[Viktor's lips part slightly in realization, as if he hadn't considered the nature of Alucard's scar before. He'd always assumed, perhaps, that Alucard's kind would heal faster from grievous injuries such as that, but maybe he really did need to sleep it off. For a year.
As far as self-indulgent projects go, he supposes there is one.]
I built a bicycle. [He offers a shrug.] I'd like to put a motor on it, maybe.
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As far as self-indulgent projects go, he supposes there is one.]
I built a bicycle. [He offers a shrug.] I'd like to put a motor on it, maybe.