[Hector’s nose wrinkles at the mention of fortune telling. He’s pleased at his ‘Magician’ assignment, but in terms of actual divination magic- load of bollocks in his opinion.
But the bard is moving on, quick-tongued and prying for his next story.]
No! [Snapped, unfortunately, with the speed and vehemence of a youth denying a crush. (Look, he has noticed that Alucard has the whole ‘tragic forbidden supernatural beauty in distress’ going on, it’s impossible not to notice.)
And Hector’s type errs towards ‘attractive vampiric type who has been nice to him at least one (1) time. Alucard has two of those three things going for him.]
No. [He repeats, taking a long breath and leaning in to keep this conversation between them.] Just… an obligation, nothing more. I owe someone.
no subject
But the bard is moving on, quick-tongued and prying for his next story.]
No! [Snapped, unfortunately, with the speed and vehemence of a youth denying a crush. (Look, he has noticed that Alucard has the whole ‘tragic forbidden supernatural beauty in distress’ going on, it’s impossible not to notice.)
And Hector’s type errs towards ‘attractive vampiric type who has been nice to him at least one (1) time. Alucard has two of those three things going for him.]No. [He repeats, taking a long breath and leaning in to keep this conversation between them.] Just… an obligation, nothing more. I owe someone.