[Sypha, who the hell is he going to dance with? Carmilla?
But he is willing to let her instruct. The fact that he's holding hands without clawing out of his skin deserves a medal in Alucard's estimation, but never mind that. There's so much noise, so much jostling and movement, and someone bounces right off of his back because Alucard's a seemingly immoveable object in comparison to Sypha.
Sypha spins, the two of them squished together. Her hair brushes across him in that same spin, nothing but a perfect red flame, and she's nearly atop him.
It is a lot to take in. Alucard knows he isn't processing it, but he also is keeping himself collected. That's good, at least.]
Sypha, I can barely hear you!
[Sensitive ears right now mean overwhelmed ears. But he's a decent sport, and he keeps his hand aloft should another spin be in order.]
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But he is willing to let her instruct. The fact that he's holding hands without clawing out of his skin deserves a medal in Alucard's estimation, but never mind that. There's so much noise, so much jostling and movement, and someone bounces right off of his back because Alucard's a seemingly immoveable object in comparison to Sypha.
Sypha spins, the two of them squished together. Her hair brushes across him in that same spin, nothing but a perfect red flame, and she's nearly atop him.
It is a lot to take in. Alucard knows he isn't processing it, but he also is keeping himself collected. That's good, at least.]
Sypha, I can barely hear you!
[Sensitive ears right now mean overwhelmed ears. But he's a decent sport, and he keeps his hand aloft should another spin be in order.]