http://rekindled-heart.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] rekindled-heart.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-06-24 12:23 pm

Log Ongoing;

When; Sunday, June 24th
Rating; PG? Who knows, may change
Characters; Count Vladislaus Dracula [livejournal.com profile] rekindled_heart, and Gabriel Van Helsing [livejournal.com profile] angelusad
Summary; With Yuuji gone, a greatly upset Dracula goes wandering the City. He eventually finds Van Helsing, the irony that most roads almost always lead back to him.
Log;

Yuuji. Yuuji, Yuuji, Yuuji, Yuuji, Yuuji, Yuuji...It, very simply, was not fair. As petulant and immature as it sounds, it just was not -fair-. He lost him once--to MEMORY loss of all things, only to have him back for a few weeks...and now he's gone. Yui's gone as well. The sweet smiling child he came to love so dearly. Forever, most likely. Nothing took the name from his mind...even the rain seemed to speak it.

Vladislaus looked upwards from his high perch on a spire of the Opera House. The thunder shook the entire City, and the lightening was a thing to fear. More than one bolt had already torched the ground. The wind was cold, the water was cold...he was cold. He held out his hand to catch it. He was frozen. Hollow. Alone. Vladislaus stood, took a step off the roof and plummeted.

He thought of Yui, and how frightened she would have been by the storm, calling for her mother...for him. Crying for comfort. Perhaps it was best they were gone for this day.

Best. He glided over the forming puddles, through the streets. Luke Valentine raised an interesting point. He was out of worlds of harm now. And...he would have said something..if given the chance...

It was then, he picked up a scent. A very familiar scent, one he knew and would remember for the rest of his days, and one he despised with his entire being...

And it was in that direction he walked.

[identity profile] angelusad.livejournal.com 2007-06-24 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nervous?" Van Helsing quirked an eyebrow again, though he was going to vehemently deny such a ridiculous idea, he had to take a few steps backwards, "You? Hardly. Why, it's nothing I haven't dealt with before."

Aside from the hovering in the trees. Something must have happened, and he held any sort of information that just might incriminate him in this position.

Oh, but...it was a little odd for him to be walking around, wasn't it? "I'm afraid it's none of your business, Count, as to why I'm having my little stroll."