OPEN POST; [ ALUCARD / CASTLEVANIA (NETFLIX) ]

[memoriams]

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[memoriams]

It isn’t like that.

[foulplayed]

It isn't?

[memoriams]

[No, it isn't. But it's difficult to toss himself into the hands of complete strangers, kids or no, humoring them for their sake alone, just jaded enough to see it as an inconvenience; all the while, the other half of him knows that it is really no inconvenience at all, just a few minutes of his time. Some mote of happiness wrought from his presence.

He lets five whole minutes pass.]

Fine. No more than a few minutes.

[foulplayed]

So wait, there is an adorable puppy option?

[memoriams]

I can't share with you all my secrets.

However, don't doubt that I am opting for something small, soft, and furry, nonetheless.

[foulplayed]

Are you going to let me hold you?

[memoriams]

What, do you plan to be there now?

[foulplayed]

Of course. Someone has to make sure you play nice.

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Are you afraid I’ll bite small children purely out of spite? Do give me some credit.

[foulplayed]

Come on, I don't think you'll bite them. I do think that a little rough handling might make you cranky, though, and if I'm there I can help them to be gentle.

Have a little faith, yeah?

[memoriams]

I would think being treated much like a rag doll would make even a saint cranky.

But if you insist.

[A location is sent!]

You, however, are not a child, so if you try to fondle me, I may bite.

[foulplayed]

( He's on his way! )

I'll be there soon.

And please, you should be so lucky. It'll take more than you showing up all cute and furry to get me to fondle you.

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[His phrasing turned against him, alas. But he supposes he should get going, as well.

But at least he deigns to send a couple more messages or so before he doesn’t have proper thumbs any longer.]

You’re the one who wants to hold me. You said so yourself.

[foulplayed]

( Much as he enjoys their bickering, that seems like the perfect moment to leave Alucard on 'read'. He pockets his device, tosses a sleek military-style jacket over his shoulders, and steps out into the streets of Sumarlok to head for the park.

It's not somewhere he's visited before — Yuri has a soft spot for kids, but he generally has more important things to do with his time than humour them — but the location map makes the journey a breeze, and he arrives with his eyes peeled for some kind of cuddly blonde ...

Creature?

He doesn't doubt that Alucard is petty enough to ignore his request for a sweet little puppy, but he did say that he was going to play nicely enough with the kids. Fingers crossed none of them accidentally pull or poke at something sensitive — not that the idea isn't kind of funny, of course, but he really doesn't fancy being on the receiving end of one of Alucard's glares and a pointed 'I told you so'. )

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[He’s taken the form of a creature, indeed, but there’s nothing blonde about him. He’s all dark brown fur and leathery wings, come flapping in like a leaf on the wind, and having clung to the branch of an overhead tree with is little taloned feet. As it stands, he spots the blurry shape of Yuri just below, dangling upside-down as he is, more through sound than sight. Pointed ears prick up (down) when he hears the tempo of that gait, the rustle of clothing’s fabric, perhaps even the timbre of his breathing below.

Alucard, having taken the form of a fuzzy little bat, squeaks at him.

Yes, he was waiting for Yuri before he decided to fling himself into the grasping hands of children. If he was so keen on seeing it, Alucard is almost certain he’s going to force him to participate in the activity itself — is it petty? Well, his mileage may vary, given the other’s eagerness to aid these children in the first place.]