*narrows eyes at inbox*
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thebibliosphere:
jeneelestrange:
dmschampagne:
thebibliosphere:
*sighs*
“A vampire hunter?” Nathan demanded, sitting up to look down incredulously at him. “You had sex, with a vampire hunter?!”
Vlad rolled his eyes with a sigh. “Yes.”
“…a vampire hunter.”
“Please, keep repeating it. That’ll make it sound better.”
“How old were you?”
Vlad shrugged, rolling onto his back and stretching out his back as he yawned. “Hundred and something. And it wasn’t just any vampire hunter.” He smirked. “It was Helsing.”
There was a pause, and then. “Helsing, as in Van bloody renowned vampire killer Helsing?”
“Hmm.” Vlad hummed, a content little sound in the back of his throat. “He was hunting my grandfather…this was back in the old country of course, before we had to leave…anyway, grandad wasn’t there and my father was off” he waved a hand vaguely “leering through balcony windows probably. So it’s just me and some of the drones, fucking around in the crypts. Not literally,” he adds, seeing the look on Nathan’s face. “Took a few extra screams for me to realize it wasn’t just grandfather returning. He was an impressive tracker,” the vampire conceded, “followed me all the way to the library. Even fired a crossbow at me.”
“What happened?”
“He missed.”
“Bullshit,” Nathan countered, “One-shot-Van-Helsing never missed.”
Vlad’s smile lifted crookedly, running a tongue thoughtfully over a length of fang. “First time for everything I suppose.”
This sounds wonderful. I have an excited.
It went exactly like this:
*wheeze*
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thebibliosphere:
jeneelestrange:
dmschampagne:
thebibliosphere:
*sighs*
“A vampire hunter?” Nathan demanded, sitting up to look down incredulously at him. “You had sex, with a vampire hunter?!”
Vlad rolled his eyes with a sigh. “Yes.”
“…a vampire hunter.”
“Please, keep repeating it. That’ll make it sound better.”
“How old were you?”
Vlad shrugged, rolling onto his back and stretching out his back as he yawned. “Hundred and something. And it wasn’t just any vampire hunter.” He smirked. “It was Helsing.”
There was a pause, and then. “Helsing, as in Van bloody renowned vampire killer Helsing?”
“Hmm.” Vlad hummed, a content little sound in the back of his throat. “He was hunting my grandfather…this was back in the old country of course, before we had to leave…anyway, grandad wasn’t there and my father was off” he waved a hand vaguely “leering through balcony windows probably. So it’s just me and some of the drones, fucking around in the crypts. Not literally,” he adds, seeing the look on Nathan’s face. “Took a few extra screams for me to realize it wasn’t just grandfather returning. He was an impressive tracker,” the vampire conceded, “followed me all the way to the library. Even fired a crossbow at me.”
“What happened?”
“He missed.”
“Bullshit,” Nathan countered, “One-shot-Van-Helsing never missed.”
Vlad’s smile lifted crookedly, running a tongue thoughtfully over a length of fang. “First time for everything I suppose.”
This sounds wonderful. I have an excited.
It went exactly like this:
*wheeze*
(Your picture was not posted)
