[Too bad, Alucard, Gef II does what he wants. The creature offers no comments either way on the whereabouts of Alucard's footwear. Instead, he spots an empty mixing bowl upon the counter and climbs up into it. As he circles within, the bowl wobbles and turns, delighting Gef II into further loops.
Hector shrugs.]
Fuck if I know what all he's been up to. A scamp, that one. But look how happy he is. [Basically, this is Gef II's house now and Alucard is just living in it.]
--I'd like at least some accountability from him if he intends to stay.
[Yes, Alucard is still talking in Gef II's direction as if he expects a response. He steps forward though, scooping the ferret out of the mixing bowl.]
And you should not be playing in the kitchen. I can't account for your safety if you do.
[He has rules, Gef II! They all come back to don't fuck with the kitchen.]
[Gef II squeaks, then goes limp in protest. An overdramatic animal for an overdramatic man.]
I can ask him to keep out of the kitchen. [Whether Gef II complies will depend largely on the day, the ferret's mood, and how tempting of a nest Alucard provides for him elsewhere.
And yes, Hector is fully assuming that of course Alucard will allow Gef II to stay, because Gef II is a fucking delight.]
[Gef II bounces around on the floor, showing off his impressive jumping skills. How could anyone bar him from the kitchen after such a skillful display? Who could be so cold-hearted, such a barrier to the performing arts?]
Night Creatures imbued with a soul are capable of carrying out much more complex instructions than an animal. With this one, if the command is contrary to his nature, he will likely forget it over time.
[Well, Hector could imbue more will to try to coax a more thorough compliance, but he's... he's just not going to. Not when Gef II so obviously delights in being in the space. He can quietly emphasize leaving Alucard's food stores alone, at least.]
[Gef II squeaks excitedly, and darts into the boot. Then wiggles out, does a quick loop around Alucard's bare foot, giving it an affectionate bop with his head. Then it's back into the boot.
Hector raises an eyebrow at the dhampir. Already whipped if he's giving the creature the clothes off his back feet.]
[But maybe Alucard won't need that. It's strange, how a small thing like needing to look after such a tiny creature can keep a person moving through all sorts of crises.]
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Hector shrugs.]
Fuck if I know what all he's been up to. A scamp, that one. But look how happy he is. [Basically, this is Gef II's house now and Alucard is just living in it.]
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[Yes, Alucard is still talking in Gef II's direction as if he expects a response. He steps forward though, scooping the ferret out of the mixing bowl.]
And you should not be playing in the kitchen. I can't account for your safety if you do.
[He has rules, Gef II! They all come back to don't fuck with the kitchen.]
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I can ask him to keep out of the kitchen. [Whether Gef II complies will depend largely on the day, the ferret's mood, and how tempting of a nest Alucard provides for him elsewhere.
And yes, Hector is fully assuming that of course Alucard will allow Gef II to stay, because Gef II is a fucking delight.]
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Alucard lifts the limp ferret out of the bowl and proceeds to place him on the ground. Where to next, Gef II?]
I thought your creations listened to you without question?
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Night Creatures imbued with a soul are capable of carrying out much more complex instructions than an animal. With this one, if the command is contrary to his nature, he will likely forget it over time.
[Well, Hector could imbue more will to try to coax a more thorough compliance, but he's... he's just not going to. Not when Gef II so obviously delights in being in the space. He can quietly emphasize leaving Alucard's food stores alone, at least.]
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--So his nature is to contradict? [Alucard's eyebrow rises by a hair. He wants to be sure about this Hector.]
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[Hector doesn't consider that a flaw.]
If you don't think you can handle him....
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[Please, Alucard, you won't be caring for Gef II. Gef II now runs this household.
The ferret flops over on Alucard's foot, resting after his bouncing bout. He's hopeful the dhampir might vacate the boot for him.]
He seems fond of you. [Mostly your footwear, but Alucard is a sulky bastard and really can't afford to be choosy.]
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he wants a boot?
Just to see if he's understanding the creature correctly, Alucard does indeed slip his boot off. A Gef II can have an boot as a little treat.]
No one's fond of this form. Try again.
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Hector raises an eyebrow at the dhampir. Already whipped if he's giving the creature the clothes off his
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--behold! A new boot on his foot, no problem at all. His gaze returns to Hector.]
I reserve the right to sometimes ask if you might take him in if I am feeling especially incapable.
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You know where to find me, and how to reach me.
[But maybe Alucard won't need that. It's strange, how a small thing like needing to look after such a tiny creature can keep a person moving through all sorts of crises.]