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"Ach, hello zhere, little vone. Vhat are you doing here?"
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littleheadofhellsing started following you
"Ach, hello zhere, little vone. Vhat are you doing here?"
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She had just arrived to England from America, wondering who sent her a telegram to come here. The hybrid shrugged and walked out of the train station and into the crisp, night air. Pulling out the telegram-who send things like this anymore?-and followed the address towards a huge mansion. "What does a rich person want with me?" she asked herself as she pressed the button. "Someone sent a telegram to America that wanted to see me?" she said in the speaker.
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((Ahhhh! Okay! Uhm, I have to think about what my favorite thing is… I love her so much it’s hard to pick just one! ^^ ))
"May I have this dance~?" supercilious purr beget from pale tiers as courtly genuflection ensued before the young heiress, offering a gloved hand in extension out to her. There was a playful smirk upon his features, chatoyant eyes seeming to widen at the adrenaline coursing through his veins.
"It's a dream!"
Fear. Terror. Unlike that of which he had felt in some years...Not since he was young. His mother, a ghoul, her stomach swollen with the body of his young sister though not an unborn child....And she shambled towards him next.
"It's a dream, Walter! Walter please wake up!"
The small voice had certainly roused him and his eyes opened. A hand clutched her arm gently. Had he been making sounds in his sleep? He swallowed heavily as he panted, taking in his surroundings, before shuddering and relaxing some. He smiled at her, grateful that a thunderstorm had scared her into his room that evening.
"Of course, of course, alouette..." He laughed a little uncertainly, and pushed some of her hair from her forehead. So precious was she, this tiny thing, though his mind was still stuck in the dream realm and his stomach sank as his thought tormented him with the possibility of losing Integra to such things. He shut his eyes and pulled her to his chest. "Scaring the nightmares away for me this time, you certainly are growing strong, alouette." He murmured, sighing as he tried to lull them both back into sleep.