audio; un: alucard

[reposing]

[Sometime after the Escort Missions are completed, Alucard speaks up on the network, sounding weary.]

I loathe to ask this of any of you, though I respect any who wish to decline my request. If you accept, know that I am incredibly grateful for it.

I require a bit of blood, if you have it. I know not all of you do. I will not accept it from someone who is ill.

Should you wish an explanation, or have further questions, I will answer them. I am open to discussing on methods of bloodletting if you would consider to donate it to me.

Comments

[refashioned]

You're ruining everyone's vampire fantasies here, Alucard.

[reposing]

I sincerely doubt anyone is having such fantasies.

[refashioned]

I would take care to enlighten you, but such a public resource is likely not the time or place. We're at work, and that is most certainly not safe for it.

[reposing]

[holy shit veronica]

...This isn't one of those Edward Cullen situations, is it?

[refashioned]

Oh, it most certainly is one of those.

[reposing]

I would prefer not to be part of this.

[refashioned]

You're an attractive man, Alucard. But I'm certain our team is well aware that they need to respect your wishes.

[reposing]

I suppose you're right. But I would loathe to think that I could be comparable to such a misrepresentation of my kind.

[refashioned]

Unless you take up stalking and are the representation of a weirdly chaste version of events in a romance between a teenage girl and an old man who looks like a teenager, I think you're fine.

[reposing]

Point taken.

[refashioned]

And don't worry. Most people here wouldn't know Edward Cullen if he was standing right in front of them.

[reposing]

True enough. Half of them don't know what a vampire is.

[refashioned]

They don't know what a Beyoncé is, either.

[Which, come to think of it:]

Look her up on the media app. It'll change your life.

[reposing]

I'll take your word for it, Veronica.