[Catholics: they really are great at guilt. Anderson has it in spades, which is certainly a motivating force in regard to smothering his feelings.
He returns that kiss, despite his insistence of just one more. Resistance is hard, when it comes to Alucard. Particularly in moments like these, where physical affection is like a buoy. But he stands once they've parted, shrugging off the red duster and handing it back to Alucard (despite the fact Alucard doesn't really need to have it handed back to him; he could just reduce it to shadow and put it back on that way, but it's a force of habit). His own clothes should mostly be dry, by now.
It's tempting, to take the offer. But he knows better.]
Couldn't resist the opening, Alucard? Amid a crisis really isn't the best time.
[Never mind that they were just kissing 'amid a crisis'.
He retrieves his shirt and pants from the sand, giving them a brush down before pulling them on.]
I expect this whole thing is temporary, like the desert. If the apartments are inaccessible, we'll have to find somewhere relatively quiet to stay, for the time being. I can only go so long without sleep.
[Looks like they'll be camping together for a little while. Not an ideal start to his 'try to maintain a friendly distance' plan, but needs must.]
[ he does sulk a bit, when anderson stands, because he was enjoying the attention, but he draws himself up to his feet as well, taking his coat and shrugging it back on.
he cants his head, still grinning, and shrugs. ]
You're difficult to resist. One can't spend all hours fighting, anyway, and it's a good way to relax.
[ the offer's still going to stand, even though anderson won't take him up on it.
he crosses his arms over his chest, running his tongue over his teeth as he nods. ]
It makes sense. If it's permanent we'll have to come up with something long-term, but until then--have you been to the church, since this started?
[ surely the consecrated ground will help somewhat, right? ]
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He returns that kiss, despite his insistence of just one more. Resistance is hard, when it comes to Alucard. Particularly in moments like these, where physical affection is like a buoy. But he stands once they've parted, shrugging off the red duster and handing it back to Alucard (despite the fact Alucard doesn't really need to have it handed back to him; he could just reduce it to shadow and put it back on that way, but it's a force of habit). His own clothes should mostly be dry, by now.
It's tempting, to take the offer. But he knows better.]
Couldn't resist the opening, Alucard? Amid a crisis really isn't the best time.
[Never mind that they were just kissing 'amid a crisis'.
He retrieves his shirt and pants from the sand, giving them a brush down before pulling them on.]
I expect this whole thing is temporary, like the desert. If the apartments are inaccessible, we'll have to find somewhere relatively quiet to stay, for the time being. I can only go so long without sleep.
[Looks like they'll be camping together for a little while. Not an ideal start to his 'try to maintain a friendly distance' plan, but needs must.]
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he cants his head, still grinning, and shrugs. ]
You're difficult to resist. One can't spend all hours fighting, anyway, and it's a good way to relax.
[ the offer's still going to stand, even though anderson won't take him up on it.
he crosses his arms over his chest, running his tongue over his teeth as he nods. ]
It makes sense. If it's permanent we'll have to come up with something long-term, but until then--have you been to the church, since this started?
[ surely the consecrated ground will help somewhat, right? ]