"Oh god, just bugger off already." Seras yelled over at the group of young men following her. She had no idea who they were. They'd just shown up out of nowhere and claimed to be her fans and that they wanted to help her. All she knew is they utterly loony. Really what sort of idiot got up in costume and tried to fight bad guys? Well, when they didn't have powers anyway. "Look it's not safe to be out here. Go home. I can take care of this. You're not real vampires, you're only going to get hurt."
Of course they refused. Again.
Sighing she gave up and turned around and started to walk down the street again. Behind her the fans chattered away, trying to keep their voices low. She could make out bits and pieces though. One of those bits was a discussion of her love life. Something about her and a certain mercenary captain. It had come from the one dressed as her master and well, it wasn't something she wanted people repeating, or thinking was true. Because it absolutely wasn't! Bristling Seras stopped, spun around, and marched up to the twit and jabbed her finger in his chest while she berated him.
"Look here, I am not attracted to Captain Bernadotte, you ass and I'm never going to be. He's an immature jerk who drinks and smokes too much. Not to mention those god awful cadences he sings all the time. Now I don't want to hear another word about him, or anyone else you or these other idiots think I should be seeing. Also get out of that outfit. It's bad enough when Master wheres it, but you...you look like a complete pillock!"
The fan began to protest, something about he'd seen it and so had everyone else and why was she always lying about it because it was so obvious to everyone. Growling, Seras ran her hand through her hair and then straightened up and walked away again. "I don't care. Just shut up about it, I don't want to hear it."
Not with what she knew happened to the Captain. She couldn't handle that. Sensing exactly how angry she was the fans backed off a couple more paces, but continued to follow her.
12:30 AM For Aaron though others can say hi if they'd like.
Of course they refused. Again.
Sighing she gave up and turned around and started to walk down the street again. Behind her the fans chattered away, trying to keep their voices low. She could make out bits and pieces though. One of those bits was a discussion of her love life. Something about her and a certain mercenary captain. It had come from the one dressed as her master and well, it wasn't something she wanted people repeating, or thinking was true. Because it absolutely wasn't! Bristling Seras stopped, spun around, and marched up to the twit and jabbed her finger in his chest while she berated him.
"Look here, I am not attracted to Captain Bernadotte, you ass and I'm never going to be. He's an immature jerk who drinks and smokes too much. Not to mention those god awful cadences he sings all the time. Now I don't want to hear another word about him, or anyone else you or these other idiots think I should be seeing. Also get out of that outfit. It's bad enough when Master wheres it, but you...you look like a complete pillock!"
The fan began to protest, something about he'd seen it and so had everyone else and why was she always lying about it because it was so obvious to everyone. Growling, Seras ran her hand through her hair and then straightened up and walked away again. "I don't care. Just shut up about it, I don't want to hear it."
Not with what she knew happened to the Captain. She couldn't handle that. Sensing exactly how angry she was the fans backed off a couple more paces, but continued to follow her.