http://bloodymorb.livejournal.com/ (![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
bloodymorb.livejournal.com) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
tampered2007-05-21 11:57 pm
bloodymorb.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2007-05-21 11:57 pm
Log; Ongoing
When; May 21 after this conversation
Rating; PG
Characters; Morbius (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bloodymorb), Integral (steeldame), Alucard (thekingofpain), Doris (hunterborn), and also open to Dracula (sinfulpride), D (favored_son) and Seras (draculinaseras) if they want to butt in
Summary; After talking to Integra, Morbius decides to visit her and find out more about Hellsing
Log;
It felt like flying through molasses. Morbius never experienced that feeling before as he glided to the ground in front of the third building. It was strange – as he took a deep breath and stepped inside – just like it was strange that no one really seem to mind neither his appearance nor his mode of travel. But after having caught a glimpse of Venom crawling over a couple buildings, he deciding that hiding what he was would not matter so much. Especially since he couldn’t hide what he was without breaking into the building itself.
Damn place. Teasing him with glimpses of copies of the man he really needed to make a new serum to control the hunger. Even if he can get fresh blood without the guilt of killing someone personally, the thought was there that someone had died. He shook his head, banishing the thought. This was not the time to think about that.
Bloodscent, the vampiric part stirred. Morbius lifted his head and frowned. Yes, there was blood on the air. Old, stale, it was a thin scent trail that mortals did not notice as they scurried by. He let the trail guide him up, leading him to a door. He checked the number, and pressed the bell, his overly long nail gouging the button.
Folding his arms across his chest – which brought the reddish ‘wings’ of his costume tight around his leather suit – Morbius waited.
Rating; PG
Characters; Morbius (
bloodymorb), Integral (steeldame), Alucard (thekingofpain), Doris (hunterborn), and also open to Dracula (sinfulpride), D (favored_son) and Seras (draculinaseras) if they want to butt inSummary; After talking to Integra, Morbius decides to visit her and find out more about Hellsing
Log;
It felt like flying through molasses. Morbius never experienced that feeling before as he glided to the ground in front of the third building. It was strange – as he took a deep breath and stepped inside – just like it was strange that no one really seem to mind neither his appearance nor his mode of travel. But after having caught a glimpse of Venom crawling over a couple buildings, he deciding that hiding what he was would not matter so much. Especially since he couldn’t hide what he was without breaking into the building itself.
Damn place. Teasing him with glimpses of copies of the man he really needed to make a new serum to control the hunger. Even if he can get fresh blood without the guilt of killing someone personally, the thought was there that someone had died. He shook his head, banishing the thought. This was not the time to think about that.
Bloodscent, the vampiric part stirred. Morbius lifted his head and frowned. Yes, there was blood on the air. Old, stale, it was a thin scent trail that mortals did not notice as they scurried by. He let the trail guide him up, leading him to a door. He checked the number, and pressed the bell, his overly long nail gouging the button.
Folding his arms across his chest – which brought the reddish ‘wings’ of his costume tight around his leather suit – Morbius waited.