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[merlymrys]

the TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT meme

one ➝ post with your character and their name/canon/pref in the subject.
two ➝ either post with a tfln or just wait for someone.

three ➝ respond to people's texts or tag them with your own.

four ➝ fun time for all!

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[searchdestroy]

[ She stands for a few more seconds before accepting his offer.

Don't think this makes up for anything, Count. She's still irritated. ]

[houndings]

[He'd fully expected her to shoot him again, turn around and stride out, anything but actually sit down. Dark surprised lightened red eyes; still so unpredictable, his Master.]

Wine?

[He'd "fetch" a bottle from upstairs, if she so desired. Of course, there was the half-full "altered" bottle, resting on the table beside his chair, if she fancied something a touch more exotic.]

[searchdestroy]

I'm not here for pleasantries.

I sent you on a mission, Alucard. Or did you conveniently forget that on your detour?

[ She's sitting down for information, not for his company. ]

[houndings]

[Typical. But you know what they say about "all work and no play," right?]

Not in the slightest. However, seeing as you had already retired upon my return last night, Walter thought it best to let you sleep.

[searchdestroy]

And I suppose you thought a fresh coat of "paint" for my car would be a welcome way to greet the morning. [ Yep, still not letting this go.

...But back to business. ]

What did you find?

i absolutely made that up on the spot, fff

[houndings]

Beige is so outrè this season, don't you find?

[He can't help it, really.]

The journalist was correct. The graveyard was emptied of corpses, even the old and decayed. A small cemetery, less than fifty, but no sign of the former occupants in three surrounding counties.

it sounds good to me!

[searchdestroy]

And how recent were these disappearances?

ohgood. XDD

[houndings]

[Did he look like a damned geologist?]

The report was brought to our attention two days hence, Master. Being a point of local superstition and in such a remote location from the nearest village...several days, more than likely.

[searchdestroy]

[ Don't sass me, young man! ]

Any leads on who may be responsible?

[houndings]

[Why not? It's fun!]

Well, I wouldn't discount the Papists, offhand. There was a mention of "voodoo" floating about, as well as necromancy. Peasant superstition, perhaps.

[searchdestroy]

[ She pauses to consider his words. ]

This morning, we received two more reports about suspicious activity. I'll review them and decide if they warrant investigation.

[ Ready to take her leave, she stands. ]

[houndings]

[Alucard too rose to his feet, the very picture of Victorian courtliness.]

Then I await your next Order with bated breath, my Master. Until then?

[searchdestroy]

Until then...

I want you to stay in this basement, in that chair, until I call for you. You are to keep completely still and completely silent. No mischief, no entertainment, and certainly no property damage. If you break this command, you'll find yourself in more confined quarters. [ AKA TIME OUT IN THE COFFIN ]

Understand?

[ Alucard, welcome to your punishment: boredom. ]

[houndings]

[HE'S ALWAYS BORED. THIS IS NOTHING NEW. But c'mon, the chair? Seriously?]

Completely, Master.

[Thus saying, he simply plunked back down in it. Buuut, couldn't resist giving her a cheeky smile.]

Our ranks must indeed have swelled, to trust them or the Police Girl with after-hours security. Well played.

[searchdestroy]

[ It's the best she could do without being too harsh!! Sheesh, Alucard, you're a glutton for punishment. ]

I'm sure we can manage a night or two without your expertise.

[ And without another glance behind her, she leaves. ]