CXLVIII.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[somehow, this opens up on a conversation between Zelman and the white-haired, red-eyed kid with no name.]

Not at all?

Nuh-uh. You're not scary.

Oh? But I'm a monster, you said so yourself.

You're not scary!

What if I grind up your bones and drink all your blood.

[but it's said seriously. calmly, coldly, a little threatening. the child sounds unsure.]

Nuh-uh, you won't eat me.

Ha, that's what you think. I'll gobble you up for dinner if you keep being bad.

Nuh-uh, no you won't. You won't--!

[the kid shrieks and runs off in a sudden clatter of noise. furniture's shoved around, Zelman laughs, and the child lets out another loud shriek before he...

...starts giggling. flailing around. trying very hard to get Zelman to stop tickling him.]

I told you I'd get you.

[that kid puts up a valiant struggle, but just keeps laughing. Zelman eventually lets the kid go so that he can roll off and onto his little feet again, still in stitches.]

Chase me again, chase me again!

I'll get you again! Get over here--

No way!

[and they do it again. and again. they're making a right mess of the lobby, but hey.]


[ooc: oh god please feel free to run into them wrestling somewhere in the lobby. this may never happen again in anyone's lifetime. :|b over the journal is welcome too.]

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[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[she seems APPALLED. a- and don't worry, nameless boy, she can't say her own name right either.]



[those footsteps are getting closer.]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[and the kid seems kind of proud of this fact. Zelman, however, stands and looks towards the approaching footsteps. the kid pauses to look up at him, and then in the same direction.]

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[Anemone puffs up.] [she seems pretty pleased too.]

[emerging around the corner is one (1) Alucard, looking shadowy and dangerous and cross.]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[...a King, huh. Not many of those around anymore. When Alucard comes around the corner, Zelman taps his kid on the back a couple of times. The kid suddenly looks rather serious and reserved. Apparently the tap translates to, "Behave or I will rip your fucking lungs out".]

And it's a wonder to stand in your presence, Missy, but I believe you have company.

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[Anemone perks up and dashes over to Alucard, clinging at his coat.]

[Alucard peers down at his daughter, then over at Zelman and his boy, then down at Anemone again. THERE IS SO MUCH HE WANTS TO ADDRESS HERE. first things first:] Don't run off again.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

Hm.

[they both keep quiet. let the man sort through his problems.]

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[she squirms under his hard stare, then nods.]




[said issues can be resolved, Alucard seems to decide, by LETTING THEM REVEAL THEMSELVES.] I don't mind who you play with. Just don't bite.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[the kid looks up at Zelman, who nods down at him. he relaxes a little.]

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[Anemone looks over at the boy, then back at Alucard.]



[Alucard settles on a nearby couch to watch diligently. he tosses Zelman a curious look but remains where he is.]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[Zelman gives the kid an affectionate pat on the head before ditching him to go sit on a couch as well. the social awkwardness will build character.]

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

[at the very least, it will build conversational skills. Alucard raises an eyebrow at Zelman.] Never introduced your boy to the wonders of the deep?

[Anenome, meanwhile, is wiggling her hair at the boy and gesturing broadly.] [she considers this for a moment.]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

My love of the ocean stops at the piracy of old.

[the kid points back at Zelman.]

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

Oh? No love for the kraken nests deep in your heart?

[he's getting his head patted at and felt by Anemone when he turns away, then.]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

None whatsoever.

[t-the kid stumbles awkwardly away. ew, cooties.]

[and he shows her his teeth. fangs, ahoy!]

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

A pity.

[>:T she does not have cooties! and she'll loudly say so if asked.]

[she uh, has her father's teeth. all of them.]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

I prefer land... And dragons, if we're to banter over mythological creatures.

[the kid... immediately gets over whatever cooties he might have caught to take a look. this is so cool!]

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

Admittedly, I take no issue with either of them myself. Dragons have always been a family obsession, I suppose. I have yet to see a real one, however.

[Anemone play-snaps at him, then takes a flying leap that's bound to end in a wild tussle.]