@groazei
alucard: *sprays him down* shhh
more hissing .ᐟˎˊ˗
What does one do with a bigger, scarier vampire? Rub garlic butter on their shirt, obviously .ᐟˎˊ˗ ❝ Now you're stinky.ᐟˎˊ˗ Take that .ᐟˎˊ˗ ❞
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@groazei
alucard: *sprays him down* shhh
more hissing .ᐟˎˊ˗
What does one do with a bigger, scarier vampire? Rub garlic butter on their shirt, obviously .ᐟˎˊ˗ ❝ Now you're stinky.ᐟˎˊ˗ Take that .ᐟˎˊ˗ ❞
@groazei said: alucard: oh I like them spicy
Full spice cabinet right here.
8)
"DAD! My other Dad is trying to ruin my life! HELP!"
"I'll play with the monster."
A heavy wind swept up through the columns of trees, carrying the scent of evening dew and bitter copper. Something unwanted crawled in, closing in close— far much closer than the Uchiha preferred.
"You're unnatural," he said, without a hint of common courtesy; more of a note to himself than a formal greeting. "What is it that you seek?"
Madara's eyes did not spur on its red hue, not yet, but his vision searched through the darkness all the same for that vile source.
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@groazei asked: There's his friend for the night. He has drinks set at the bar for them both, wine preferably for Alucard's taste. He raises his cup to Fang and with a nod, smirks. ❝ Cheers. ❞
Entering the bar, Fang found herself not as alone as she had intended for the evening. A smirk crossed her face as she sauntered over to join him. Grabbing her glass of whiskey, she chuckled. "Already knowing me so well hm?"
The evening wouldn't be so boring after all.
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@groazei -- ;
“You’re back, eh?” And, of course, he proceeds to simply hook his finger in his collar, exposing his neck. Well, no secret what he’s trying to convey, eh?