The Vampire Count

Alucard shrugged. ''Sometimes I do not even know what's going on in that woman's head.'' He muttered, shaking his head a little before smirking at her, a whole new level of tint within his eyes. ''Hmm.. You want my blood...'' He said, clearly enjoying what she said. ''Now, only if Police Girl could be like you in that aspect...'' He tilted his head, also moving a little of his shoulder length hair, so she could get a clear enough bite. ''Go ahead.''

Alucard pulled a slight scowl. Drunks weren’t fun to drink whatsoever. They always made him feel absolutely groggily—- and completely open, completely UNMASKED. He hated that. His emotional mask was meant to be in place—at all times. ”Very well.” He stated, monotone towards her.  This made him light up a little—- maybe perhaps he could convince her afterall. ”Interesting, it should be lovely when I am able to feast upon them, then.” Her statements were very well steered over to what he had in mind. ”Hey, listen… I have a proposition for you, Hellsing.”

Ah, so she hit a weak spot. Or did she? He was quite difficult to read when he wanted to be. But she considered this a personal win, although his next question locked her back into reality. She reflected on the time she met her older self, and wondered if it was her or maybe, by some bloody twisted logic, there was another her who was his true master; hence why he called her “Hellsing” instead of that. “And what kind of proposition is it, Nosferatu?” She spoke, lightly crossing her arms over her chest.

Alucard hmm'ed, thinking of how to word this. This could be a delicate subject--- or perhaps not. It depended on a lot of factors-- whether or not she was stubborn about it like her father, what was her moral status, etc. He tilted his head--- opening his mouth to finally bring this up to her. ''Hellsing-- Tell me, how many criminals do you think are on the streets of today?'' A question. And if she knew what he was going to ask a bit later on, she would make the connection to the bad Hellsing members thing.

”…No property damage…?” Alucard said slowly, knowing an event that had happened last week—- it was yet to be discovered. ”I’ll let you up to that…” He muttered, unintentionally hinting about property damage— but not quite at the same time. He glanced back up to her quickly. ”…. But what will I do for blood then, Hellsing?” He said jokingly. And.. he had yet to present that idea of killing only serial killers and rapists for blood, so he could have the thrill of the hunt and such. Something that he had tried to convince Arthur to let him do—- but he only finally accept it after about 15 years of nagging.

"If one thing of my mothers gets broken—the paintings, pottery, anything and you should know what that is given you were with my father—I swear I will find a drunk and get his blood in a packet and give it to you to see if the notes are true. That is what I mean by property damage.  And…I’ll be sure to keep an eye out in the week. I’ve heard there may be one or two guards who haven’t been keeping up to code…if they are found guilty, I’m sure they won’t mind giving you a snack.” Sure it was a cruel thing to do, and her heart dropped as she said it, but Hellsing had to keep its standards and she….she didn’t know what else to do, to be perfectly honest, letting them go being out of the question.

Alucard pulled a slight scowl. Drunks weren't fun to drink whatsoever. They always made him feel absolutely groggily--- and completely open, completely UNMASKED. He hated that. His emotional mask was meant to be in place--at all times. ''Very well.'' He stated, monotone towards her.  This made him light up a little--- maybe perhaps he could convince her afterall. ''Interesting, it should be lovely when I am able to feast upon them, then.'' Her statements were very well steered over to what he had in mind. ''Hey, listen... I have a proposition for you, Hellsing.''

”You could never outright and completely understand…. In my case.. But yes, I suppose everyone has lost something in this Estate…” Alucard stated, as he was patted on the back. A birthday party was needed? Maybe he could cause a little bit of trouble.. A small amount of joy had cracked through his slight gloomy mood—- as he looked at her. ”….. Does this mean I could cause trouble on your birthday…?” He said with a tiny smirk, eyes tinting a lot more different than before.

Oh, she knew she could never understand him truly. She just understood what it was like to lose a loved one, and what emptiness it would leave behind. Her hand removed itself abruptly, and she looked back up at him with a slow blink. “As long as you aren’t burning the mansion down, causing any damage to property…don’t kill or injure soldiers…” She trailed off, watching his expression change. Seems she’d have to be on her guard until then.

''...No property damage...?'' Alucard said slowly, knowing an event that had happened last week--- it was yet to be discovered. ''I'll let you up to that...'' He muttered, unintentionally hinting about property damage-- but not quite at the same time. He glanced back up to her quickly. ''.... But what will I do for blood then, Hellsing?'' He said jokingly. And.. he had yet to present that idea of killing only serial killers and rapists for blood, so he could have the thrill of the hunt and such. Something that he had tried to convince Arthur to let him do--- but he only finally accept it after about 15 years of nagging.

((I apologize as well.))

"E-Elizabet." the pretty blonde vampire whispered.

Alucard tilted his head. ”That sounds…. familiar.” He muttered.

"I would hope so Sire, you turned me." she giggled and adjusted her scarf.

ALucard lifted his eyebrows, receiving a flashback of that very moment. He instantly facepalmed. ”…Now I remember…” He growled out.

"You needn’t get so cross Sire…I would have died if not for you." Her tone sounded wounded yet her eyes gave him a jaded glare. 

”…And? Your point?” Alucard mumbled, remembering the first couple of years they knew each other weren’t so pleasant.

"I’m still grateful you did that. I know it wasn’t your choice to but fate forced your hand…" she blushed. Even though they almost never saw eye to eye, and had been estranged for the better part of 700 years, she still respected him greatly.

Alucard tch’ed, looking away from her, right then and there. ”…. Whatever. And I’m sure you’re still the stupid girl that I had to meet.”

The naicent vampire breathed out through his nose, looking right back at her. ”Yet… you were always persistent. With everything. You never gave up…”

Alucard mumbled something--- it was unhearable by the other vampire. He met her yees, before taking it after a couple of minutes of decision. ''What is it...'' He asked, not really expecting such a thing from her of all people. Opening it up, he discovered it was a pocketwatch. He titled his head, holding it up to the light. ''... Hmm..''

Mina.,.. have you read my letter?

Yes I have. I’d like to keep it with me wherever I go.  …Do you really feel this way?

Of course, my dear Mina~ You’ve known it for a long while now.

Come to me Count. Sit with me. Stay with me. Tell me your hopes and dreams, and I’ll tell you mine.

”I shall…. Where are you residing?” Alucard asked, wishing he could see her right now— disappointed in the fact of being separated by computer screens.

"I’m at Carfax Abbey. I’ll wait for you in the garden if you like. The leaves are turning since fall is here. It’s beautiful," Mina smiled, hopeful she would see her dear Count soon.

Alucard turned his gaze and briefly settled it onto the painting—- noting how close the pen just got in that moment. His eyes went back to hers—- staring, trying to see behind that particular mask. Moments of silence passed by once more just like before. ”….. When you lose something… can you guess how one feels..? And furthermore..” He turned away this time. ”Emotions are for the weak…” He didn’t bother elaborating.

She got up from her spot then, smoothing out her skirt as she listened to his words. She opens her mouth to speak, to respond, but only silence comes out. Her mask just barely cracks, and she reaches out to touch the cloth that covers his back. “I understand.” Her words are devoid of emotion, just barely above a whisper, and she moves past him to look out the window. “Nine days more…and I will be thirteen. I will have been without him for a year…I will have known you as my servant and vampire for almost a year.” She keeps her voice low, expressing to him the reason for her fractured composure without quite stating it outright. 

''You could never outright and completely understand.... In my case.. But yes, I suppose everyone has lost something in this Estate...'' Alucard stated, as he was patted on the back. A birthday party was needed? Maybe he could cause a little bit of trouble.. A small amount of joy had cracked through his slight gloomy mood--- as he looked at her. ''..... Does this mean I could cause trouble on your birthday...?'' He said with a tiny smirk, eyes tinting a lot more different than before.

A small grin came upon his face as he heard those words after she had kissed him. Nothing like romance… He thought lustly, as he was lead towards their bedroom. ”I am yours to lead~” He spoke quietly with the utmost confidence however.

Alucard shifted slightly underneath the sheets, feeling quite satisfied, as he glanced up over the sheets over to the dress, smirking. ''I don't even know... My Master must have, trying humiliate me... But it obviously never worked.'' He said, suddenly leaning towards her slightly and nuzzling his nose into her hair gently. He was enjoying their closeness--- as  much as he possibly could, being a near psychopathic and all.

"E-Elizabet." the pretty blonde vampire whispered.

Alucard tilted his head. ”That sounds…. familiar.” He muttered.

"I would hope so Sire, you turned me." she giggled and adjusted her scarf.

ALucard lifted his eyebrows, receiving a flashback of that very moment. He instantly facepalmed. ”…Now I remember…” He growled out.

"You needn’t get so cross Sire…I would have died if not for you." Her tone sounded wounded yet her eyes gave him a jaded glare. 

”…And? Your point?” Alucard mumbled, remembering the first couple of years they knew each other weren’t so pleasant.

"I’m still grateful you did that. I know it wasn’t your choice to but fate forced your hand…" she blushed. Even though they almost never saw eye to eye, and had been estranged for the better part of 700 years, she still respected him greatly.

Alucard tch’ed, looking away from her, right then and there. ”…. Whatever. And I’m sure you’re still the stupid girl that I had to meet.”

The naicent vampire breathed out through his nose, looking right back at her. ''Yet... you were always persistent. With everything. You never gave up...''

Mina.,.. have you read my letter?

Yes I have. I’d like to keep it with me wherever I go.  …Do you really feel this way?

Of course, my dear Mina~ You’ve known it for a long while now.

Come to me Count. Sit with me. Stay with me. Tell me your hopes and dreams, and I’ll tell you mine.

''I shall.... Where atre you residing?'' Alucard asked, wishing he could see her right now-- disappointed in the fact of being separated by computer screens.

A small amount of silent moments passed by. ”…. I am.” He said a little quietly, having an invisible force also take her pen away, making it fling across the room. He stood there with a slightly showing anger type of expression— but most of it was hidden beneath his emotional mask.,

She watched it embed itself into the wall next to the painting of her grandfather, nestled right next to the frame. She was afraid if she got up he’d fling her away too like the papers and the pen, but her face was a mask to mirror his as she kept her gaze on him. “Why?” Currently she was struggling to figure out what to say to him that wouldn’t set him off. She wasn’t prepared, wasn’t armed…

Alucard turned his gaze and briefly settled it onto the painting--- noting how close the pen just got in that moment. His eyes went back to hers--- staring, trying to see behind that particular mask. Moments of silence passed by once more just like before. ''..... When you lose something... can you guess how one feels..? And furthermore..'' He turned away this time. ''Emotions are for the weak...'' He didn't bother elaborating.

"E-Elizabet." the pretty blonde vampire whispered.

Alucard tilted his head. ”That sounds…. familiar.” He muttered.

"I would hope so Sire, you turned me." she giggled and adjusted her scarf.

ALucard lifted his eyebrows, receiving a flashback of that very moment. He instantly facepalmed. ”…Now I remember…” He growled out.

"You needn’t get so cross Sire…I would have died if not for you." Her tone sounded wounded yet her eyes gave him a jaded glare. 

”…And? Your point?” Alucard mumbled, remembering the first couple of years they knew each other weren’t so pleasant.

"I’m still grateful you did that. I know it wasn’t your choice to but fate forced your hand…" she blushed. Even though they almost never saw eye to eye, and had been estranged for the better part of 700 years, she still respected him greatly.

Alucard tch'ed, looking away from her, right then and there. ''.... Whatever. And I'm sure you're still the stupid girl that I had to meet.''

A small amount of silent moments passed by. ''.... I am.'' He said a little quietly, having an invisible force also take her pen away, making it fling across the room. He stood there with a slightly showing anger type of expression-- but most of it was hidden beneath his emotional mask.,

A small grin came upon his face as he heard those words after she had kissed him. Nothing like romance... He thought lustly, as he was lead towards their bedroom. ''I am yours to lead~'' He spoke quietly with the utmost confidence however.