On-effing-going

[hercount.livejournal.com]

When; Sunday
Rating; NC-17
Characters; Alucard thekingofpain, Integral steeldame and D favoredson and Seras draculinaseras and Doris hunterborn.
Summary; When you were stupid curse day.
Log;

He did not remember this strange land- how he came to be here. Perhaps the Demeter and floundered in her course and set him adrift in Not-England. Steepling his fingers, chin resting upon them, he thought for a moment.

All around, the city was alive. He could feel heartbeats, the pulse of blood in veins. The din of voices, machinery and life flowed through his being. It was so different than the silent repose of his native soil. So different.

And he hungered for all of it. To hold the pulse of life between his aching jaws, to lave worship across it, for life to consume him until the anger, rage and destructive urges were soothed away.

Eyes opened and a half smile curled his lips, he hungered.

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[draculinaseras.livejournal.com]

Blood. She needed blood. Whether or not Doris was full, she needed blood. Now. Seras glanced the room over once. Ah ha! In three strides she dashed to the table and grabbed the ice bucket, one half finished packet of blood lay waiting.

Seras held it out, not wanting to provoke a lunge one way or another. Would this tide her over?

[hunterborn.livejournal.com]

She snatched the packet from Seras' hand, all thought leaving her as she rabidly consumed in the contents--for a moment seeming more beast than anything else. Within a few seconds the packet was empty, and the thirst that had been driving her mad, while not sated had lessened enough for her to think clearly.

And she instantly wanted to throw up the contents she'd just gotten into her stomach. The plastic of the empty blood pack fell to the floor as one hand went to cover her mouth as the entire thing played back through her mind. And she didn't need to feel inside her mouth to know the fangs were there.

"Fuck," she hissed, moving to cover her eyes, her form shaking.

[draculinaseras.livejournal.com]

The fluid disappeared in seconds. Good for now, Seras thought, but was not relieved of worry. Doris may not be one hundred percent in control of herself. Not only that, there was a smell of blood. Where was it coming from?

"Doris, what is going on?" She had flown into a violent fit, right out of nothing.

[hunterborn.livejournal.com]

"I... I just woke up here..." She took in a rasping breath from her place on the floor. "The thirst woke me up... It was... too much..." Her voice cracked a little as she tried to keep a steady head even as her world was falling apart in front of her. "Who found me...? I was out in the trees... I took D's horse out... and he..." She trailed off, again seeing D's face morph into His. "He... just left me out there..."

She felt tears running down her face. She wiped at them, relieved to no end that they were just water.

[draculinaseras.livejournal.com]

"Woke up? You were with me the entire time--" Seras paused, this sounded very familiar.

"Who? Who is he?" The tears on her face, nothing but tears, were confusing in many ways.

[hunterborn.livejournal.com]

"It was the same one... the same one from December..." she shuddered slightly. "He..." Her voice cracked slightly. "He wore D's face to lure me in..." How many others could he copy? Had she been speaking to him unknowingly this whole time? "He can fucking change shapes!"

[ooc; NP <3 BTW, I'm on AIM, I'm just invisible atm.]

[draculinaseras.livejournal.com]

"We must tell Integra." However she made no motion to move. Leaving Doris or bringing Sir Hellsing into this room right now were both unwise.

"He looked like D, and anyone else?"

[hunterborn.livejournal.com]

"I don't know... I don't know... I couldn't tell it wasn't him! I thought he'd come back...fuck!" Her head was spinning as she tried to calm herself. her hands moving down her face, one coming to rest at the top of her chest. Her eyes became impossibly wide as she moved her fingers to the pulse line on her neck."

"It's beating..."

[draculinaseras.livejournal.com]

Seras' brow furrowed. "Yes. It has been, remember? This has already happened," she said gently. "The attack was some time ago."

What was going on?

[hunterborn.livejournal.com]

She turned to Seras, her brows twisting in confusion. "W-what?" She shook her head slightly. "No... no... it was earlier today..." she hugged her arms before pinching the bridge of her nose before muttering something about "a curse."

[draculinaseras.livejournal.com]

Her ear caught the word. Yes, it must be a curse. "You'll be fine. You've been here with me the entire time today." But not then. Seras wasn't aware of what danger her friend had been in, if she had maybe this never would have happened.

She leaned over a placed a hand on Doris' shoulder. "This already happened," she repeated.

[hunterborn.livejournal.com]

She nodded. It made sense. Seras wouldn't lie to her.

But it still felt like it all had just happened. "I thought I was safe during the day..." She put her hand over Seras'. "How long has it been then?"

[ooc; a month]

[draculinaseras.livejournal.com]

"Eh...That was a month ago, Doris." She gave her shoulder a light squeeze. "You're safe as long as you stay with us."

[hunterborn.livejournal.com]

"A month..." It didn't seem possible.

And the heartbeat... if she had a heartbeat it meant that she was still alive, didn't it? And if she was still alive she could be sent home like this... couldn't she?

Why hadn't she taken care of the problem yet?

[draculinaseras.livejournal.com]

"That's right. Today is Sunday, February is near over." As if that would help. There weren't any calenders to show. She smiled lightly, encouragingly.

[hunterborn.livejournal.com]

"February..." She looked to the door. "I'm... I'm fine now... I won't leave the room. You should see what the commotion out there was about..."