Seras was breathing hard, holding back sobs as the memory faded. She looked up at him after a moment, two red lines down her cheeks. She hadn't cried since before she became a vampire. There had been a few times that she came close, but she had never actually cried.
She wiped at her cheeks, staining them red. She blinked at her wet fingers for a second before laughing a little. So vampires cried blood. She shook her head a little bit as his memory faded and another one took its place.
This time it was a better memory. It was a bright, sunny day and Seras was wearing a rather large hooded coat that covered her completely and she was laughing at something a tall man with a long braid and an eyepatch had said. They headed to a small building where her Master sat with his coffin.
There was talk about getting back to England from Rio. They argued about different ways when suddenly the door burst open and a large man in a priest's garb holding two large knives (long enough that they could be considered swords) came stalking in, heading straight for Alucard.
Without warning, punches started flying between the vampire and the priest, and she grabbed a large metal pipe, intending to help her Master out, but a sharp look from the Priest stopped her dead mid-swing. She crumpled to the floor and a moment later the priest flung a knife and pinned a piece of paper on the wall.
He told them about a private flight out of Rio and that they needed to get on it. The memory faded as the priest left the building grumbling about cutting Alucard's head off again.
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She wiped at her cheeks, staining them red. She blinked at her wet fingers for a second before laughing a little. So vampires cried blood. She shook her head a little bit as his memory faded and another one took its place.
This time it was a better memory. It was a bright, sunny day and Seras was wearing a rather large hooded coat that covered her completely and she was laughing at something a tall man with a long braid and an eyepatch had said. They headed to a small building where her Master sat with his coffin.
There was talk about getting back to England from Rio. They argued about different ways when suddenly the door burst open and a large man in a priest's garb holding two large knives (long enough that they could be considered swords) came stalking in, heading straight for Alucard.
Without warning, punches started flying between the vampire and the priest, and she grabbed a large metal pipe, intending to help her Master out, but a sharp look from the Priest stopped her dead mid-swing. She crumpled to the floor and a moment later the priest flung a knife and pinned a piece of paper on the wall.
He told them about a private flight out of Rio and that they needed to get on it. The memory faded as the priest left the building grumbling about cutting Alucard's head off again.