sucketh | IC CONTACT

Yes.

[ D has been to the highrise, but never as an invited guest. Now that he has permission he can explore the inside without any trouble. After he meets with Simon. This person, without having met D, was offering protection and help. It showed stupidity or kindness, though the hunter felt it leaned towards the latter.

He knocks on the first door, floor thirteen, and when it opens- ]

Hello. My name is D.

[ He takes his hat off, resting it against his thigh. ]

You're not human.

[ The kiss isn't surprisingly soft and gentle, they've already been that way with one another, but the emotion that wells up in response is.

D was a monster. Had been branded one for his appearance alone and while it's not something that causes him constant duress, it was strangely pleasant to be treated as if he were anything but. He wasn't delicate, he wouldn't break, but Alucard handled him in a way that he could only describe as reverent.

It answered all his questions, took away all doubt. He would sign the papers and give the other dhampir his trust.

D parts his lips and lifts his hands, one running through Alucard's pale locks. His fingers twist and tug, not roughly, grounding himself in the kiss. He's mindful of his teeth, tongue grazing Alucard's lower lip. ]

Full vampires are called Nobles.

Humans pay me to kill those that destroy their homes and murder their families.

I'm both or neither. What are you?

[His health will never be 100%, and certainly not at this time of the year, but at least he can move again. So!]

D-san. ♪

I'm feeling much better than I was before. Would you like to meet with me somewhere?

[ D has learned over the past few weeks that the others here weren't the same as anyone he'd known back home. The humans were different. The dhampirs. There were androids and demons and angels. He'd sipped the blood of a robot to make certain that it wouldn't result in any negative reaction. To give them both comfort in knowing that D wouldn't become noble if something happened and the blood touched his lips.

Asra, on the surface, was human. But he was also magic.

That changed everything. He sends him a text. ]

I'm coming in.

[ It's as much a warning he might give before Asra's bedroom window is lifted and D enters the room. He stays there, waiting for permission to come any closer. ]

[He feels... bad. Since their initial meeting he's not kept up with the dhampir. The month got away from him some how and he hopes that D has managed his quota, he doesn't want him to have to go through what he'd had to the beginning of last month. While he doesn't remember exactly what they'd done to him, no doubt their doing as well, it had made him feel not. Him.

He didn't like it.]

I wanted to apologize for not keeping in touch. I hope you're okay, D?

simon

alucard

renfield

text; un: king of beasts

asra

text | un: simon