Hey guys,i writed a fic to show more character interactions,enjoy!
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*Who would you be?*
It was nights like those were the buried memories were in dreams too complex to be read at once, sharing the company with herself in the cold and empty streets of London.
Evangeline walked only with the same long navy blue overcoat with scarf of the same color but yellow stripes around him, snow fell on the city like a cold blanket that left his boots wet,the woman of short stature walked while the artificial lights guided her without direction or even tips where would be the next bus stop.
-"Lost" The same said in her tired tone, by the snow and with the feet throbbing inside the cheap leather boots for walking too much.
Just as the day brings life to the night brings death, no city noises, no horns,alleys that seem abandoned to the bright looks of everyday life.
A light not so weak but not so strong as she enters a dirty alley, garbage bags and buckets making that place a dwelling, but if you use an attentive look....
"The bars don’t close at 11?" Evangeline asks herself out loud, nobody can stop her after all "Well, I hope they let me use the phone"
The light comes from a sign so clear that hurts her eyes she can read "Bar with Jazz”
Opening the door, the place is empty, round tables, wooden chairs with slightly reclining backrest, the drinks counter at the back with a door that leads to what looks like a kitchen and a small stage that plays jazz so calm and mellow that could make couples get sick of themselves. In one of these, a man in a long red coat finds himself taking his space, even taking too much space, picking up an empty table for himself and his glass of whiskey.
Evangeline stared at him for a moment, this man... There is something strange bordering on the dangerous but she could not put her finger on what it would be, her eyes were red as a Carmelite and her skin just looked cold as the night snowed out there, her black hair looked like a shadow that seemed to have its own life? It decided to ignore his presence and sit two tables away.
-"Hm, a small cup does not hurt" She says opening the menu for a voice that leaves the hair of the neck chilled, is masculine and deep but has the charm as a mermaid -" giving in to small pleasures, Evangeline?"
The silence falls for a moment, everything around is muffled while Evangeline stares at the voice or better the man.
-"As you know my-" He interrupted "Angelo Moretti Caccini"
And then the silence reigns once again. Evangeline can not hide the discomfort looking back to the menu, the pages go by, but she feels the presence sinister as if he was next to her, the woman ends up asking for a red wine,she drinks by small sips, the silence being filled by music.
-"Why are you here?" the man asks not to look at her or bothering to raise his head.
-"Well I... got lost." The emerald green eyes look at the side embarrassed as the red eyes finally glance at her.
-"Usually lost people go to the police not bars”
-"Pretty?" Evangeline points to herself with a slightly rosy face
-"Median"
-"You don’t even know me! saying that to a woman you don’t even know! maleducato"
Her mood sour in the same minute, reclining in the chair and leaving the empty glass on the table.
-"What about your brother? Can you call him to send you a cab"
-"Night games with the mercenaries... he must be falling off drunk now"
-"Following the example?"
Luckily she did not throw the glass on his head, sighing and calming herself,slightly red of anger and she ended up asking for a snack that arrives in a few minutes and there is,fried potatoes with fish, nibbling on the snack.
-"Your face is familiar somehow... What’s your name?"
-"It’s rude to ask the name of the person after having a whole conversation but Alucard"
-"Alucard is a..."
Evangeline quickly thinks of a vampire of the same name from a game that played on her brother’s console or at least thought he played because the control was always off.
-"The game one? You must really like to use the name of a character haha!" The laughter was not received with open arms, on the contrary it was ignored and not reciprocated.The two were still in their seats the music had already finished to make way for another jazz band making a deafening silence.
-"Don’t you seem to be afraid just to hear my name, your brother doesn’t usually quote me?"
-"Oh he is... He doesn’t usually talk about people, he doesn’t have much time for it" Angelo used to talk about people all the time and didn’t do his job because of that,Instead of training the soldiers as he should,have game nights and spends most of the time walking back and forth in the hellsing but she felt that he already knew it and would be asking for ego or mocking.
-"So you know we’re dealing with vampires?"
-"Energy vampires right? I mean it’s not like a vampire really exists."
Alucard stands up, leaving the money of the drink on the table,approaching her face and showing a smile that creeps all the hair off her back, stuck like an animal, whispering.
-"Do I not exist?"
Evangeline is caught as a deer in the light of a lighthouse about to die, the woman shrugs on the chair getting quiet while the man walks out with a smile less fearful but still cruel.
After all the incident she finally left that bar and walked to a police station, it was closed... It will be a long night.
