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[bequeathal]

Characters: bequeathal and vatheon
Location: The Park
Time: Dusk
Style: Any :3
Status: Open (just nobody eat him, I'm looking at you Amaterasu!)

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[bequeathal]

Blood. Blood.

Adrian could smell it and it quickly piqued his interest. He didn't quite feel so fatigued anymore and he sat up (somewhat wobbly) as his tiny, beady eyes squinted to try and see who had brought whatever it was that was so bloody. Damn these little eyes, he thought, he couldn't see!

Perhaps he could just get a little closer... Maybe he'd be able to smell it better then too!

Since he couldn't exactly walk in this form he flopped forwards (onto all fours) and crawled slowly, he probably wouldn't be noticed... after all, he was quite small!

treadjack; haaaaay

[eatingwings]

A large ominous shadow appears, engulfing the assassin and the dhampire bat. A massive black bat, with six searing red eyes and a crown of demonic horns jutting out of its forehead swooped down in front of the tiny dhampire bat.

Alucard wrapped a large leathery wing around his child, his eyes staring at Altair. He looked more like a demonic and regal looking fruit eating bat than the vampire ones. Nevertheless, he opened his hellacious jaws to speak. The voice was not of Adrian's tiny adorable skreeees, oh no no no. 'Tis a disjointed and demonic purr, more akin to a growl.

The Nosferatu inclined his crowned head towards the assassin.

Hi daddybat! :3

[bequeathal]

It never occurred to Adrian that whoever the hunter was -as he still could not fully make out their shape- was making movements to protect their kill from him. He only wanted to get a better look and maybe try it, a little. So he he continued to inch forward very slowly until a familiar presence curled around him.

He sat perfectly still now, surrounded by his Father's huge wings.