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Feb 20, 2007 00:14

A tall mysterious figure, wrapped entirely in a black cloak, walked slowly inside, looking around. Blinking slowly, he surveyed the situation before coming further into the room. His features were all angles, yet incredibly handsome. His dark green eyes, pale skin, black widows peaked hair, and old fashioned looks setting him apart ( Read more... )

dracula, jonathan, re-introduction, quincey, tom jones

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quiet_dignity February 20 2007, 15:40:12 UTC

*sdfghjk O____O* You're -- you're dead.

vlad_dracula21 February 21 2007, 06:29:46 UTC

Vlad aimed a toothy grin at Jonathan" Last time I checked I wasn't... " He straightened and chuckled. "You just thought I was... you and that old fool of a professor." He chuckled again and turned away, not concerned with Jonathan. The man wasn't likely to be a threat, so long as he left him alone... And truthfully, Vlad thought that it looked like there would be many others who would be much more fun and entertaining than him.

A disdainful glance back at the man conveyed all of these thoughts with one look.

Here We Go Again.... A Second Time! professr_abe_vh February 21 2007, 08:45:24 UTC

"Be careful, my dear count. That 'Old Fool' might be right behind you." He gave him a grin, a low chuckle coming from past the thick curling smoke of a cigar. Dr. Van Helsing stepped out of the shadows, circling around between Dracula and Morris as he watched him warily. "I thought you'd have learned by now you're not welcome in civilized society. A creature such as you should slink back to your castle."

(OOC: ~Holds up a puppy Abraham Van Helsing~ I found him in the abandoned pile... 6_6 He's so cute! Can I keep him? 9_9 )

quiet_dignity February 21 2007, 17:00:21 UTC

"You were," he insists, frowning. "I saw it myself." There's a short pause, and then --"If you harm anyone, the girls, any of my friends -- anyone here, I swear I'll kill you myself."

quinceypmorris February 20 2007, 18:24:56 UTC

*Quincey stands very straight, and his voice is firm, but he looks just a little pale, and a hand goes instinctively to the knife at his belt*

Then I'm sorry to say you're sure to interrupt the peace of several good friends of mine who deserve a chance at a happy life.

vlad_dracula21 February 21 2007, 06:32:30 UTC

Vlad turned to him and quirked an eyebrow. "Oh? Then I'm sorry to say that they will just have to get used to having me around." He smirked again, fangs flashing. "I don't intend to fight...unless you perchance decide to start one..."

quinceypmorris February 21 2007, 06:36:06 UTC

"It's not fighting I'm worried about," Quincey replied. "We'll only have to get into that if you're fool enough to bother the girls again."

notallworthy February 20 2007, 20:47:27 UTC

Tom looked at the newcomer with undisguised curiosity. "What are you counting, then?"

vlad_dracula21 February 21 2007, 06:34:15 UTC

Vlad looked right back at him, just as curious. "I'm not counting anything. Count is my title... as is Prince..." He tilted his head to one side. "Please to meet you, I think, Mr...?" He paused, and raised an eyebrow, waiting for the other.

notallworthy February 21 2007, 07:13:34 UTC

"Oh." Tom blushed a little, he was such a country idiot that he really should have just kept his mouth shut on principle. With a grin he gave a polite bow. "Jones. Thomas Jones, sir."

Typist: Sorry for the double posting.

three_proposals February 21 2007, 00:02:30 UTC

*.... pardon her while she screams*

vlad_dracula21 February 21 2007, 06:34:42 UTC

Vlad blinked then let out a tired sigh. "Oh lovely. Here we go again..."

three_proposals February 21 2007, 20:05:26 UTC

*will likely just be fainting now, or something*

minaharker10_2 February 23 2007, 01:51:37 UTC

[Typist: I've never read the Dracula Tape...it's the one that makes him sympathetic, right? Well, that ought to be interesting. And, in any case, I am fangirling you so much right now. My puppet...isn't. ;)]

*she doesn't scream like Lucy did, but does rather the opposite; she is silent for more than a full minute, her eyes wide with pure terror, swallowing compulsively as if with the memory of his blood, her hands twisting together violently. Perhaps she doesn't speak because his single command for her silence that one, fateful night had so much of an effect that she can never forget it. And so it takes what might be an eternity for her to actually speak, and when she does, her voice is far, far more unsteady than it generally is, and she doesn't look at him* Please...please don't hurt Lucy...or Jonathan...or any of the others. I will... *she swallows* do anything.