenting the potency of her blood only Alucard could ever give her, the small vampire king approached her with favor in her eyes aglow.]

I do not know this Sir Integra... But I do know that you are indeed mine, young.. sister, dear.