[Alucard doesn't pry. He just knows what vampires are like, and that they're territorial and like to surprise people when the rule books are subverted.]
Wordless beast or the truly undead. [There's a small hmm of consideration, then a tilt of his head.] Is there middle ground?
[He gives nothing away of his own home and how the vampires of it behave. Alucard's view of it all is biased anyway, other vampires have never shown his father anything less than complete deference.
His eyes scan the city though. Endless lights, and then a drop into darkness from the desert on. The effect is fascinating, just as--
--huh.
There's something deeply distant in the air, a yip. Not a howl. The dhampir can't help but tilt his head, training his ears in that direction.] Something's hunting in a pack.
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[Alucard doesn't pry. He just knows what vampires are like, and that they're territorial and like to surprise people when the rule books are subverted.]
Wordless beast or the truly undead. [There's a small hmm of consideration, then a tilt of his head.] Is there middle ground?
[He gives nothing away of his own home and how the vampires of it behave. Alucard's view of it all is biased anyway, other vampires have never shown his father anything less than complete deference.
His eyes scan the city though. Endless lights, and then a drop into darkness from the desert on. The effect is fascinating, just as--
--huh.
There's something deeply distant in the air, a yip. Not a howl. The dhampir can't help but tilt his head, training his ears in that direction.] Something's hunting in a pack.