...He said much the same. He told me when I went to Machecoul to keep far from a certain chateau called Vendée. That I'd catch notice for being...the right age, and pretty?
[She shrugs a little, lips pursing. It's not difficult to guess what those two qualities might add up to in a nation riddled with impertinent vampires, and the warning was a sound one. She does only have so many arrows, after all.]
I'm glad I found you long before I reached it. But of course, let's be rid of these woods. Your friends seemed to have things well in hand when I left them! Or, er. The lady Annette did, at least. The Speaker boy would have better aim if he'd stop sneaking glances at her in the midst of battle.
[She gets to her feet, dusting herself off a bit before examining her bow and checking her quiver, making certain she has an accurate count of her remaining arrows.]
Just like old times, then? You take up the van, and I'll support you at range?
[Young, healthy, beautiful -- a prime target for any vampire, but certainly for Erzsebet. It truly was fortunate that it was Olrox that found her, and once again he finds himself indebted to the vampire. It's certainly a rare occasion.]
As subtle as a rock to the head, isn't he? [It's wryly spoken; Richter certainly makes him nostalgic for centuries ago, in both the most charming and obnoxious of ways. A Belmont through and through.]
Just like old times. [He confirms fondly before he takes lead.
Not that he has much to be concerned with, Alucard is certain. Rosella is right, the pair of them should have matters well at hand, but he isn't going to leave anything to chance. The odds are, as ever, not on their side, including time.
For certain, Richter and Annette could finish off their quarry easily enough, but it doesn't stop Alucard from running in, impaling a vampire onto his blade.]
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[She shrugs a little, lips pursing. It's not difficult to guess what those two qualities might add up to in a nation riddled with impertinent vampires, and the warning was a sound one. She does only have so many arrows, after all.]
I'm glad I found you long before I reached it. But of course, let's be rid of these woods. Your friends seemed to have things well in hand when I left them! Or, er. The lady Annette did, at least. The Speaker boy would have better aim if he'd stop sneaking glances at her in the midst of battle.
[She gets to her feet, dusting herself off a bit before examining her bow and checking her quiver, making certain she has an accurate count of her remaining arrows.]
Just like old times, then? You take up the van, and I'll support you at range?
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[Young, healthy, beautiful -- a prime target for any vampire, but certainly for Erzsebet. It truly was fortunate that it was Olrox that found her, and once again he finds himself indebted to the vampire. It's certainly a rare occasion.]
As subtle as a rock to the head, isn't he? [It's wryly spoken; Richter certainly makes him nostalgic for centuries ago, in both the most charming and obnoxious of ways. A Belmont through and through.]
Just like old times. [He confirms fondly before he takes lead.
Not that he has much to be concerned with, Alucard is certain. Rosella is right, the pair of them should have matters well at hand, but he isn't going to leave anything to chance. The odds are, as ever, not on their side, including time.
For certain, Richter and Annette could finish off their quarry easily enough, but it doesn't stop Alucard from running in, impaling a vampire onto his blade.]