[Any day Alucard gets accused of being overdramatic shall be responded to with a reminder of this moment. It is so very dramatic and it feels so very right for the moment. It is fire, and everyone assembled knows Alucard's feelings about fire. He's addressed the problem, it seems.
His hand remains latched to hers, fingers laced together. He squeezes for just a moment, cool leather against her warmth. That was wonderful.
That was beginning the party in full. There is a change in the band's tempo, brighter than the soft evening music of before. Invitation to begin dancing. Invitation to begin indulgence. Invitation to all those night things who must obey such sacred concepts.
And for many, it also is an invitation to begin to speak with Alucard. Coldness, in these moments, serve him well. He is able to speak of stability with such certainty, of his father's return with such confidence, that any who seem to have doubt go away with fewer concerns than before. (It shall not last.) He is able to listen to more personal plights (slight things most of the days, and a few concerns with the Church Ladies which he can easily talk out) without betraying too much sympathy that he'd have otherwise.
It's boring. It's tedious. And at a certain break he nudges Sypha softly.]
You're not compelled to linger here if you want to explore. Look for myself or our host when you must.
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His hand remains latched to hers, fingers laced together. He squeezes for just a moment, cool leather against her warmth. That was wonderful.
That was beginning the party in full. There is a change in the band's tempo, brighter than the soft evening music of before. Invitation to begin dancing. Invitation to begin indulgence. Invitation to all those night things who must obey such sacred concepts.
And for many, it also is an invitation to begin to speak with Alucard. Coldness, in these moments, serve him well. He is able to speak of stability with such certainty, of his father's return with such confidence, that any who seem to have doubt go away with fewer concerns than before. (It shall not last.) He is able to listen to more personal plights (slight things most of the days, and a few concerns with the Church Ladies which he can easily talk out) without betraying too much sympathy that he'd have otherwise.
It's boring. It's tedious. And at a certain break he nudges Sypha softly.]
You're not compelled to linger here if you want to explore. Look for myself or our host when you must.