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WHO: Alucard and OPEN
WHERE: Anywhere in the City. You set the scene!
WHEN: 29 May, dusk/evening.
WARNINGS: Alucard.
SUMMARY: The Nosferatu goes out on a hunt.
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever.

The Nosferatu is hunting. He takes to the streets; to the air; to brightly-lit boulevards; to shadowed alleyways and dank sewers. The City is a maze, and he its Minotaur. Its mongrel tide of darkness. At times, he pauses briefly. Sniffs at the air. The citizens of the maze are a variegated bunch -- there is a division, certainly, between the empowered and those native to this world, and Alucard can all but feel the aftermath of this afternoon's riot still threading on the breeze.

The city is a maze. He haunts its corridors; its meandering streets; its high-rises and motley shanty towns like a ghost, always searching. Always moving. Always hunting.

Perhaps you've crossed his path.

Comments

[newbvampire]

[There it was again, her name! Even if he was teasing it that didn't matter. He was using her name.]

Very funny, Master. For the record only one person here has tried and that was James and he was a complete arse about it.

And I don't want that sort of thing. Not now. I...I still miss Captain Bernadotte.

they h avent had a chance to talk about what happened. all he knows is that she drank his blood.

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...Miss? [ Oh, there's a surprise. ] The rake will be waiting for us when e manage to return, no doubt. You'll have your day in paradise.

Oh yeah they haven't

[newbvampire]

He's dead, Master.

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Mm?

[ A raise eyebrow. ]

...A regrettable occurence. [ He digs in his VAST TRENCH COAT OF VASTNESS and pulls out a cigar. ] And so soon. How did it come to pass?

[newbvampire]

[She stares at the cigar for a moment before replying. Master smokes?]

He was trying to save me from the bitch the Major had sent to kill us. She'd gotten into my head and cut off my arm. He ran out and shot her up and tried to drag me back to cover like an idiot and she stabbed him that fucking scythe of hers. Before he died he told me to drink his blood and beat them for him.

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And did you?

[ He doesn't put the cigar to his lips, merely toying with it. ]

[newbvampire]

I ripped the freaks apart and then I ground that bitch's face off.

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[ A soft laugh. ]

You enjoyed the death. Reveled in it.

sneaks in from hiatus

[newbvampire]

[She nodded.]

She called him an insect.

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Her folly, and your vengeance. As it should be, forever and again.

[ The cigar is placed back into the confines of his trench coat. ]

--Do you feel him?

[newbvampire]

I did, but when came back the Porter took him from me. I can still see some of his memories and sometimes I think I feel him a little, but it's not like it was...

I want him back, Master.