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genessia2018-07-04 10:42 pm
nolifecount) wrote in genessia2018-07-04 10:42 pm
[Voice]
Action [Any forest, beaches, or drinking at the bar]
Wherever he goes, he walks silently like a shadow. Unnoticed, invisible, throughout the cities, the forest, wherever he feels like going. One blink of an eye you might see him. The next blink, you don’t. For he’s the Night Walker, one of his many names, and he wanders at night, exploring the cities.
Late at night, he would drink in any seedy bar and keep things to himself. It was hard to see his expression beneath his red hat and the surrounding dark aura around him, drinking his wine and spirits in the corner all alone by himself.
Wherever he goes, he's a tall figure, wearing a red coat, and a red wide-brimmed hat, and a pair of sunset orange sunglasses. The wind whipped at his tailcoat. His shadow overcast darkness itself, blending with the night. Wandering, aimless in his nightly strolls.
Audio
[Here's a voice that Genessia never heard before. It was a deep baritone, dark..and tired. And sad. And lethargic. That voice would have been proud once, even menacing, but the owner of the voice is trying.]
"How do you handle the heat wave? It's hot. Still, for a summer night, it's a good night to drink some blood chilled with ice. I preferred to drink blood, then wine afterward to make it sweet. I feel so hot, exhausted, and thirsty.
I haven't drunk anything decent in 30 years. I think I would pick the path of asceticism by now, but that path is unappealing as most religions go. But I won't lie. I am starving.
Whatever is in those blood bags? Beyond salvation. It's enough that I might want to give prayer a try, but I have a problem with putting my hands together and kneel. "
[Uh-oh somone is a harsh critic tonight.]
Wherever he goes, he walks silently like a shadow. Unnoticed, invisible, throughout the cities, the forest, wherever he feels like going. One blink of an eye you might see him. The next blink, you don’t. For he’s the Night Walker, one of his many names, and he wanders at night, exploring the cities.
Late at night, he would drink in any seedy bar and keep things to himself. It was hard to see his expression beneath his red hat and the surrounding dark aura around him, drinking his wine and spirits in the corner all alone by himself.
Wherever he goes, he's a tall figure, wearing a red coat, and a red wide-brimmed hat, and a pair of sunset orange sunglasses. The wind whipped at his tailcoat. His shadow overcast darkness itself, blending with the night. Wandering, aimless in his nightly strolls.
Audio
[Here's a voice that Genessia never heard before. It was a deep baritone, dark..and tired. And sad. And lethargic. That voice would have been proud once, even menacing, but the owner of the voice is trying.]
"How do you handle the heat wave? It's hot. Still, for a summer night, it's a good night to drink some blood chilled with ice. I preferred to drink blood, then wine afterward to make it sweet. I feel so hot, exhausted, and thirsty.
I haven't drunk anything decent in 30 years. I think I would pick the path of asceticism by now, but that path is unappealing as most religions go. But I won't lie. I am starving.
Whatever is in those blood bags? Beyond salvation. It's enough that I might want to give prayer a try, but I have a problem with putting my hands together and kneel. "
[Uh-oh somone is a harsh critic tonight.]
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Anyway! I'm good with everyone! Well.. I guess that's not too true. But it's mostly true; so.. by that... I can mostly be good with you!
I mean.. I can be! Wait, or you can be with me!
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Hmm, not today. Maybe another time when I go on another nightly stroll through Fayren woods. Then you can join me for an adventure.
[After all, the lad is brave enough, and from Alucard's point of view, there's a lot of kids wandering around in the woods without grown ups. :| So why the hell not? Make perfect sense to him.]
You probably need a weapon...like a sword to slay a beastie though. Are you good at that?
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[ He's quiet a moment. He had a hard time following what Alucard meant about "today"; but he sure as heck knows an invitation when he hears one for ADVENTURE! ] OH! You bet! Fay-ron(?) woods! I'm good at taking care of beasties. I'm the bestie at beasties! You can call me the beastie slayer-
OR, the keyblade master.. I got a keyblade, you got a hole that needs locking, show me the way! Click-click! I'm your locksmith!