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[tinyvampiregod]

[He's sprawled in Walter's bed, sheets mussed, a book barely dangling from his fingertips, inches away from the floor, pages fanning out around his pale, childish hand. The NV is on the floor, skewed to an angle, capturing both the book and the vampire on the bed in the tangle of sheets, who appears to not realize the device turned on when it hit the floor.]

The disgusting taste of that human food lingers. The desire to consume it was not my own, I'm sure of that. Tch. Even a fledgling knows not to eat human food.

It even overpowers the delicious memory of maiden Hellsing blood and the virile bouquet of my partner's lingering taste.

[He looks directly at the camera and smiles a sharkish smile. Nope. He knew it was on.]

Oops.

[ A shadow tendril clicks it off.]

Comments

[tinyvampiregod]

It wouldn't sit well at the moment.

[angel_of_death]

And yet you just threatened to take it either way. Why? To get on my nerves?

[tinyvampiregod]

Why did you decline the offer for me?

[angel_of_death]

Because he's Miss Victoria's friend and the nitwit didn't know better!

[That and because Alucard embarrassed him over the network. The only merciful thing about that post was that he didn't mention Walter by name-- though anyone with a decent brain could figure it out easily enough.]

[tinyvampiregod]

So?

[He left out names on purpose. Though anyone who knows them would know, he thinks.]

[angel_of_death]

So? If he really wants to offer his blood we can store it for later when you actually do need it.

[tinyvampiregod]

I like it warm. [omg petulant.]

[angel_of_death]

We can warm it up.

[tinyvampiregod]

Not the same.