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a little touch of heavenly light [OPEN]
» WHO? Alucard & YOU
» WHEN? After the gravity has been reinstated.
» WHERE? Various locations, see within!
» WHAT? Catch-all for June. Prompts within.
» WARNINGS? Mention of blood, will update as needed.
❧ i. gym (man)
[Less than 11 months to go.
It's been too long already, and none of them have gotten any closer to finding a way off this wretched place. He's hardly had time to rest, drink, recover, and time is slipping away. He can't continue to wait like this, and it weighs on his heart terribly.
Alucard is presently in the gym, an incredibly long sword in his hand as he swings at the air, elegantly swiping at invisible opponents in his mind. He does not wear his jumpsuit, but rather a pair of black trousers and white tunic instead with his coat draped over a chair nearby. The focus is clear in his eyes, golden irises bordering on red.
Time is running out. How in the hell is the Sleeping Soldier meant to wake and find his scholar and hunter like this? How is he going to be able to--]
Hn!
[Abruptly, Alucard drops his sword and clutches his chest, baring his clenched fangs. He sinks down to his knees, trembling, dots of red appearing on his shirt.
There is nothing to prepare him.
A beastly noise escapes Alucard as he snarls, slamming his fist on the floor.
All he can do is continue forward, or die trying.]
❧ ii. gym (wolf)
[The pool is crystal clean.
There is nothing that could help Alucard feel comfortable enough to bare himself before others right now. It isn't as if he's ashamed of his wound, but he would rather keep it to himself. He doesn't want to think about it, its origins, what it means.
And having fur helps cover the truth of it.
If someone were to come into the gym and approach the pool, they will definitely find a large wolf throwing himself into the water and swimming away merrily. Once he reaches the end of the pool, he gallops around the edge to get back to where he started.]
❧ iii. observation deck
[The lack of windows in the station makes him feel trapped. Claustrophobic. Alucard is certain that he isn't the only one who feels the same way. The closest thing that they have to anything giving them the sensation of being open is either the gym, or this.
Alucard can be found within, calmly floating, his legs crossed lazily. Clinging to his golden waves of hair is a bat, who seems terrifically delighted to be where it is. Oddly, Alucard seems fairly preoccupied typing away, as if he's writing to someone's inbox. On occasion, he glances back up to look out the window, as if captivated by the darkness and stars out beyond.
Once he hears the door open, Alucard's shoulders slump and he sighs. The bat perks up and lets out an angry shriek, baring her fangs.]
Enough, Charlotte. [The bat continues her glaring, but settles back into his hair.]
If you wish, I can take my leave. [He tries to sound stern, but he just sounds exhausted.]
» WHEN? After the gravity has been reinstated.
» WHERE? Various locations, see within!
» WHAT? Catch-all for June. Prompts within.
» WARNINGS? Mention of blood, will update as needed.
❧ i. gym (man)
[Less than 11 months to go.
It's been too long already, and none of them have gotten any closer to finding a way off this wretched place. He's hardly had time to rest, drink, recover, and time is slipping away. He can't continue to wait like this, and it weighs on his heart terribly.
Alucard is presently in the gym, an incredibly long sword in his hand as he swings at the air, elegantly swiping at invisible opponents in his mind. He does not wear his jumpsuit, but rather a pair of black trousers and white tunic instead with his coat draped over a chair nearby. The focus is clear in his eyes, golden irises bordering on red.
Time is running out. How in the hell is the Sleeping Soldier meant to wake and find his scholar and hunter like this? How is he going to be able to--]
Hn!
[Abruptly, Alucard drops his sword and clutches his chest, baring his clenched fangs. He sinks down to his knees, trembling, dots of red appearing on his shirt.
There is nothing to prepare him.
A beastly noise escapes Alucard as he snarls, slamming his fist on the floor.
All he can do is continue forward, or die trying.]
❧ ii. gym (wolf)
[The pool is crystal clean.
There is nothing that could help Alucard feel comfortable enough to bare himself before others right now. It isn't as if he's ashamed of his wound, but he would rather keep it to himself. He doesn't want to think about it, its origins, what it means.
And having fur helps cover the truth of it.
If someone were to come into the gym and approach the pool, they will definitely find a large wolf throwing himself into the water and swimming away merrily. Once he reaches the end of the pool, he gallops around the edge to get back to where he started.]
❧ iii. observation deck
[The lack of windows in the station makes him feel trapped. Claustrophobic. Alucard is certain that he isn't the only one who feels the same way. The closest thing that they have to anything giving them the sensation of being open is either the gym, or this.
Alucard can be found within, calmly floating, his legs crossed lazily. Clinging to his golden waves of hair is a bat, who seems terrifically delighted to be where it is. Oddly, Alucard seems fairly preoccupied typing away, as if he's writing to someone's inbox. On occasion, he glances back up to look out the window, as if captivated by the darkness and stars out beyond.
Once he hears the door open, Alucard's shoulders slump and he sighs. The bat perks up and lets out an angry shriek, baring her fangs.]
Enough, Charlotte. [The bat continues her glaring, but settles back into his hair.]
If you wish, I can take my leave. [He tries to sound stern, but he just sounds exhausted.]
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He's quietly delighted at Alucard's reaction to him and carefully extends his hand forward, trying to test his luck to see if he'd let him pet his head and give him a scratch behind the ears. If not, he'd retract his hand back.]
You could probably use a towel, huh.
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The wolf closes his eyes and leans into the gentle scratching.
Yeah, he could probably use a towel.]
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[Minato decides, moving his hands to scritch at Alucard's cheeks. He gets a thorough petting before Minato pulls back, standing up.]
Let me see if I can find you a towel. Don't shake and spray me with water, okay?
[He's talking to Alucard as he's used to talking to Koromaru, which was that he, though he wasn't thinking about it, assumed that Alucard would understand everything he was saying. Which to be fair, he wasn't wrong in the end, but it shouldn't have been right.]
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It's interesting to see how different Minato is in this way. Subdued a bit on the network, but more open to animals. That seems to be the way of many people who have a bit of social complications with others.
Though he hardly judges.
Obediently, he doesn't shake himself off, instead just making a little wet trail as he follows Minato.]
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Since there was gym equipment and everything in the fitness room, then there had to be towels around somewhere, like gyms tended to have for wiping off sweat and cleaning off the equipment.
Because it's the magic of rp and I can do what I want,Minato ends up finding one after a bit of looking around, and it appears to be clean, making him wonder if someone hadn't just left it here accidentally after a swimming excursion of their own. Well, it was gonna be a wet dog towel now, sorry to whoever might come looking for it. He turns back to look at Alucard and crouches down again, holding out the towel.]Come here, bud.
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He snuffs, and lets Minato ruffle his fur dry as he'd like. Go to town, kiddo.]
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There.
[He playfully drapes the towel over Alucard's head, hanging on either side of his head like cowl.]
Someone's probably looking for you by now.
[Hmm. Should he make a post like Hinata had? To see if he was anyone's dog?]
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When the towel is draped over his head, Alucard looks up and pants, which looks like a grin.
Ah. Someone looking. Well, he doesn't really want to encourage that. He shakes his head, causing the towel to fall to the floor; the wolf then takes off to head toward one of the gym doors.]
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Goodbye, then.
[He'll pick up the towel so he could wash it and bring it back, just in case someone else finds themselves in need of a towel after visiting the pool.]
Come again sometime.