-accidental voice- Post XXI

[13sugars]

[Be happy that the video feature isn't working, because by the sound of it, it seems like Abel has eaten something that didn't quite agree with him. By 'didn't quite', of course, it means that it sounds like his body is rejecting his entire stomach and maybe his lungs too. There is going to be one very irate Cain. Abel made it to a bathroom, but

Comments

/Comment Log

[king_no_life]

[Though the sound is just a gruff sigh, the tone reeks of a father's disappointment. Carefully though, Abel's hair is slipped from his shoulders and wrung around several long fingers. Winding, winding, winding till the locks of silver are spun tight around gloved white knuckles and the poor priest is yanked up from the bowl of his acidic refuse.]

You lightweight.

[The robust voice of denunciation is cool at Abel's ear.]

/Comment Log

[13sugars]

[The chills were setting in, and the man was shaking like a leaf. Well, Sai had told him that he would be sick. He wasn't sure how sick, just... sick. If he'd known it would be this bad, he would have reconsidered eating before getting the chip removed. There was an overly dramatic yelp as Alucard yanked back on his hair.]

It's n-not m-my fault!

[HURK. Thankfully, just a dry heave, and he settled again, groaning.]

I didn't think it'd be this bad.

/Comment Log

[king_no_life]

With the trash you wolf down it is unsurprising... Hush.

[The vampire crooned to him as he racked another set of digits through Abel's bangs and combed them back to avoid anymore of a mishap on himself. Pitiful little thing; had he been eating properly like he told him too the effects should have been much less... noxious.]

And breathe.

[False breath he did not need himself wafted at Abel's neck as he would feel Alucard's chest flush at his back. Lungs filling he would set a pace for him to find proper respite. A red-coated arm then wrapped around his waist and the vampire's palm fanned against his abdomen to gingerly stroke the spasms down. Here was an act he hadn't preformed on his own child since he was still alive... and yet at that moment it came to Alucard as clear as those ancient days.]

Breathe, my childer~

/Comment Log

[13sugars]

It's n-not th-

[Hold that thought, another digested onslaught was set on cutting off his original protest. Thank God it was a working toilet or else there would have been a serious problem here. Breathing was certainly a task more easier said than done, though the moment he could, he gulped in air like a drowning man, panting. What a way to be stuck in. He had hoped to do this all in relative solitude instead of having to embarrass himself.

Still, it was nice to have someone holding his hair back. Finally, after a moment, he mumbled out his excuse.]

It's not the food...

voice;

[declaim]

[ Someone sounds panicky! ]

Father, what's wrong?!

voice

[13sugars]

Nothing I shouldn't have seen coming.

voice 1/2

[declaim]

voice

[declaim]

You didn't tell me first, did you?!

[heinesangel]

[13sugars]

[BLUARHGHAHSDHSDGHFHEHAF]

I LOL'd!

[heinesangel]

WINNAR IS ME

[13sugars]

[Baw so sick]

Th-think that's the l-last of it...