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alucard. ([personal profile] goneforawalk) wrote2019-01-18 05:49 pm

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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-05 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Courtesy of the beach party, he's home late. He didn't attend- not deliberately, in any case; the task of ushering some of the elder teenagers that snuck out simply fell to him, and he ended up spending a considerable length of time walking back and fort through the sand, ensuring he hadn't missed anyone. But it's late, he's home, and he can still hear the fireworks popping as he steps up to their apartment door and uses his card key.

The first thing he hears is whimpering. Closing the door behind himself, he hurries to locate the source, following it into Alucard's bedroom and slapping on the light.]


What's going on here?
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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-05 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Anderson has to pause to take in the sight of Baskerville burrowed into a Hellhound. It so scarcely comes out that sometimes he forgets Alucard has that form.]

You don't seem to be doing a bad job.

[Though Baskerville is still whimpering, still trembling, and it's a most pitiful sight. A fresh set of whimpers erupt from him when a particularly loud firework rumbles through the air.

He shuts the bedroom door, flicks the light back off, and approaches the bed, seating himself on the edge so he can scratch at the base of Baskerville's tail. The touch seems to soothe him and gradually the shaking subsides.]


There you are. He's calm now. I'm going to head to bed.

[He slowly draws his hand back and the shaking resumes. Evidently some scratches aren't going to cut it.]
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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-05 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, that sure is the most heart rending display he's ever seen.]

They aren't your standard fireworks. With the colours and shapes I've seen, I expect it's a lengthy lineup.

[There's only a moment of contemplation before Anderson decides to shrug off his cassock, toe off his boots, and lower himself into bed. Baskerville seems to appreciate the proximity, but he continues to whimper and paw and bump his nose into Anderson's chest until Anderson curls closer, cocooning himself around the dog and around Alucard, one of his legs draped over Alucard's hind.

Once again, Baskerville's distress eases. Anderson sighs.]


Right. I suppose I'm stuck here until those fireworks are done.

[Plucking his glasses off his face, he sets them on the bedside table and carefully directs Alucard's head to his shoulder, since he doesn't fancy having dog breath in his face.]
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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-05 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
[This arrangement seems to please Alucard, which makes Anderson snort. Count Dracula, King of Vampires: a cuddler. He wedges an arm against Alucard's neck, over his paws, making himself comfortable. The fur being moderately warmer than Alucard's skin helps.]

I don't mind, really. Not as though I haven't done this before, though generally it's during thunderstorms, and with children of the less furry variety.

[In her youth, Yumiko hadn't been a fan of loud sounds. Granted, Yumiko had been quite easy to frighten in general, while Yumie wasn't at the helm. Often she'd crawled into Anderson's bed, cuddled up with him when things were too loud, too overwhelming, and this fear had waned as she'd gotten older, but never enough for her to have guns as a regular in her repertoire.

He smiles wistfully and strokes his fingers through Alucard's fur, his other hand doing the same to Baskerville's head.]


Yumiko used to come crawling into my bed when there were loud noises about. You wouldn't think so, but she was quite the skittish child.
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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-05 09:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Hard to be frightened when you're being held by a bulky, six foot six man who can effortlessly lift entire beds (something the orphans regularly witnessed, due to how prone they were to losing things under them).

He's made something of a life here, but he still misses Rome, his orphanage, his children. He was such a regular fixture in so many of their lives that he has to wonder how they manage without him. He hadn't considered how it would impact them, when forfeiting his life. A desire to escape, to serve God with his final breaths had suffused everything.

He hand drifts to Alucard's ear, scratching behind it.]


She was something of the sort, yes. While Heinkel, well... sometimes I would find Heinkel in Yumiko's bed, but I suspect that was for Yumiko's benefit rather than the other way around. They were always inseparable.

[He's glad they have each other, he thinks. Ignorance is bliss.

His smile twitches and widens before he continues.]


And speaking of children, a certain little girl is very eager to meet Baskerville. She has a dentist appointment coming up, so I'm considering dropping into the apartment after and letting her take Baskerville for a walk on the beach. You're welcome to accompany us, if you aren't busy next Tuesday.

[Just in case Alucard wanted more domesticity in his life.]
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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-06 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Anderson has to laugh at the lolling of Alucard's tongue. Those ears scratches are good, clearly. He moves to the opposite ear, leaning his cheek into Alucard's fur as Alucard slumps into him.]

Her appointment is at eleven, and I expect that won't take long. We'll probably arrive around eleven forty or so.

[For a six-eyed dog, Alucard is oddly cute. It's hard to resist the urge to cuddle and pet him. In fact, Anderson's not resisting the urge at all, since Alucard doesn't seem to mind either the pets or cuddles.

He makes a thoughtful sound.]


As an aside, I've noticed the children don't like the water, like the rest of the natives here, but they're less wary than the adults. Perhaps the natives fear of it is learned.
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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-06 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[That heavy head is pinning him to the mattress, and he's fine with it. It's comfortable, lying like this.

To Alucard's comments regarding the beach, he makes another thoughtful sound. He's stepped into the water himself. As far as he can tell, there's nothing immediately amiss about it.]


There might be repercussions for straying too close to the water? Or if they take a dip, perhaps a Wicked Witch of the West occurs?

[Forgive his wording; some of the children in Rome liked that movie.]

One of these days, we ought to throw a LIEs employee in there, see what happens.
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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-06 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[He could do that dumb, dog smile that looks vaguely guilty, but in their current position, Anderson wouldn't be able to appreciate it anyway.]

Oh? You'll make them think they accidentally fell across thirty or so feet of sand, through the shallows, and into the deep of the water? Truly, it's an infallible plan.

[He's teasing, obviously in a good mood.

He lets his hand stroke idly down Alucard's back while he speaks again.]


Making them think they fell in one of those ponds in the Up might work.
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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-07 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Anderson barks a laugh (moderately less bark-y than Alucard's actual bark). They're both truly awful men.]

I've noticed anything that washes out to sea eventually ends up back on the beach. No body retrieval required.

[He rakes his fingers down Alucard's spine, since he seems to enjoy it.]

Of course, we could always tie them into a sack full of bricks before throwing them in.

[Enjoy that awful reference to the murder of anabaptists.]
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[personal profile] saintguillotine 2019-07-07 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't doubt it. They've ensured this place is well isolated.

[Apparently there is a means of getting to a place called Veracity, but that location hasn't been made available to them yet, assuming it ever will be.

He gives a wry smile at Alucard's comment.]


I wouldn't be opposed. I want to say we're fighting Eris, in spirit, but as we have actual figures from mythology here, it doesn't quite work. We assigned Millennium Mars, if you're curious.

[The 9th Crusade didn't quite work out, but hey... it was a good effort.]

And you know perfectly well we can't, as much as I might like to.