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

[reposing]

Twenty.

[theseuschip]

...Oh.

[ That was an anticlimactic answer, but that’s on Simon for making assumptions, he guesses. Of course, Alucard also seems older than that just because of his 14th-century speech patterns and manners. ]

[reposing]

Disappointed?

[The way he asks isn't offended. Amused, certainly.]

[theseuschip]

I mean, every thousand-year-old vampire had to be twenty sometime.

[reposing]

A terribly interesting thought, but you're not wrong. I suppose I never really thought about someone like my father being that young. He always felt... ancient.