[OPEN] nightcall

[reposing]

» WHO? Alucard & YOU
» WHEN? Anytime during May.
» WHERE? Various locations! They are listed in the prompts.
» WHAT? Alucard catch-all. Open prompts within!
» WARNINGS? N/A



❧ I. supply run [BAR]

[It was becoming quick to see that leaving this place would not be happening anytime soon. As the days continue to go by, the truth becomes obvious, and Alucard realizes that he does need to make sure they all live, no matter how he might feel about it. The more hands on deck, the more likely they will be able to escape.

And somehow, he will find his way back to Wallachia.

A year, he tells himself. He has a year to make this right.

And so, mentally, Alucard prepares himself as possibly the closest thing this place has to a doctor. He is trained in many ways, and in his heart he knew he'd always wanted to follow in his mother's footsteps rather than his father's, but...

As he steps into the bar, he lets out a tired sigh. There is no time to spare thoughts to the past. He is needed here, now, and he must delay his recovery as much as possible, no matter how ferociously hungry or exhausted he is.

Calmly, Alucard steps over the counter, reaching the drinks in the back. He places aside various opened bottles, disinterested, until he encounters one with a clear liquid. Taking off the cap, he gives it a sniff, then nods to himself in satisfaction before placing it into the bucket he's carrying with him.]


❧ II. sleepy beepy [SHOWERS]

[There's the distinct sound of water running, and it seems to have been for sometime. Steam has long since clogged the area, condensation dripping along the walls and mirrors.

On the floor is Alucard, collapsed, a bucket tipped over with a puddle of water pooling the floor.

He is breathing. That much one can tell.]


❧ III. in wolf's clothing [OBSERVATION DECK]

[Here resides a wolf. Strange, perhaps, it is to see a beast when the station seems to only have people aboard it.

The canine is slightly larger than likely most wolves anyone has seen or imagined. Though as impressive as that is, the wolf is curled up on the floor, gazing out the observation deck, looking either tired or even sad.

It does seem to be aware of company, his ears flicking, but not responding any further. A small boof escapes him.

Not exactly a conversation, but he doesn't seem eager to be aggressive.]


❧ IV. wildcard

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II

[counterfeitheart]

[Kira is beginning to feel the whole thing by now. Being stuck on a space station, no cigarettes, no nothing to tide him over... he was maybe beginning to not smell the best so it was time to hit the showers.

And he spots the guy on the floor, the mirrors fogged up and everything disgustingly moist after he was already undressed and just ready to clean himself off.]

Are you fucking serious right now...?

[Wrinkling his nose, he kicks the guy in the ribs.]

Hey asshole! This isn't your mom's house anymore, you gotta save some hot water for the rest of us. Shit!

[And if he were a better Samaritan he might turn the water off now but nope, now that he's gotten in his griping, he's just going to take the shower for himself. This guy clearly is not using it anymore.]

The least you could do is pass out in the hallway if you can't make it to your room.

[reposing]

[For all of Kira's shouting, there is no reaction from the man on the floor. Even the swift kick earns nothing, and the man remains on the floor, facedown and soaked.

But he certainly isn't dead, that much is clear. Unconscious, though from what it is unknown.

Maybe from Kira's lack of showering until now]

[counterfeitheart]

[What a pain. Kira was assuming the guy had passed out drunk or something, considering he was face down and all. That was really not the best way to be laying, no matter who you were, so BEGRUDGINGLY... Kira sighs, rolls his eyes, and actually bends down to just grab the guy under his shoulders, making no attempt to ask before hoisting him up in order to prop him up against the wall, seated rather than face down.]

Geez. Didn't expect to be doing this for another disaster blonde so soon.

[He squats in front of him then, actually taking a moment to check up on the guy by trying to lift an eyelid before both of his palms smacked lightly at his cheeks.]

Yo. C'mon Goldilocks, I can't be seen leaving the showers with you lying here knocked out behind me. I'm already gonna have a bad enough reputation without that.

[reposing]

[For a long moment, Alucard almost doesn't react, but maybe being put upright is what ends up helping him. Finally, the dhampir stirs, shaking his head a little before letting out a loud, beastly yawn, baring his fangs.

He opens his eyes, peering up at the man with a tired gaze.

Alucard then scowls, pushing his hair back out of his face.]

Hm?

[Well. Considering the state of the stranger, he can imagine what he was here for.]

Unfortunate. [He sighs and slowly forces himself to stand up.] Shall I take my leave, then?

[counterfeitheart]

Well, at least I didn't have to perform CPR on ya, heh.

[This was already wierd enough without that. Kira just made it wierder, but whatever. That meant he probably wouldn't ask him for help now, right?]

I mean, unless you wanna stay and help me wash up, it's probably for the best if you did.

Word of advice though. If you can manage it, pass out on your side from now on, so if you vomit you don't choke on it and die.

[reposing]

[Nearly the entire exchange earns a flat look from Alucard. To him, he'd just woken up and very clearly was in the way of somebody's shower, so leaving felt necessary.

The last bit earns a raised brow.]

I wouldn't vomit from merely sleeping, but I will keep your unusual advice in mind.

[counterfeitheart]

[Kira just smirks the whole time, his own brows also raised in a look of skeptical amusement.]

Yeah man, I get it. I've "fallen asleep" in the shower too. You're feeling pretty good, spent a night wasting energy, then you crawl in under the warm water and it takes you away.

Seriously though. I ain't gonna judge ya, frankly I don't give a damn what you did or what you do, just thought I'd help ya out.

[reposing]

[Alucard rubs the bridge of his nose, sighing in irritation.]

If you think I was blacked out from a night of drinking, you'd be sorely mistaken. It is impossible for me to become intoxicated.

But think what you wish, wrong as it is. [He wrings his hair of water, then tosses it back over his shoulder.]

Regardless, I appreciate your... assistance. [he guesses??]

[counterfeitheart]

[Kira notes that to himself, nodding and continuing his skeptical look. Whether he believed him or not didn't matter at this point. He couldn't say he believed him, at least.]

Boy, aren't you a sourpuss. Mad that I found out you're a sloppy drunkard, huh? Well, don't worry about it, I'm only gonna tell my closest friends.

[He makes a little 'Okay' symbol with his hand, holding it up with a wink.]

And you're welcome, but don't expect it in the future. You're not even fun to talk to, so next time I'm totally leaving you facedown.

[reposing]

My demeanor is only attributed to the current company in my presence.

[The words are spoken flatly. He really couldn't waste his energy on caring much.

Wordlessly, he simply shrugs at Kira without another word. He doesn't have any strong feelings about that in particular.

Alucard locates his bucket and goes to fill it. Preferably, this time without falling asleep.]

[counterfeitheart]

"My demeanor is only attributed to the current company in my presence". [It is said in a mockingly-flat, quasi-robotic tone.]

So you're a stuffy narcoleptic that can't take a joke. And you gotta use the big scorers from scrabble to feel smarter than me since I literally just found you laying here face down on the floor.

It's cool, you're not the first, won't be the last.

[Well, it was time to get to cleaning himself, then.]

Seriously though, it's fuckin' disconcerting to walk in on a guy laying face down with the hot water on. Even if you don't care what I think, maybe give a thought to how other people will feel.

[reposing]

What is there to be concerned with when it comes to the thoughts and feelings of others so long as I draw breath?

[Though he might have felt a little bad if it was Venus who found him. She is sweet in the best of ways, and he would prefer not to upset her.

But ultimately, in his eyes, he cannot manage to think much outside the immediate moment, and the largest problem they all face.]

Though I will consider how much you think of others. Perhaps that says more of you than one would expect.

[counterfeitheart]

[Ugh, gross. Kira went and fucked up, and let the fact that he cares about what people think and feel just go like that. Awful. He's just going to wrinkle his nose at that, but not argue it, because the guy wasn't WRONG. And he felt like if he did, it'd just become a "the lady doth protest too much" scene.]

Eh. Don't read too much into it.

[It was weird. Like talking to an angel, almost. He was Lucifer though so that wasn't necessarily a GOOD feeling, but at that thought and the casual remembrance of the fangs, Kira decided it was better left to his imagination for the time being.]

Guess... good luck with makin' it to your bed next time, Sleeping Beauty.