Meeting across feilds of life and afterlife

[king_no_life]

Who: Alucard king_no_life, Anderson fatherangeldust
When: After Johnny's unfortunate mix-up with the vampire.
Where: The Western Fields
Summary: After weeks of searching with the Priest's scent cloaked to him, the vampire finally picks up his trail thanks to the sample of Johnny's soul snuffing him out.
Rating: R for violence

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[fatherangeldust]

The colors were wrong. Ever since that day, when he fought that monster, things never went back to the way they were. Perhaps it was some manner of teleportation spell the vampire had used to send them to where they were. What bothered him most... the simple fact the colors for everything weren't quite right, along with some of the local plant life.

Some of the trees had the most interesting fruit. Though he wasn't sure he could trust an oddly colored tree with already prepared food. It wasn't sanitary. Though as the days went on, he often regretted this choice and did what he could to put it behind him.

He had often wondered why the vampire's spell never wore off.

Yet as he thought about Alucard, it was then that the familiar voice seemed to echo through the air. Anderson looked from one side, to the other, and finally turned around.

[king_no_life]

The vampire had never intended it to be this way. If it were his uncontrolled powers, or those freak hellspawn owls, he hadn't the faintest. The later was rather ridiculous to him, yet he had heard for much more garish tales. His very existence was enough not to phase him... just, the ludicrousness of this place was the signs of a creature with very poor taste in interior decorating. Nothing he'd be caught alive dreaming about even in some opium-induced haze

[fatherangeldust]

If he were a dog, Anderson's fur would've been up on end. As it was, all he could do was growl in obviously distaste at the vampire's words. So the monster wanted one more sermon? Well, then there was no problem with that.

His words would be quick, and to the point.

"It is mair blessed tae give than tae receive." His accent rolled off his tongue as he spoke. "Git thee behin' me, Satan. Thoo art an offence untae me. Fur thoo savoorest nae th' things 'at be ay god, but those 'at be ay men."

When Anderson had finished speaking, it was then that he lowered himself to the ground as he burst out in full speed.

[king_no_life]

"You know me so well, Judas Priest!" The vampire called out to him with voracious glee. Such a biblical quote never held so true in his favor. He wanted the things of man more than anything, for the things of God had betrayed him long long ago.

"I'LL DARE NOT DENY SUCH A YEARNING REQUEST!" taking the priest's words of getting behind him in a literal and libidos way, twisting them to suit his own proverbial ideologies. And as the ram charged for him he flicked across the prism fields, leaving only the brush to flutter behind him unseen, till he solidified at the priest's back. Not just behind him, but on him, grappling him by the horns while crouched and holding on like a jockey just bursting out the starting gate.

"Ah haa! Ride on Christian warrior!"

[fatherangeldust]

It was when a heavy weight was soon upon his shoulders that he skidded to a halt, in an almost comical manner. His torso leaned forward heavily until he finally straightened his frame. This was ridiculous!

"Gie aff, ye vermin!" He barked a command and tried to throw Alucard off balance. He was finding this to be increasingly difficult.

Finally, he threw his hands up to those damned deformed head decorations to grasp at the vampire's own wrists. The priest was hoping to pry Alucard's grip away, so he could throw him off much easier.