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[The screen flickers on and before it stands a pale creature with black hair and a long white coat. His eyes are red as rubies, lips bloodless pale in a faint smile

He tips his head to the side, hands clasped behind his back and when he speaks the voice is childish, affecting a lilt at the end of his words]

Canada. Aha.

[His tongue is pointed as it darts out to wet his lips]

I see through your trap. Nazis. You’ve mastered killing off your own kind but fail so badly at humor.

[Those red eyes take on an inner glow, burning like hellfire. Shadows thicken and draw forward, velvety fingers licking at his boots, at the shadowed hem of his coat]

I’ll have my Coffin and my human, now. [He looks left. Then right.

Then up.

Then down, back on the NV.

His tone is solemn, scolding, though the smile at the corners of his mouth deepens] No? [His bloodless lips pull back in a ghoulish smile, revealing dainty fangs that grow longer, sharper, two sets of upper canines, two sets of lower canines]

Then I shall huff and puff and tear this whole island down.

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Someone else or an identity that also belonged to him? [The thought of a Dracula in another world not becoming an Alucard-that strikes him as strange. And dangerous]

If you never remembered, would it matter? This is your life. Human, with all that entails.

Someone else. [He paused, considering.] Someone he really cared for, I think...

[He shook his head.]

It bothers me sometimes. I know very little about Dracula's history -- it wasn't exactly a big subject in my school.

It should serve as a warning to those who would burn everything for their victory, including themselves.

[Purses his mouth] If you are the end result, then his history does not mirror my own. The memories might surface in time, but the power, if it is there, you might as well learn to use it, or at least contain it properly without it consuming you.

[Soma hesitated, his unease clearly visible on his face. To learn his power... to understand the full extent of what he was capable of, to regain the souls that had been under his command... it was definitely an enticing thought, especially if it came without the fear of losing his mind.]

Do you... [He paused, hesitating again, before plunging forward.] Do you think you could teach me?

We can experiment. [Alucard is a poor teacher by nature. His idea of tests are practically life threatening.] I will help you.

And if things get out of control, I will reign you in. [Not with bullets or blood, but Alucard is quite interested in whether he himself could siphon off this one's power.]

That's... comforting...

[Soma sounds anything but comforted by it though. Admittedly it doesn't help that he has a lot of other things on his mind in addition to this. Like school, Eric, the fact that he's going to lose his apartment soon, Eric, and... yeah, Eric.]

[After a moment, he shook his head.]

Do you have people you can stay with?

[A fanged grin because Alucard doesn't do comfort, he does precision and death.]

Mm. If they are who they say they are. [If Hellsing is here, then Hellsing is where he will stay. That is just how it is.]

[Soma nodded.]

I don't know if a greeter has approached you-- [He's doubting that.] --but there are also apartments to stay at for free for the first month if they turn out not to be who you're expecting.

[A pause as he considers for a moment.]

I'd honestly offer you a place, but I'm not in a very good situation myself right now.

Offering strange versions of yourself shelter- [He chuckles] doesn't show a good survival instinct. [Though he's not making any threatening moves or flashing fangs.]

Mm. Apartments... no. If these people are impostors, I will kill them and simply take what is theirs.

...well, it was supposed to be a nice offer. [SIGH] Besides, at this point I trust a strange version of myself over a lot of other things at the moment.

[A pause; he's not very thrilled with the killing talk but... well, whatever.]

Right. I guess... good luck then?

It was a nice offer. And foolish. [He pokes Soma in the chest.] Yet appreciated. Only don't get yourself killed before we can teach you control.

[Soma rubbed the spot where he was poked.]

Right. I'll try not to.

[Chuckles low at the rubbing. His fingers are rather pointy.]

Good. I'm looking forward to this.