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'thought'
"Speech"
"Alucard telepathy"/"Allaxei Rage"
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Previously...
'So this was the real reason for her coming here..' I thought, narrowing my eyes at the red wax seal that sealed the envelope.
"Interesting that you would use my sister to contact me… My son."
I smirked, "And it would have cost you your precious honor to do so… What would have been so important for you to contact me threw her?" I asked to nothing.
The letter unfolded in front of me as my now azure eyes scanned over the parchment. It held little information, a simple time and place written plain as day.
"My favorite café in Italy at noon… Sounds more like a luncheon than something worth a priest's virginity…" I muttered lightly to myself.
Thinking nothing more of it, I shifted back to a human form, my clothes changing with me as I coiled my hair up into French twist, black Bobbie pins appearing in my hand as I swiftly secured it and pocketed the letter into the pocket of my black skinny jeans. I wore a simple black vest with a white dress shirt, and black leather fingerless gloves that laced up similar to a corset on the backs of the hands.
A pair of matte knee high boots secured themselves onto my feet. Two silver crosses adorning the tops of each of the boots' tongue. While I was not going to bring any noticeable weapons, it didn't mean that the concealed ones would lay forgotten. Each of the boots had a spring loaded five inch blade hidden in the sole. Each blade made of blessed silver with a small inscription carved into the hilt of each one. They were my personal favorites when I would be trotting around in Vatican territory. It made the Catholics friendly and the vampires and other unfriendly creatures cautious.
I tugged at my jeans lightly, feeling the empty loop holes and frowned as I mused softly to myself, "Hm.. Maybe a belt..?"
One appeared, already threaded through the belt loops and buckled comfortably around my hip. Silver tipped bullets lined the black leather. I smirked, quietly adjusting the buckle, the familiar crest staring up at me, the same as the one imprinted in the red wax that had sealed the letter. It was in the shape of a shield with a demon and an angel on either side, rearing up as if to fight each other, or perhaps to protect the crest; their swords crossed just above the shield so one could see the cross cut the shield into four different quadrants. The top right held the alchemic symbol for creation, below that was the head of a wolf. The top left had the Ouroboros, a snake eating its own tail, and below that was the alchemical symbol for the combined elements. There was no color to the buckle, being only made of blessed silver.
I smirked lightly, brushing my thumb over the polished metal. Oh, how I have missed strutting around the Vatican, pissing off the Iscariots. Hell, I knew Judas Iscariot, and if he knew that the Catholics had made an organization in his name, he'd probably try and kill himself again. A giggle echoed in the room as I teleported from the room.
I appeared in the middle of a small crowd just outside the small café. The mundane were none the wiser as they went on about their business. I smiled softly as I walked along the sidewalk, my breath showing in a puff of white mist. A long black pea coat appeared on my frame and I snuggled into the warm wool for a moment before I turned into the warm building. The smell of fresh coffee and pastries were delicious to the senses. There were very few people in the café, the clock behind the bar said that it was 10 after noon.
"Ciao, posso aiutarla, signorina?" The brunette waitress asked in Italian as I walked up to the bar. It was a charming little hole in the wall in my opinion. "Un caffè al cioccolato, e non risparmiano la panna montata." I answered with a sweet smile.
"Va bene un attimo." She replied in kind and turned to make the Espresso. I leaned against the bar, resting my chin in my palm as I watched her work, musing over possible reasons that my son would have summoned me.
"… Sometimes I wonder why the good lord has forsaken thy kin… Even after all I have done to try and rid the Earth of heathens I don't believe I have earned my place in heaven.."
I turned, smiling coyly at the blonde man that sat in the corner booth. "Perhaps you have already earned your place… But you just don't know it yet." I commented as I walked over to him, sitting in the seat opposite of him.
I smiled softly at him, "You've grown into a fine man, my son… Alexander.." I said softly taking his hand.
"Allaxei.. You have not changed since I last saw you.." The priest said, looking at me, cupping my hand in his larger ones. His Scottish accent has gotten softer with age.
I chuckled softly, "And you have gotten older.. Time has been kind to you…"
"No.. I'd say it'd be your blood in my veins that has allowed me to be so good at what I do." He smiled.
"Il caffè, signorina." The waitress said lightly as she set it down on the table in front of me, "Volete un altro, padre?" She asked turning to Alexander.
"No, Grazie." He said with a wide smile.
"Grazie." I said lightly before she walked away to the next customer.
My gaze lingered on her for a moment before I felt him pinching my arm, "Ow! What was that for?!"
"I'd rather you not think impure thoughts while in mah company." He said simply, "Its.. Uncomfortable to watch mah own mother think these things."
I quirked an eyebrow at him as a smirk spread across my lips, "So… What is the reason that you had to go through Libido to contact me..? Not so pure now are we?"
He looked almost disgusted at the insinuation, "Bloody wench did it for free, said it was a chance to visit you again.."
I snickered lightly at the look on his face before taking a sip of my coffee, practically moaning in pleasure as the caffeine flooded my system. The chocolate made it sweeter with a dollop of whip cream. 'God, this is better than heaven..' I thought taking a bigger drink of the warm beverage. Though it wasn't as good as some of the other things I have consumed throughout my long life. Different creatures had different tastes and different things that made them tick. With Humans it seemed that caffeine and chocolate were some of the best and one of my personal favorites.
"And.. Are you familiar with the Hellsing Organization?" He asked, curiousity in his green eyes.
My mirth faltered. "Yes.. I have heard of them… Vampire hunters.. Protestants in charge of Britain.. Descendants of Van Hellsing.. What about them?"
He took a sip of his coffee, pausing. I could see that he was trying to find the words to try and explain his "predicament".
"Vampires…"
Translations: (I used Google Translate.. I am sadly not fluent in any of the languages except for English, so pardon any mistakes ;~;)
Ciao, posso aiutarla, signorina - Hello, can I help you, Miss
Un caffè al cioccolato, e non risparmiano la panna montata - A coffee with chocolate, and do not spare the whipped cream.
Va bene, un attimo - Ok one moment
Grazie - Thank you/Thanks