.001 || say hello, sweetheart.

[demonmilk]

Characters: demonmilk and vatheon
Location: Center of the city
Time: Midafternoon.
Style: anything is welcome, starts in third
Status: open like a book

He was just about to take a bite of his pizza when he ended up in some bubble.

"Well, isn't this a problem. I was about to have my pizza and then .." he looks extremely dissatisfied; he hadn't had some time to

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[xakunoikizama]

[ Somehow, the little prince couldn't help but feel the teeniest bit on edge with this guy. He couldn't place his finger on it but he hated feeling that way. So he's got a huff and a pout as he suddenly thrusts his arm out with a towel. ]

Yeah. You're not allowed to leave. Get used to it.

[demonmilk]

[Who was this puny little kid here? With a towel? Well, that could help. He takes the towel and dries his hair a bit.]

Not allowed to leave ... well, this is a problem.

[xakunoikizama]

Like I said, get used to it. We're all stuck here.

[ Puny kid, large huff. ]

[demonmilk]

Shouldn't you be a bit more welcoming towards me? I am new here, after all.

[he gives the kid a small smirk.]

[spanking_angels]

[ Hi, Bayonetta is out and about. Totally ignoring you. ]

[demonmilk]

[Someone ignoring Dante? No. Not allowed.

He whistles softly at her before walking towards her.]

Hey there~ mind telling me where I am?

[spanking_angels]

[ Bayonetta turns around, putting her hands on her hips. ]

Hmn~? Oh this? This place is called Vatheon, darling. I take it you're new?

[demonmilk]

[Damn~]

I sure am, sweetheart. [he wants to tap that, oh yes he does. He lets his eyes wander down her slender body, then back up to her eyes.]

Mind pointing me in the right direction? Or even better, escorting me there?

[bequeathal]

"Your assumptions are, sadly, correct young man."

Alucard's voice floating on the stale air of Vatheon, soft and gentle as he approaches the extravagantly dressed, silver-haired, young man. Alucard could sense a new presence in Vatheon quite easily, especially when their essence was tainted mixed with that of the paranormal. He was not yet quite skilled enough to figure out what dark aura it was this young man held, but he could feel it nonetheless.

"I was only recently torn from my world myself, there is a lot to learn and I fear I am not the best to explain it to you... But that is of little mind now, I suppose, are you all right? I trust the arrival did not scathe you?"

[demonmilk]

"Oh, wonderful~"

Dante looked over the man who was now in front of him. He was certainly pretty for a guy, but there was something else hidden underneath. What it was, he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He looked himself over, making sure nothing had torn or scratched at him since he arrived. Nope, nothing. "It seems I'm perfectly fine, thank you."

[bequeathal]

Alucard was genuinely sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but it was preferable to leaving this young man in total ignorance.

"I am glad to hear you are unharmed." Alucard paused for a moment, his voice as calm and gentle as it had been, but he felt his eyes narrow as that scent became all the more unsettling and -without a hint of hesitation- he added "You are not entirely human, are you?"

[demonmilk]

The question surpised him just a bit, but it didn't really bother him. He was used to it by now. "No, but I'm surprised you can tell that easily. You aren't either, then? Human, I mean."

He tilted his head to the side and crossed his arms, a smirk forming along with a cocky glint to his eyes. This place sure held different kinds of people. A beer would be nice right about now.