Chapter 21
Seras did as such, slowly descending.
"Okay..." She said quietly, grinning with her fangs slightly. Alucard tried to help her descend a little by allowing the wind to guide them, using his coat as a steering device, and they started to descend.
"Hmmm...Try to descend a little more...the wind may end up trying to throw us off..." He chuckled. "It does that, you know."
Seras made more of a sharper nosedive, holding steady as he helped by pushing down just a little bit, seeing that she was at a bad angle and tried to correct it.
They glided over the cliff, starting to land.
"Seras...to land, shift your feet under yourself and brace for impact..." He let go of her at this point, only to land for himself as a model for Seras. She watched him carefully and mimicked him, straightening herself out and brought her feet in front of her.
She saw the ground coming closer and closer, and she slowed herself down with shifting her weight again, her feet touching the ground. Stumbling just a little, she regained her balance looking a bit flustered, but happy she did it right the first time.
Alucard moved to Seras, taking only a few steps with his long legs, his coat and hat moving slightly in the breeze. He took off his glasses and glanced over at the cliff.
"...It has been a long time..." He chuckled. "...I didn't think this place was still here..."
Seras looked over at what he could possibly be looking at, a slight touch of wind brushing past her hair, blowing it up one last time.
"What is this place, master?"
He took a few more steps, walking closer to her, his red eyes widen and concentrated on her. He looked back, and swiftly brought out his gloved hand and took her own, slowly starting to walk, to lead her.
"Come...I'll show you...it is a cave..."
Her eyes widened childishly as he took her hand, but she followed anyway, curious to see what he had to show her.
"A cave, master? Hmmm..." She raised an eyebrow as they approached it, making their way inside the dark entrance.
Alucard took his free hand and created a small blip of fire that floated in the palm of his hand, using his voodoo vampire magic as so Seras could see. However, he was used to the dark.
"Hmmmm...the hallway..." He turned to Seras' confused expression, and he grinned. "Mwahahaha...I used to hide out here...it leads to an underground storage facility..."
The fire illuminated her face, and made her hair look brighter than before. She perked up.
"Really? You did? Hmmm...I guess you get used to it after awhile..." She looked around.
He let go of her hand so that she could explore around while the other hand held the small flame. He started to walk down the long, dusty passage, which declined rapidly as you made your way more inside the cave, going more and more underground. He grinned and nodded as if in realization, randomly knocking on one of the sides of the wall. "Hmmm...I wonder if it still here..."
Seras started tracing lines on the wall, making tiny pictures in the layers of dust. What the pictures were, could not be depicted.
"Humm..." She looked over as he knocked on the wall, and she asked curiously, walking over to see. "Nani?"
He knocked one last time, a piece of stone moving as he expected. He grinned greatly as he opened up a small compartment, bringing out a box that was well sized, portable, and wide. A low rumble of satisfaction ran deep in his throat.
"How amusing...mwahahaha...Look, Seras..." He wiped the dust off and opened the book. "My old diary from when I was alive..." He said excitedly, sarcastically.
She poked the book in his hands, and tried to get a look at it by standing on her tiptoes. "A diary...YOU, master?!" She stifled a chuckle, hiding behind him. Alucard looked at her, his red eyes widening as he laughed.
"...WHAT?! Didn't you have a diary when you were young and foolish...hmmm...Seras..." He said sarcastically, poking her with his left hand that held the floating flame. Which could have been potentially dangerous, hence.
Seras laughed and ran to his other side, avoiding the flame, and peeked out the other side raising an eyebrow. "Well, sure, master...but I could never see YOU with a diary..." She, again, TRIED to stifle a laugh, but she sounded like she exploded from the inside, the noise coming forth brought more laughs.
He eyed her, then his diary, searching the red cover. "Eht dia de Lucad de Dramet..." He looks at it, his eyes dancing almost, chuckling in his throat at the date underneath it, 1527. "Mwahahaha...I forgot I used to write in Latin..."
She raised an eyebrow as he spoke in a different language, still in a state of disbelief that her big, manly, dead master kept a goddamned diary.
