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[To people who knew Rip and what she was, it might or might not be a surprise she's awake in the middle of the day or that she looks tired and restless. She was sitting in the living room of the apartment she shared with Namur and Thatch and just.. looked resigned and grumpy as she cuddled her woobat.]

Zo, vat is there really to do around this place during the day? If sleep is being elusive, I may as vell find something to occupy my time ozher than vandering about.

[Which, she may have done more than enough of lately...Rip pressed her face into her fluffy bat's fur and sighed.]

....Or hell, I'll take recommendations for a good bar or theater to visit.

[Action: Locked to Namur]

[Since the egg event, Rip's been getting more and more restless as her nightmares seemed to pick up again. Before she'd just shake them off and ignore them. Now? They were a little more vivid, leading her to toss and turn in her sleep before eventually waking up with a start and getting out of bed, getting dressed and exploring the cities on her own. She tried to be quiet about it...

Even going as far as ignoring how tired she really was under her usual cheer and desires. Rip was used to hiding her nightmares. But, it was easier when she lived by herself... Now? Who knew how long she'd manage to keep it up. Today had been one of the more vivid ones, making her wake up with a panic start. She was just relieved she recognized where she was quickly enough before she lashed out...

Which was why she was in the living room now, cuddling a fluffy pokemon than in the bedroom attempting to try and go back to sleep.]

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I ain't too familiar with the city quite yet, but I been working at Fortuna Palace and it's a pretty sweet place. Good games, or just good drinks if you don't want to gamble.

In the interest of fairness, I'll confess I'm biased a little because I'm one of the bartenders.

That just means you haf a good sense of how good the drinks are. I've found that if a bartender is comfortable recommending the drinks, they might actually be good.

...I might haf to vander down there und see if there is anything to my liking. For the drinks of course. Gambling isn't quite my forte.

Go for it. If I'm on staff that night I can pour you something good. What kinda drinks you like?

Anyzhing really, I'll haf to add zomething to it to be able to stomach them anyway and that always changes the flavor.

Ah, all right then. What are you adding in?

[She smirks slightly.]

Blood. I'm a vampire zo.. I find zhat adding blood helps me stomach zhe drink.

...ah, okay. Yeah that'd make sense.

I'll make something that goes with the salty flavor, I guess, then.

[Soft Chuckle.]

It's the coppery flavor that usually needs to be covered up. So something strong would work.

I was thinking whiskey before and I'm thinking whiskey even more now. I can whip up something decent to mask it, I think.

That vould be appreciated~.

[Leave it to be alcohol that cheers her up slightly.]

I'm Rip, by the vay. Und vho iz the handzome bartender that's offering me such delightful cocktails to cheer me up vith?

[He grins at being called 'handsome'.] I go by the name 'Graverobber'. Good to meet ya, Rip. Calling me handsome might've just earned you a free shot of something.

Vat can I say, I haf an interesting taste in men und free shots are alvays velcomed.

Hey, you'll hear no complaints from me on either count. I'll pour you something nice for it.

I figured as much~.

I zuppose, zhat just gives me motivation to vander my vay over there some night vhen I'm not vorking. Hopefully, soon.

I'll look forward to seeing you around here, then. I'll be around most nights of the week at Fortuna.

[She's definitely not hiding it. A few minutes later, Namur wanders into the living room, yawning and bleary eyed.]

Mind if I sit with y'?

[Rip had her face buried in her woobats fur when he came out with her legs drawn up to her chest on the couch. She glanced up at him and then nodded.]

You should still be asleep.

[He flops tiredly on the couch.]

Ditto, babe.

[He sits up a little straighter, and moves some strands of her hair from over her shoulder.]

Gettin' worried 'boutcha. Mean, yer a grownass woman, can live yer life how y' want an' all, but. This's happenin' more an' more. Taste scared a somethin'. So...

[He wants to ask if there's anything she wants to talk about, but he figures the answer is pretty obvious, since she hasn't already. If she wanted to talk about it, she would have.]

Y' know y' can tell me yer shit, right? Whatever's tryna drown y'... I got gills. Know what I mean?

[She shifted over a bit when he flopped down and almost leaned into his touch as he started to play with a few strands of her hair. The fluffball in her arms squeaked softly as Rip ran a hand through the fluff's fur.

He could taste her fear when she woke up. Somehow, she wasn't surprised and no, she usually didn't want to talk about it. But, if this kept going..Rip wouldn't be able to ignore them anymore. Even she knew her insomnia getting worse wasn't a good thing for her or him.

So she let out a soft sigh and recalled her Pokemon back to her ball and settled against Namur's side after putting the pokeball down.]

I know. But.. zhe nightmares are hard to talk about.

[Then she fell silent and hesitant for several moments before speaking again, her voice quiet and sounding a little... lost.]

I close my eyes und I see zhe flames again und hear zhe screaming. I zhink zhe attack only made zhem vorse.

Edited 2018-04-22 19:28 (UTC)

Flames an' screamin'..?

[He's pretty sure she's not talking about something generalized here. He puts his arms around her and pulls her up into his lap, holding her close.]

What'd they do t' y'? Worried they're gonna come after y' 'gain?

[Rip didn't protest as he settled her on his lap and just leaned against his chest, eyes closed.]

Not they... him.

[She just kind of pressed herself against him a little more and just tried to figure out how she wanted to explain what haunted her nightmares.]

I haf told you zhat I am dead in my vorld...vhat I didn't mention, vas I vas in zhe middle of being murdered vhen I vas taken to Ruby City.

[Her hand went up to the impalement scar on her chest. The entrance wound wasn't large but the exit wound...was.]

I vas given zhe mission to take over a battleship und zhen vait. I vas to defend it..und vait for Alucard to show up, zhe Hellsing's attack dog. My mission vas simple, fight him und trap him zhere...Zhey didn't tell me how, just zhat vas vat I vas supposed to do.

Vhen he arrived...his aura vas overvelming. It felt az if zhe devil himself appeared from zhe heavens to strike us down.

[She tensed a little just remembering.]

...I panicked. My crew vas slaughtered before my eyes az if zhey vere nozhing but rag dolls und zhe ship vas on fire. Before I knew it he vas coming for me. I managed to pull myself togezher enough to fire...und I hit him. Zeveral times repeatedly. He kept coming und..even caught zhe bullet vith his teeth.

I tried to run again und he caught me und forced me against zhe command tower...I vas impaled vith my own musket. I felt his fangs in my neck und his hands all over me az zhings burned... zhen zhe next zhing I knew, I vas stepping off a train in Ruby City.

[She was trembling a bit as she finished. For her it wasn't just a simple, she was killed and then appeared somewhere else. That would have been a mercy! Instead, she was left with her last memories of home being much, much worse.]

...I am terrified of him showing up to finish zhe job und claim my soul for hiz own army.

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[Namur had noticed the scar and wondered about it before. How come it stuck around in her body, but his teeth marks didn't? He'd never asked though- it seemed too pettily selfish. So when she called attention to it with a gesture, he angled his head to the side, curious and attentive.

He wonders what she would think if he unbridled his aura. What she would do if she'd ever felt the Old Man's. Was it something similar to haki? It sounded similar. Catching a bullet in your teeth isn't much of a trick if you know where it's going to be and when it's going to be there...

So she'd taken on a Warlord, or a Commander; maybe even something equivalent to an Emperor.

Alone.

Probably without backup, or proper training.]

Shit, babe. No wonder yer still shakin', even all these years later. Where was the rest a yer team? Not yer crew he killed but like. The werewolf y' mentioned or the one givin' y' orders? Didn't they know y'd need support?

[If she ever encountered his full aura, who knows? The difference between Namur and Alucard was simple to Rip, one she adored and the other she feared more than hell itself. Her reaction may not be as bad to him as it was to the one who killed her.

But, his question was a good one and it was one she was reluctant to answer.]

Zhe Major knew. But, it vas my assigned task.Every member of my unit had zhere own individually assigned tasks, ones only ve vere permitted to carry out az part of Zhe Major's plans to start a var. So, in Zhe Major's eyes, I performed my duties to zhe letter by dying und trapping Alucard out at sea.

[She had even been saluted and given military honors as she was devoured, not that Rip remembered much of that.]

Even if I had failed, no one vould haf come. I vould haf just been destroyed like zome of zhe ozhers.

[ Her hand went briefly to her neck and gently rubbed behind her left ear.]

Dok had a vay of setting uz on fire remotely. If I had failed, zhat vould haf been my fate instead.

[Namur looks completely horrified. After a few moments, he's finally able to spit a word out of his mouth.]

Bastards.

[He shakes his head, trying to string any other series of words together into a coherent sentence. Eventually, he manages.]

No offense, babe, but yer old crew sucks. I'mma whoop their asses if they show up here. Maybe it'll knock some sense int' 'em. What the hell kinda dickshit moron sets up their own crew t' fail? Damn, girl.

So's some a this y' bein' nervous 'bout joinin' us? Worried we might set y' up the same way?

Zhe kind zhat vants to start a var und take out zhe opponent's main veapon early.

[That's what kind of 'dickshit moron' that lead her battalion. Which she had known from the start, but, she was a little too focused on her own reasons for being there to realize and accept that she would die for her mission. Rip had been under the impression that she could change her fate and survive, prove herself worthy of notice and to be the best she could.

As for what he asked? Rip nodded slightly and just leaned against him, resting her head against his chest and closing her eyes just to listen for his heart beat.]

Yes. I am under no illusions zhat trusting people could end to my death..again. It did a few times in Ruby City already. Zhough, I recognize zhat you, Marco or Grell vould not do it purposely.

But, you haf to alzo understand, I joined both vars villingly. I helped to slaughter more people zhan I care to count und do not regret it und vould probably follow my orders zhe same vay I did before vithout fail, even vith zhe resulting trauma und nightmares.

How can I ever regret doing zomething I enjoy? Zhe bloodshed, zhe screaming...Everything zhat made me feel alive az I carried out parts of my missions und killed my targets.

[And where her mood had been fearful before, it suddenly shifted to something a little more relaxed and slightly happy discussing murder. Being with Millennium for so long miiight have messed with her more than some realized and being alone in Ruby City didn't help.]

It's zhat thrill I chase vhen I hunt vhether it's humans or animals. Zhe result iz always the same.. the instinctive jolt of pride proving you're stronger.. zhat you deserve to live!

[And then that happiness faded a little.]

...Und zhen getting out of control und killing people vith more powerful friends. Zhat iz vat usually kills me. Haz killed me twice since my original death.

I alvays fuck up somehow und die.

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But y' di-

[Know what? He's not finishing that sentence. As terrifying as her death was for her, at least her damn Commander had the decency to make her feel good about it. He's not going to take that from her.

A part of him wants to shy away from how eagerly she talks about killing. He'd rather promote life, himself. But he knows the thrill she's talking about. He's familiar with that pride in proving he's more fit to live and spawn offspring. She puts it into such elegant words, blunt and primal but beautiful in their own right. Namur smiles, running his hand over her hair. Then smiles that much broader.]

'S that last bit that's key, eh? But I know y' can do it. Mean, sure, yer probly gonna muck shit up sometimes. 'S why 's important t' find folk y' can trust t' stand by y' even when yer bein' a dumbass. Everbody makes mistakes, babe. An' there's always gonna be consequences. But that don't mean y' gotta face 'em on yer lonesome, an' it don't mean y' can't get strong 'nuff t' survive in spite a 'em. We're trainin' y' up now, fillin' in some a yer gaps, aye? 'S gonna be fine. Jus' don't give up. Ever. Keep tryin' even when y' fail. What more could we ask a y'?

[Rip leaned into his touch as she listened to his words and felt almost..relieved to hear his encouragement. The training he was giving her definitely started to fill in some of the gaps she had and started to polish her fighting up to be less brutally primal. Against regular humans, she'd dominate the fight. Against anything non-human, Rip had issues.

Though, it was pretty clear she was meant to take quite a bit of punishment in a fight and if it hadn't been for the damaging blood in her last fight Rip would have kept going despite the stab wounds.

Rip was a killing machine when she wanted to be. For her, there was no promoting life. There was only the survival of the fittest and the thrill of proving she had that right to live! Maybe if she could reproduce, that mentality might have been different. But, considering Rip couldn't even create other vampires all she had left was proving she had the right to survive by killing others whether it was for feeding or just to prove she was the better predator.

It was the thrill to prove she was alive she chased. Which considering this place provided for her needs, she had to seek other places than just hunting.]

...You haf no idea how much zhat means to me.

[Rip leaned a little more into his touch and even turned her head slightly to give his palm a gentle nip.]

I don't zhink I can recall anyone ever being zhis supportive of me despite my nature. It iz a rarity for me.

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Felt the same way when I's first in the crew. The idea there'd be a buncha humans lookin' out for me kinda blew my mind, sheheheheh! But I don't regret it, an' there ain't none a us that's ever regretted bringin' someone else aboard.

[Except for one... but even then it's not so much that as... well. There's always shit a person wishes would have gone differently. He smiles when she nips him, and gives her a toothy kiss.]

An' if that bastard comes 'round lookin' for yer soul or whatever I'll whoop his ass. Don't give a shit what he is, y' know I'll find a way. Even if I gotta call my brothers in, there ain't no way we're gonna let 'im take y'. So don't be 'fraid a 'im, aye? Believe in us an' be brave. Bastard probly won't know what t' do with hisself if y' ain't shittin' yerself scared, know what I'm sayin'?

[She grins as she kisses him back. People that would accept a creature like her. That was still boggling her mind a bit. In her time world hopping, humans weren't exactly fond of her, mostly because she made it well know how much she liked killing them. Though, there were always a few very rare exceptions. Most of the people that had been friendly or accepted what she was had been just as... horrible as she was.

Still, Rip was finding the idea of having others that would stand with her and help her no matter what to be...a dream come true. Especially with one of them being him.]

If he comes around again, zhen..I vill definitely be ready und zhis time, not afraid. Just az long az you und zhe rest haf my back.

You should read some books! That solves everything.

[Somehow, she's not surprised at his suggestion.]

...Zhen I guess you're transcribing some books in German for me, aren't you.

I did promise that I would do that for you. It's part of my business now, too.

It would take a while to transcribe a whole book, but I can bring you things chapter by chapter?

..Zhat vould vork fine I zhink.

Composing music is a lovely way to pass time.

Or perhaps watching movies. I quite miss having my own television.

Hm.. both might vork. Zhough, I'll admit, it haz been avhile since I've zeen a movie.

Maybe start with that, then? Hana and I used to watch movies a lot when we needed to destress. I'm sure you can find some to buy or rent here.

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