SPEAK IN TONGUES

Well, this was not what Ardyn expected as he came to investigate what looked to him to be an Umbra Witch, forever wanting to get to know the clan his mother came from, to be accepted by them… this one took it upon herself to give him a beating, stomping on him at the end of it all to keep him in place. He could see the blue steel of her heels, her guns… oh she could make a real mess of him now if she wanted to, but it looked as if she was in the mood for playing as he spotted the smirk on her face; much like his own.

“Oh come now, is that really how you introduce yourself to people you’ve never met?” A smirk met his own lips, just before he continued on, “I have to say, I kind of like it.~”

  ‘ if you insist on dressing like a bloody doormat , you’re bound to be stepped on like one . ‘ with an elegant kick flip did the younger of the two immortals remove herself from the unsightly rags the lean excuse of a man wore , hardly befitting one who dare align himself as an umbran witch . their ilk were known for being the haute in fashion , her clan sister jeanne hardly exempt . perhaps this was why the men of the clan were hardly known of , much less heard of beyond a scant instance here and there . like brood mares reared to produce the witches whom comprised the bulk of their clan . one might think him better as a doormat , in any case . with an exaggeratedly jutted hip , bayonetta regarded him sarcastically .

  ‘ didn’t mummy ever teach you never speak to strangers ? unless you believe that sort of rubbish . ‘ she sashayed towards him , having cleared an ample enough distance . ‘ then be a good boy and do take care to stay on my good side , hm ~ ? ‘

     “believe it or not, i prefer to stay above ground. but if you’re down to piss off some of the locals, i’m game.”

  ‘ you look rather well for a demoness far from home . if by locals you mean angels , those exist in abundance . i doubt those poor fools can even see me , little demoness . ‘

[∞] —— “So you want something custom, huh? Now that shit is going to cost ya. I normally don’t do requests but if you got the cash, who am I to argue?”

  ‘ rodin , who on earth are you talking to ? do i really look like some bloody back alley urchin begging for scraps ? no , my being here is quite different . ‘

that well-loved snark of hers draws a smile to his lips — subtle, but there. cereza had become quite the expert in distracting him from his melancholy; only one of the witch’s many talents, it would seem. ❝ please, fetch our guest whatever she desires. ❞ alucard needn’t turn his head to know that the staff acquiesce with their usual bow. a good thing, too, as he’s entirely more content to examine the impossible blue of cereza’s eyes than to look.

distantly, he hears their offered wine, madame?  ❝ you musn’t blame them. we don’t exactly have many visitors. ❞

  ‘ you’re lucky you’re pretty to look at else your daftness might not have gotten us anywhere , ‘ cereza mused with a knowing smirk , though all she spoke was said in sarcastic affection the dhampir quite probably could decipher by now . feeling impetuousness reign , primly did she remove herself from alucard’s lap and sauntered prettily away , surely giving him a swaying show of hips to indulge in . ‘ now , why don’t we get you something dapper to wear other than those old rags and spend a night out on the town ? ‘ 

  the witch plucked a wine glass stem towards her lips and turned towards the blond . ‘ you know how much i adore showing you off . ‘ 

❝ i do not brood. ❞ he lies, only slightly delusional. in the dhampir’s defense, however, he mostly does think it true.

  the smirk that seemed particularly catty seemed to only grow in width by his words , cereza always taking a particular delight in teasing the vampire prince . slender digits reached to stroke an errant lock from his finely sculpted features , slow and disguising the caress . wouldn’t want to see either so tender before others , now would they ? 

  ‘ fine . mired in contemplation while looking deliciously stormy . better , dear ? ‘ white teeth flashed from a brief grin . ‘ at the very least , your waitstaff ought to bring us refreshments . terribly rude to your guest , wouldn’t you say ~ ? ‘

  perhaps it was with a spot of indecorous carousing that bayonetta seemed to saunter with expressive airs of command , uncaring to the prying eyes of servants or those within the dhampir’s retinue . as the blond is idle upon a seat , the witch intrusively seats herself upon his lap and does with a coquettish smirk adorning darkly hued lips . loosely circling her arms about alucard’s neck , her eyes were alight with mischief .