arrival; 18+ [ ooc; Not actually a smutty prompt, just not going to hit on any kids. ]
[ Alucard is lucky enough to wake up in a bed. Before realizing where he is, however, he's thinking he got lucky in a far different way when he stirs in his slumber and finds himself bumping up against another body. ]
Rhy...?
[ The last thing he remembers is standing atop a table at an inn and giving a victory speech after the Essen Tasch. The prince had been on his mind, but the both of them had certain appearances to make and things between them were still... tenuous at best. And that wasn't even considering that Kell would likely have guards posted along some of the secret passages, the little copper terrier. Still, he'd wanted to go.
But it seems he must have had more to drink than he thought somehow. His vision even still seems off as he begins to take in his surroundings. The clothes he's wearing are the right color - blue and silver - but the style of them is a foreign one, not to mention ill-fitting. This is one of the stranger positions Alucard's ever woken up in, not that he'd ever admit it after making his reputation as a worldly rogue. He's definitely woken up in worse.
Well, time to give whoever he got irresponsible with the long goodbye and hope to the saints he can get back on track. Alucard's fingers trail up the uniform sleeve of his bedmate and he moves to scoot close enough to try and settle his chin on a shoulder. His tone is a deep, playful one. ]
Remind me, was I Captain or Master last night?
[ Just because it isn't an Arnesian naval uniform doesn't mean he hasn't understood the assignment, or at least thinks he had. ]
exploring;
[ The first time Alucard stepped on to a proper naval vessel, it hadn't been by choice. Since then he'd mostly avoided the opportunity, but once again it seems he's back in the same sort of predicament. Well, no, this time he's been given liberty to walk around the ship. So after going through what has undoubtedly become routine orientation to these sailors, he will avail himself to that freedom.
The ship is impressive, he'll certainly give it that; it could probably fit several of his own inside of it. After wandering below decks and poking his head into any open room, he'll head out on deck.
There, he leans against the gunwale of side of the ship, his eyes narrowed out towards the sea and one of his hands rubbing at his wrist over the cuff of his ill-fitting uniform. At some point he has to squint, however. ]
Saints, I think I might be going blind.
[ He reaches out a hand for whoever is near or passing by - a light touch to gain attention more than anything. ]
Tell me, do you see a turtle out there?
seaslugs;
[ While Alucard is absolutely a cat person, he fortunately doesn't see the resemblance in these slugs. He will be heartlessly ( well, might depend on your definition ) poking these things through their heads with a short sword, so if anyone is having trouble going through with the deed, he seems the right person to ask.
Otherwise, he'll turn his head and make a seemingly casual mention to someone who is in the process of getting close enough to one of the slugs: ]
Careful. I hear they spit. From both ends.
[ He has not heard that. He is trying to entertain himself. ]
( ELTRUT )
inkwave;
(a) No.
[ Is the first thing that comes out of Alucard's mouth as soon as the reason for being taken to this tattoo parlor comes out of is guide's mouth. It's fleeting, but his expression speaks of disgust before he's back to adopting a curious smile. ]
What I mean to say is - why would that be necessary?
[ But whatever the explanation out of the NPC may be, Alucard isn't satisfied. He'll turn towards whoever is behind him in line. ]
What do you make of all this?
(b)
[ Though he's decided he won't be partaking in any of these tattoos for now, Alucard can't help being nosy curious. If someone steps up to take the plunge, he'll be casually flipping through a book of designs nearby when he asks: ]
alucard emery | shades of magic | paladin
arrival; 18+
[ ooc; Not actually a smutty prompt, just not going to hit on any kids. ]
[ Alucard is lucky enough to wake up in a bed. Before realizing where he is, however, he's thinking he got lucky in a far different way when he stirs in his slumber and finds himself bumping up against another body. ]
Rhy...?
[ The last thing he remembers is standing atop a table at an inn and giving a victory speech after the Essen Tasch. The prince had been on his mind, but the both of them had certain appearances to make and things between them were still... tenuous at best. And that wasn't even considering that Kell would likely have guards posted along some of the secret passages, the little copper terrier. Still, he'd wanted to go.
But it seems he must have had more to drink than he thought somehow. His vision even still seems off as he begins to take in his surroundings. The clothes he's wearing are the right color - blue and silver - but the style of them is a foreign one, not to mention ill-fitting. This is one of the stranger positions Alucard's ever woken up in, not that he'd ever admit it after making his reputation as a worldly rogue. He's definitely woken up in worse.
Well, time to give whoever he got irresponsible with the long goodbye and hope to the saints he can get back on track. Alucard's fingers trail up the uniform sleeve of his bedmate and he moves to scoot close enough to try and settle his chin on a shoulder. His tone is a deep, playful one. ]
Remind me, was I Captain or Master last night?
[ Just because it isn't an Arnesian naval uniform doesn't mean he hasn't understood the assignment, or at least thinks he had. ]
exploring;
[ The first time Alucard stepped on to a proper naval vessel, it hadn't been by choice. Since then he'd mostly avoided the opportunity, but once again it seems he's back in the same sort of predicament. Well, no, this time he's been given liberty to walk around the ship. So after going through what has undoubtedly become routine orientation to these sailors, he will avail himself to that freedom.
The ship is impressive, he'll certainly give it that; it could probably fit several of his own inside of it. After wandering below decks and poking his head into any open room, he'll head out on deck.
There, he leans against the gunwale of side of the ship, his eyes narrowed out towards the sea and one of his hands rubbing at his wrist over the cuff of his ill-fitting uniform. At some point he has to squint, however. ]
Saints, I think I might be going blind.
[ He reaches out a hand for whoever is near or passing by - a light touch to gain attention more than anything. ]
Tell me, do you see a turtle out there?
seaslugs;
[ While Alucard is absolutely a cat person, he fortunately doesn't see the resemblance in these slugs. He will be heartlessly ( well, might depend on your definition ) poking these things through their heads with a short sword, so if anyone is having trouble going through with the deed, he seems the right person to ask.
Otherwise, he'll turn his head and make a seemingly casual mention to someone who is in the process of getting close enough to one of the slugs: ]
Careful. I hear they spit. From both ends.
[ He has not heard that. He is trying to entertain himself. ]
( ELTRUT )
inkwave;
(a)
No.
[ Is the first thing that comes out of Alucard's mouth as soon as the reason for being taken to this tattoo parlor comes out of is guide's mouth. It's fleeting, but his expression speaks of disgust before he's back to adopting a curious smile. ]
What I mean to say is - why would that be necessary?
[ But whatever the explanation out of the NPC may be, Alucard isn't satisfied. He'll turn towards whoever is behind him in line. ]
What do you make of all this?
(b)
[ Though he's decided he won't be partaking in any of these tattoos for now, Alucard can't help being
nosycurious. If someone steps up to take the plunge, he'll be casually flipping through a book of designs nearby when he asks: ]Would you mind if I watched?