Log: Complete

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When: October 30th, late afternoon or evening
Rating: PG-ish
Characters: Isaac [abandonedcurse] and D [favored_son]
Summary: Simply a new neighbor, or another admirer?
Log:

Isaac: Isaac had only been in this new world for two days and he had already found somewhere to live and -more importantly- his Lord and Master. So, understandably, he was in an exceptionally good mood. It was quite difficult to tell whether Isaac was in a particularly good mood or not because of the fragile state that his sanity was in and the way his vocals liked to jump about... But there was quite definitely something different about him today, white eyes aglow and a decidedly upbeat spring in his step. He had no possessions with him as he merrily trot to his new home.

It was a flat that his Master had so graciously found for him, right next to his Lord's in fact. He could not have been happier. He had not come across a single hitch in this place... Bar that strange character who had questioned him on his little private diary the other day... Odd, he shook the notion out of his head.

D: Cyborg or not, D's horse still required care, a chore that D saw to himself most days. He had taken the animal for some exercise, groomed and fed it, and cleaned the tack before heading home. He returned to the flat smelling faintly of the musty pleasantness of horses and well-tended leather.

D heard Isaac before he saw him. The man's footsteps and heartbeat were clearly audible to the dhampir. The parasite started to say something, but D cut him off with a clenched fist. Isaac was a curiosity to the parasite, but D had no intention to engage him unless approached first.

Isaac: Isaac was an odd character, he hadn't socialised with anyone for almost two years that could talk back to him and one would have thought that this would make shy, a recluse even, but not at all. He was eager to meet people, he was ever the curious boy that had been picked up outside his Lord's castle over ten years ago. And what with being in such a good mood, he couldn't not resist following the mysterious creature ahead of him.

Isaac was no vampire, he had no physical connection with the undead, but he had dealt with the occult for many a year... This had resulted with him being able to sense something in the air when he was in the presence of someone who was not human. Be they beast or vampire, werewolf or demon... He could just feel it, and he could almost smell it on this beautiful, dark, figure.

He quickened his pace and began to follow D with an altogether playful air about him, mimicking the speed in which he walked and trying to keep out of his line of vision... Unless, of course, D turned around.

D: D paused just shy of the Hellsing flat. "Did you want something?" he asked quietly, without bothering to look over his shoulder. There would be time to defend himself if Isaac meant him ill ... something D found rather unlikely at the moment.

Isaac: With glazed, wide, eyes Isaac slowly began to lean to the side to try and get a better glance at his follow-ee. He only caught a glimpse of him, but from what he did see Isaac could quite clearly tell that this man was absolutely stunning, pale skin, delicate features and amazing long, dark, hair. He could not recall seeing someone quite as beautiful for a very long time... Maybe ever?

"Where are you going?" he asked, trying to soften his sharp tongue... He had a habbit of sounding harsh when he meant to harm... How could he mean harm to someone as fine as this?!

D: If D was bothered by Isaac's interest, he gave no sign of it. Half-turning, so he could meet the other's gaze, he answered simply, "Home."

Isaac: He locked his eyes onto the stoic stranger's for a long moment, Isaac wasn't exceptionally tall, so this meant he had to tilt his head back slightly. "Oh? As I am..." he shifted his weight to the side and balanced one hand on his rather full hips "But will you not stop for a moment, tell me who you are? It may happen that I have seen you before, walking this very road... Perhaps today my curiosity has stolen the better half of me... And I am simply dying to know who. you. are." it was a slight... fabrication of the truth yes, but a little lie here and there couldn't hurt...

Right?

D: So it was another of those instances. Another person might have sighed, but D merely weathered Isaac's attention without expression. There was little point in attempting to discourage his sort. D had learned as much after ten thousand years of strangers tripping over themselves to gain a better glimpse of him or to learn his name. At his side, the parasite snickered quietly--too quiet for human ears.

"D."

Isaac: A dark eyebrow quirked, what an unusual name for someone so gorgeous! To have such a simple name didn't quite seem... well, fitting. He mentally shrugged off the notion, maybe someone so exotic didn't need elaborate names to get themselves noticed?

"D... I see, you may call me Isaac, if it pleases you at all." he couldn't help but crack a small grin at that. He loved introductions, so many things to learn and understand, so many things to build up to, to guess and wildly, only to find out that the result is entirely different to that which you had pondered... Yes! Very exciting.

"Tell me, D," he liked to use their name a lot, it always made it feel much more personal "what are you doing here? What is this... bizarre place I have found myself in?" At that moment Isaac didn't realise but he had just stepped on what he had said earlier... How could he have been watching D from afar if he had only just arrived in The City?!

D: Patience, tolerance, lack of caring ... it was difficult to say which allowed D to remain where he was and ignore Isaac's obvious interest while fielding the strange man's questions. He knew from his parents' observations what this man was, and that alone engendered a mixture of sympathy and revulsion. Perhaps fortunate for Isaac was the fact that the revulsion was reserved entirely for the Dracula who had made him a servant, rather than for the human.

"You've spoken to others, haven't you? They've explained the City already, I imagine."

Isaac: He blinked, not really expecting that sort of reaction at all, even from someone so stony as D. However, since he was in such a good mood he let it slide and decided to rephrase his question in D's favour.

"Perhaps, yes, but I would much rather hear it from your lips." he chimed with a wide, wirey, smile on his thin lips. Poor D... Isaac wasn't about to let him go any time soon, if it were at all humanly possible.

D: The dhampir raised an eyebrow at Isaac's persistence. Few individuals in recent millennia had continued to press him after being stonewalled one way or another. Perhaps the city was making him soft, or Isaac was simply more tenacious and less intimidated by D's nature than most.

"The reason either of us is in this city is something neither of us is ever likely to know. The reason we are here in this hall is because you were following me."

Isaac: He broke his smile for a second to chuckle at that comment, he wasn't following him! That made it sound so sinister! They just... happened to be in the same place at the same time, and how could he honestly resist D... He was, afterall, only human!

"Heh heh...!" when Isaac laughed, genuinely, he had a much softer look to him. That hard, cold and often cruel smile he wore melted into something a lot more natural and the corners of his eyes wrinkled just a little... When he was being natural, like that, all of the fakeness he carried... The artificially coloured hair and the tattoos, they all melted away to reveal someone who, once upon a time... might've been sweet or kind.

"Is that how you see it?" he asked with a rising intonation "I do hope you learn to share your purpose with me some time."

D: "I have," D pointed out. "My purpose is to return home, which so happens to be here." He indicated the door to the Hellsing flat. "At least for the time being." For D, holding a conversation with Isaac bordered on being extraordinarily polite, the display of the dry sense of humor he had inherited from his parents a rare occasion. The parasite was laughing again, silently. D let it.

Isaac: "Oh!..." he was genuinely surprised at this, for D to be living in the same area they were... going to be neighbours of sorts. Which he didn't object to at all, but perhaps Isaac was a little surprised that his Lord would let so many people stay in the same area... Maybe he had changed an awful lot?

"I.. live here also." he commented, his expression still that of shock. "In fact, I have recently been offered a room..."

D: "Yes," said D. "I know." He inclined his head towards Isaac's door. "There, if I'm not mistaken?"

Isaac: His shock only grew at this! Isaac, although not a child by any stretch of the imagination, was often quite gullible and naive. Seeing someone have prior knowledge to his moving in and knowing where he was about to move into seemed almost... preternatural!

He'd found an interesting person in D, it seemed!

"Yes, that's correct! How in Hell did you know that?"

D: "Sir Integral Hellsing."

Isaac: There was a long pause until it all sank in... Hellsing... That was the name of that woman that his Lord seemed to quite like... So... She had told D? But why? Isaac pondered, why would she tell a... stranger? But then his next question was...

"Why would she tell you?"

D: There was the parasite again, this time preparing to speak. A warning flex of D's fingers reminded it to hold its tongue. "Because in becoming her neighbor, you become mine as well."

Isaac: "Ah... I see." he wasn't quite sure what to say to that, he had been pointed his door and as much as he liked to tease dark, handsome, mysterious men like D... He almost felt like he'd worn out his welcome. "Very well... I suppose I should leave you to return to your room..." he said, although he didn't sound terribly happy about going in there by himself.

D: Under normal circumstances, D might have left it at that, but he felt ... almost sorry for Isaac. Over the course of his life, he had known many men and women who had fallen into a vampire's service. Some could be redeemed. Others had passed beyond any chance of return to their former selves. Isaac, as strange as he was, still behaved as a human, as though he were once something more than a vampire's servant.

"You're lonely," he observed bluntly.

Isaac: That cut a lot deeper than D may have imagined it could've... Isaac had been alone, by himself, in an abandoned castle for over 2 years with nothing but demons and devils to keep him company... He felt like he had been rejected by everyone... which may have been why he was so desperate for attention now that people were around him.

He felt jealous, in some way, that everyone in this city had had at least... one other person to talk to. He had had noone.

"... Perhaps." he replied in a dejected tone of voice. Isaac... didn't really like admitting to any of his weaknesses, even if they were blindingly obvious to some.

D: "Have you met no one in your time here?" So his father's presence wasn't enough to placate and comfort Isaac. Interesting.

Isaac: "... The people in this world are... no different to those in mine." there was a deathly sad look in his eyes, as if he'd somehow given up on himself. As if he felt that making an effort with people would make no difference, it was a feeling he had been caught up in for years. The only people that seemed to talk back to him were his Lord or those connected to him... It was the way of things.

He had tried, in the past, to make friends with the villagers but it had come to no avail... In the end he even felt that his relationship with his sister was strainned... tired and fragile.

"It's better if I keep to myself most of the time.."

D: There parasite interjected before D could choke it off. "Now doesn't that sound familiar."

Isaac: Blinked, that wasn't D's voice just then... Was he trying to make a joke?

There was a long silence before Isaac asked, in an unsure tone of voice "Are... you... making a joke?" he wasn't offended, even if that was the case, he just... didn't follow.

D: "I think he used up hi--Urk!"

D looked distinctly displeased as his left hand clenched into a fist at his side.

Isaac: "Are... you quite alright D?"

He didn't know what to think of any of this, Isaac was only getting more and more confused now!

D: The voice came from the vicinity of D's hand again, muffled. D considered putting his gloves on and letting Isaac remain confused.. "I'm fine."

Isaac: "You... were quite strange then." and that coming from Isaac obviously meant that D was being exceptionally odd!! "It... was as if you were arguing with yourself?"

D: D was accustomed to others thinking him strange. He was also accustomed to the sentiment being accompanied by attempted murder. "It might be simpler for you to think of it as an argument with my familiar. A proper explanation would take more time than I care to devote to it."

Isaac: "Oh..." he replied, his shocked and interested tone suddenly turning stale and dull. Isaac was used to that sort of response. He was often told that 'explaning this would take too long, just under this...' or 'you don't need a reason to do this Isaac'. And just like the good servant he had been raised to be... he simply accepted this without quarrel.

"Very well."

D: "Technically, I'm a parasite," the voice blurted out, very clearly coming from D's left hand. "We talked over the network. In your journal."

Isaac: "H...huh?" with some almost innocent hesitation he approached D and tilted his body to the side, canting his head to D's left. "... Your... hand can talk by itself?" he asked in disbelief.

D: "Sure I can. Technically, I'm just borrowing his hand, but near enough."

Isaac: Isaac's eyes darted between D's stoic expression and his left hand "Borrowing the hand?" he echoed as his childish temptation to fufil each element of his curiosity was taking over him he reached his right hand forward to touch the hand, but paused mere inches from it, as if waiting for permission.

D: D, turned the hand so that Isaac could glimpse the parasite, but made no move to invite him to touch.

Isaac: Slowly his hand pulled back to his waist, he moved it in such a way that he hoped neither D nor the 'parasite' would notice. "You're... joined?" he had seen some very odd things in his life, but nothing like this!

D: "It's a mutually beneficial arrangement," D clarified, before he brought his hand back and tugged on his gloves. The parasite would be annoyed, but he didn't want any further interruptions.

Isaac: Almost felt bad for the tiny life as he questioned "But.. won’t that stop it from breathing?" He had a small, sad, expression on, his oval eyes slanted gently and lips left in an open pout.

D: "No," D said, recognizing Isaac's concern. "He complains more than his due. I think he enjoys it."

Isaac: Nods with a small affirmative smile on his face, he accepted this strange 'condition' that D had without question, bizarre as it was... It was also, somehow, very interesting too. "At least you'll never be lonely." he murmured, he wasn't really saying it to D, more to himself then anything else.

D: "Do you think so?" D murmured.

Isaac: "I'm not sure..." He seemed quite downcast, so much more so than he had when he first bumped into D... It wasn't D's influence, perhaps more so it was the thought of having to live through the same sort of rejection he had to endure in his homeworld... But he had to keep telling himself that at least his Master still lived in this world.

D: "Could the two of you generate any more pathos?" the parasite complained in spite of the glove. "I think I can still feel a flicker of happiness."

Isaac: That comment snapped him out of his slump, he told himself that now was not the time to be dwelling on such thoughts... Especially since D seemed to abide him enough to talk to him for a while. "Ah, hah...! Yes, well... that said I don't know whether I could cope with a second voice in me anyway." he quite suddenly blurted out.

D: "Given time, one becomes accustomed to it," D told him. He neglected to add that it had taken centuries to reach the level of calm acceptance he embraced now when it came to most of the parasite's antics.

Isaac: "Ahh..." he nodded as if this was all something a mere servant could comprehend. "I suppose you're right." after some time spent talking to D, Isaac felt a strange sort of... repressive feeling come over him... Quite similar to that one he felt when he first laid eyes on him, the sense that he was something to do with the dead or the unliving... But stronger. And no matter how he tried to shake it... he couldn't.

"I... um..." he couldn't think of anything to say, which was an incredibly rare thing to happen to Isaac, it unsettled him!

D: There was that arched eyebrow again, a query, an invitation to continue, a subtle prompting. D waited.

Isaac: He shook his head and took a small step backwards "Nothing... perhaps I have too much on my mind right now. I should leave you in peace, should I not?"

D: Mindful of the other's uneasiness and somewhat unstable nature, D did not push. "Perhaps," he agreed, moving towards his own door. "It's been ... enlightening."

Isaac: "Thank you for spending some of your precious time with me, D." he said with a shallow bow. With that said he turned around and went into his own room for the first time...