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paradisa2012-09-08 02:25 am
nolifecount) wrote in paradisa2012-09-08 02:25 am
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The first blood // And he awakens
[The vampire had already explored the castle thoroughly and nothing really impresses him. He wasn’t in the mood, especially when he is hungry and didn’t have a drink of even the slightest drop for many years since the Second World War. Arthur, his previous master, sealed him in his coffin and put him to sleep. What troubles him is that he can’t sense Arthur anymore.
Alucard is not quick to rejoice at seemingly opportune moment of his freedom. He never forgets Abraham's instructions to him when he was asleep and that doctor experimented magic and alchemy to enslave him to the Helsing's line forever. He needed to make sure and explore the dimensions of the castle thoroughly before rejoicing his liberation from his long slumber.
The castle is beautiful, yes, down to every detail. Everything is picturesque perfect – the weather, the facilities, the interior decorations, the furniture, and even his personal room. The place is surreal like a heaven and a dream. Is this dream a reality? . Paradisa isn’t like Earth even though Paradisa is a total mimicry with Earth-like aspects.
He picked up his journal and inscribed in the following ink.]
“Bird of Hermes is my name.
Eating my Wings makes me tame.”
[He wrote in some more. It seems people used the journals to communicate with each. What are the odds that someone would talk to him?]
“Hello, and good-evening. My name is Alucard. So, this is how you people communicate?”
[His question came off casual. He didn't what to reveal too much of himself. Of course, anyone smart enough to see his moniker name is DRACULA spelled backwards. He didn't feel the need to feed himself for now. The castle provided him a blood bag in the fridge to protect this undead arrival from pestering the citizens with his lust for blood.]
Alucard is not quick to rejoice at seemingly opportune moment of his freedom. He never forgets Abraham's instructions to him when he was asleep and that doctor experimented magic and alchemy to enslave him to the Helsing's line forever. He needed to make sure and explore the dimensions of the castle thoroughly before rejoicing his liberation from his long slumber.
The castle is beautiful, yes, down to every detail. Everything is picturesque perfect – the weather, the facilities, the interior decorations, the furniture, and even his personal room. The place is surreal like a heaven and a dream. Is this dream a reality? . Paradisa isn’t like Earth even though Paradisa is a total mimicry with Earth-like aspects.
He picked up his journal and inscribed in the following ink.]
“Bird of Hermes is my name.
Eating my Wings makes me tame.”
[He wrote in some more. It seems people used the journals to communicate with each. What are the odds that someone would talk to him?]
“Hello, and good-evening. My name is Alucard. So, this is how you people communicate?”
[His question came off casual. He didn't what to reveal too much of himself. Of course, anyone smart enough to see his moniker name is DRACULA spelled backwards. He didn't feel the need to feed himself for now. The castle provided him a blood bag in the fridge to protect this undead arrival from pestering the citizens with his lust for blood.]
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