He might find another young man picking through the ruins of one house, wondering if there was anything useful to find. A red cloak, presumably belonging to him, was draped over what remained of a nearby wall.
Erk was really worried now. He'd only ever seen one thing this destructive - a tornado. Even the dragon Nergal had summoned probably couldn't have done this all in one night. And yet even with the storm nobody had noticed a thing, and even if it had only touched down along this street there should have been at least debris in the others.
He looked up, looking startled to see someone else exploring the wreckage. He was a little cautious about drawing his attention, though - just because he was here didn't mean he was safe to be around.
With a frustrated huff, Alucard stands up, brushing dust off of his hands and clothes. He stretches his arms and back from being stooped over, and notices that he's run into another search party. He figured he didn't have much to lose by asking some questions.
Erk shook his head. "Not really. I'm not sure anyone even lived in this house." He straightened up slowly. It would have been nice to at least have some sign that there'd been an effect here. "I don't suppose you have any idea what could have done this, do you?"
Maeko was determined to do something helpful around here. Which was why she's trying her best the clear away as much of the smaller debris as she can. She's been dragging it over to the sides of the road to form little piles. She's also humming a cheerful little song. When she noticed Alucard, she waves happily.
Just as he thought he'd get some time to himself, Maeko turns up. Already annoyed with the lack of clues presenting themselves, she was greeted with a frown.
"I don't think it will do much good. This street is completely demolished. It's not like we have somewhere for all this debris to go. And there's nothing even useful to be found in it."
It was for an errand that was necessary, but monotonous. While Mister Hollom had taken the affairs of the Colonel to his own responsibilities, Lord Edrington had every wish to leave the house on his own. There had been reports of damage, and he wished to at least glimpse at the debris, though he had no intention to rifle through it.
His purpose in guiding his warhorse with him was to take her for a proper ride, keep her fit and well cared for, and to test the borders by which the rules of imprisonment were governed. It would do him well to know how far it expanded.
Yet there was that familiar face dallying amongst the rubble. Reins in hand, he walked by, and with a polite nod, called out,
"Good day to you, sir. I see you have made good on your aspirations."
Something about the way this fellow had spoken in their initial conversation lead him to expect this sort of behaviour. He was a curious man, this dark haired figure, and so the Colonel took no such surprise from the actions displayed.
Al wiped sweat from his forehead with the palm of his hand, looking annoyed. Not at Edrington of course, but at his lack of finding anything useful.
"Ah. Good afternoon. I'm trying, though I've not really had any luck. I think these houses must have been empty."
He looked around over the rubble with a frown. "I'm just confused as to why we didn't hear something that caused so much damage overnight. And in such a confined area, too. It doesn't make any damn sense."
He regretted to say it, however the man certainly had a point. Being a man of the army and a high ranking officer, Edrington had learned to fall asleep quickly and yet rest lightly. He would have heard such devastation, if there had been a rabble in the night to be heard.
"I wanted to see the extent of what had been reported. I see now that it is worse than I had assumed."
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Erk was really worried now. He'd only ever seen one thing this destructive - a tornado. Even the dragon Nergal had summoned probably couldn't have done this all in one night. And yet even with the storm nobody had noticed a thing, and even if it had only touched down along this street there should have been at least debris in the others.
He looked up, looking startled to see someone else exploring the wreckage. He was a little cautious about drawing his attention, though - just because he was here didn't mean he was safe to be around.
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"So, find anything?"
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"Not a clue. We should have heard or seen something that would cause this much destruction. It looks like Godzilla blasted his way through here."
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"Alucard~! Hi!"
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"What are you doing?"
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"I'm trying to clean up a little around here. I want to do something to help out, since my gift baskets for the monsters aren't working."
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His purpose in guiding his warhorse with him was to take her for a proper ride, keep her fit and well cared for, and to test the borders by which the rules of imprisonment were governed. It would do him well to know how far it expanded.
Yet there was that familiar face dallying amongst the rubble. Reins in hand, he walked by, and with a polite nod, called out,
"Good day to you, sir. I see you have made good on your aspirations."
Something about the way this fellow had spoken in their initial conversation lead him to expect this sort of behaviour. He was a curious man, this dark haired figure, and so the Colonel took no such surprise from the actions displayed.
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"Ah. Good afternoon. I'm trying, though I've not really had any luck. I think these houses must have been empty."
He looked around over the rubble with a frown. "I'm just confused as to why we didn't hear something that caused so much damage overnight. And in such a confined area, too. It doesn't make any damn sense."
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He regretted to say it, however the man certainly had a point. Being a man of the army and a high ranking officer, Edrington had learned to fall asleep quickly and yet rest lightly. He would have heard such devastation, if there had been a rabble in the night to be heard.
"I wanted to see the extent of what had been reported. I see now that it is worse than I had assumed."
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