[ alucard doesn't have his dog with him this time, when he appears. the priest lives with him now, so it's fine to leave the pup at home when he leaves. he's solidly in one piece now, no longer a yelling severed head, and it doesn't take him long to spot her by the tree and approach, inclining his head in greeting.
his hands are in the pockets of his duster but he pulls them out when he pauses by her, crossing his arms over his chest lazily. he's smiling, because his mood has improved somewhat (he was absolutely soured for days, a pill to deal with). ]
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his hands are in the pockets of his duster but he pulls them out when he pauses by her, crossing his arms over his chest lazily. he's smiling, because his mood has improved somewhat (he was absolutely soured for days, a pill to deal with). ]
A good day for it.
[ wry. any day is a good day for freedom. ]