❧ open rp - adrian/alucard

[reposing]

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[reposing]

[I'm into it! Only thing of note: Adrian is probably still all deviled up, but he's gotten better control and can conceal his appearance to look like his canon self. BUT I'M READY!]

[foolishjourney]

When Adrian arrives in this new world, it already strikes itself as being completely different than most.

It's a large, expansive cityscape, buildings standing tall and looking quite modern and sleek. But notably, it's completely empty. It's eerily quiet, no people lining the streets, no sounds of speeding vehicles and conversation, just... so quiet, you could practically hear a pin drop. Any and all plants are also completely fake and plastic, further emphasizing how bizarre this eerily pristine city is.

The city, whatever it is, is lightly dusted in snow, only adding to the lonely feeling it exuded. All lights are also off, no street lamps or anything are in working order, which is quite apparent as the sun is slowly setting. However, the farther you travel along in search of something, anything, a light shines in the distance -- there's a cafe lit up, and a single person sitting inside.

If anywhere, that's probably your best place to start to figure out why you're here.

[reposing]

It feels like being in a dollhouse, almost.

Time and space has been distorted, not truly to his surprise anyway. Utilizing what few transportation mirrors he could was no promise to properly pierce through such things, even with the Devil's powers combined with his own. Here, he smells, sees, nor hears anyone immediately. It's disorientating.

"Charlotte," he orders his familiar, the bat fluttering into the coat he forms around his body. The rest of him adjusts to present him as more of a person than some ethereal being vaguely human shaped; his body is more malleable now than before, but in case he encounters anyone, he needs to make sure he at least looks more or less normal.

The cafe looks like a good start with someone inside. Someone who may, perhaps, be able to help.

Adrian goes inside.

[foolishjourney]

The person inside is eerily familiar, once you get a good look. He has a cup of coffee in his hands, black, fingers curled around it as if to warm them with the exuding heat. The inside of the cafe is bright and cheerful compared to everywhere outside, yet is equally devoid of people, minus the one. How did he get the coffee he's drinking? It's a mystery... from an outside standpoint.

When the happy jingling bell of the door sounds as Adrian walks in, the lone person looks up from his cup at him, expression neutral and showing no recognition for him whatsoever. Instead he tilts his head a fraction, one hand moving to give a slight wave.

"Hey." Your clothes aren't quite like any unit he's used to... zrael, maybe? He isn't sure. Very interesting...