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“Hmm…how about this?” [Name]’s fingers run through the burgundy silk dress once more, comforting her once more of every bit falling into place. The mirrors surrounding her assured her choice, reflecting the beauty of her figure.
“I have to see it first, you know.” Alucard’s teasing purr causes an eye-roll alongside a small chuckle from you. “I believe I was addressing myself.” You part the mirrors, positioning yourself in front of the vampire. The adoration that appears in his eyes makes it all worth it.
“Well, what do you think? It’s backless, so my wings will be comfortable.” You spin around, knowing not to fluster around him. “You’re ravishing, my Dear.” Alucard grins, twirling his glass of wine for a moment before sipping. You find your own glass full, smile in silent thanks, then lift it to your lips.
“The tailor did well. You rival my own.” Alucard adds on, motioning with his index finger for you to near. You comply, standing in front of him within seconds. His hand lifts up to hold onto your hip with a slight squeeze, and his finger runs though a particular pattern. “I guess this means I have to select something that matches?” He stands up, and you back away.
“My Dear…” Alucard takes your hand in his and twirls you around You impact his chest and he hold you against him. You feel a force lifting your head, and you look up to find his eyes awaiting your own. “Never will you stop impressing me.” “Thank you, Darling. I aim to surpass you everyday.”
“Hello, Gentlemen.” [Name] greets the Wild Geese, standing besides Seras while they're being introduced. She slightly smiles at the men who aimlessly gawk, knowing that they will be frightfully rendered to stop within minutes. “Who is this?” Pip Bernadotte smirks, shifting his flirtatious smirk and tone from the young vampiress, onto her Mistress.
“[Name]. Pleasure to make your acquaintance.” You held a scoff as he lifted your hand for a kiss with his own. Seras looks between the both of you with a slight amount of fright on her face. She looks for your reaction as well as Alucard's appearance.
“Married…” Pip looks down at your left hand where a pristine ring has made home with. “Who's the lucky man?” “You'll meet him soon.”
“Do you think he'll stop at any time?” [Name] asks Alucard, tightly clutching onto her black swords made from her sheer stockings with a pattern at the hilt matching the top lace’s design. “Tubalcain's the type to tease; he just wants a reaction out of us.”
“The soldiers are coming up. Seras, are you ready for what must be done?” The eager stomping of boots and clank of guns get louder with every second. The grin on your face is undeniable, your eyes brimming with a sadistic pleasure in your wake. “If it must be…” A twinge of pity occupies you, but only for a moment. With a final command, Seras leaves the couple together.
“So…who’s going first?” You turn to Alucard, baring your swords as you near the door where you sense the aligned soldiers awaiting the both of you. “Our grand entrances have never been a wrong choice.” Alucard grins at you, then places his hands within his long, red coat, guns bared.
“Ugh, my swords.” You groan, staring at the ruined metal that flakes away at the wind due to the continues throwing of Tubalcain's cards at you. Alucard’s on the defensive side, constantly blocking off more of his attack while you strategise.
“Well, Modern problems need modern angels.” You say, immediately digging into your dress for your lace panties. “What…?” You hear Seras whisper, and a gasp when in they’re view. “Mistress?! What are you doing?!…” She begins, but you're quick to cut her off. “You’re seeing more of my abilities today.”
Tubalcain lets out a shout as your bullet meets his shoulder. You grin, tightening your hold on the pistol as you fly in circles shooting more of them. Alucard is quick to switch positions onto offensive while you dodge cards thrown.
Your pistol is resistant against the cards thrown at it, and provides endless bullets in retaliation. Seras joins in with her own gunfire. The moment Tubalcain is distracted, Alucard heads in for the final blows.
“I can’t help but sometimes feel that you hold back during the battle, Alucard.” [Name] says, sighing against the aeroplane seat as they travel back to London.
“I can’t help it. I’m curious about their abilities; strengths and limitations, especially. You shouldn't say much yourself. You certainly gave Seras a fright.” He chuckles, to which you throw a pillow at him, struggling to hold your own laughter.
“She’ll have to get used to it as long as she’s with us.” You look to the direction of the woman, and see her conversing with Pip with a smile on her face. “At least she doesn't have to sleep in a coffin tonight.”