born_perfect (born_perfect) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-08-11 12:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | drake, sir integral hellsing |
Who: Drake (In Abe Whistlers skin)
What: Just taking a stroll
When: Morning
Where: Pier
Rating: TBD
Status: Open
He could still feel Selene's blood flowing through him, like liquid fire. Her blood was simply amazing. He was glad he didn't kill her, he might require that particular vintage again. But right now he'd decided it might be time to possibly spread a little mayhem and seek out the hunter since all his connections thus far hadn't been much help at all.
Before leaving his penthouse, courtesy of Wolfram & Hart he'd decided it might be time for a change. Donning a look he had once before, that of the old man. Abraham. He started down the street, looking full the part, right down to the clothes he'd had to shop for. The look on her face if he ran into her like this. Would she be too shocked to think for a second it could be him, or would she be confused and really believe it was her father, back from the dead. Either way, it'd be pouring salt into an open wound and that he relished in.
As he walked along he took in those around him. Her blood had him actually satiated for once, he didn't feel that longing for more, he was satisfied. He leaned against the railing on the pier and looked over the water. He could only hope one of the hunters happened along