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Log; Ongoing
When; 6/9
Rating; R (Iunno)
Characters; Henry![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wisdom_rcvr and Girlycard tinyvampiregod
Summary; Hell hath no fury like a gendershifting vampire. .
Log;
She was strewn arftully across a chaise lounge in one of the quiet parlors of the Hellsingpenthouse flat that Arthur took on. Something akin to a violet silk sheet was draped around her body, but most certainly was a dress that left pale, perfect arms, legs and decollatage bare.
"Henry," a soft and subtle voice, feminine, cultured called to him as he entered. Half sitting up, she offered him a seat next to her. "I'm so sorry for neglecting you these past few days. For showing such a sorrowful demeanor when I should be happy to have you near. But our enemies have been plotting and I needed to assure your safety."
Slender and dexterous, fingers flicked the dark hair that fell in slight waves from her shoulders as she reached forward, plucking a teacup from its fine saucer. "I made this especially for you, tell me how it tastes?"
The tea was laced with her blood. Blood that would begin the path of manipulation.
Rating; R (Iunno)
Characters; Henry
wisdom_rcvr and Girlycard tinyvampiregodSummary; Hell hath no fury like a gendershifting vampire. .
Log;
She was strewn arftully across a chaise lounge in one of the quiet parlors of the Hellsing
"Henry," a soft and subtle voice, feminine, cultured called to him as he entered. Half sitting up, she offered him a seat next to her. "I'm so sorry for neglecting you these past few days. For showing such a sorrowful demeanor when I should be happy to have you near. But our enemies have been plotting and I needed to assure your safety."
Slender and dexterous, fingers flicked the dark hair that fell in slight waves from her shoulders as she reached forward, plucking a teacup from its fine saucer. "I made this especially for you, tell me how it tastes?"
The tea was laced with her blood. Blood that would begin the path of manipulation.