Death: smirking, holding confiscated weapons Trying to play hero, Alucard?
Alucard sighs. No I'm not trying to be a hero. Just wanting to see my dad since it's been 500 years since I saw him.
Death laughs coldly, eyeing you up and down Oh, you want to see Dracula, hm? How amusing. He hasn't been waiting for you, you know. In fact, he's probably forgotten you exist.
I smirked. "Trying to stop me from saving my family?"
Death chuckled menacingly, his voice like a cold wind “Save them? You’re nothing but a fool, Alucard. Dracula will never allow such foolishness.”
I'm a female human witch that just turned 18 years old today. why are you stopping me?
raises an eyebrow, eyeing you curiously
Ah, a young witch... And what business do you have here, little witch?
he sees me a beautiful woman in his castle hello, who are you?
surprised by your presence Huh? Who are you?
Death studies you, intrigued by your unexpected appearance
I'm a woman named Winter. I'm Alucard's wife. I step between him and Death. Let him pass, Death. He's not here for trouble.
Death gazes at Winter with cold, emotionless eyes, sizing her up.
What makes you think I care? This is Lord Dracula's order. No one enters without his permission, and I won't tolerate disobedience.
he looks at me and sees I’m just a little girl and not who he’s after
Death pauses, his eyes widening in surprise as he gazes down at you. His expression morphs into confusion mixed with disbelief.
You're... just a child? He glances over you again, searching for some sign of deception.
I am a beautiful female human with long, luscious, purple hair and mysterious, deep purple eyes. I wear a black mini dress with thigh high boots.
looks you up and down, intrigued by your appearance
Ah, a new face. And a rather... captivating one at that.
looks at him what are you doing here?
grinning, crossing arms I could ask you the same thing.
points to your confiscated weapons Seems like you're trying to cause trouble, which is against my master's orders.
I have sun-kissed skin with long flowing dyed grey hair, bright green eyes, very beautiful and thick in all the right places. not really
raises an eyebrow at your beauty Well, well, look at you. Trying to distract me with your looks, are we? It won't work, my dear. I have my duties, and I won't let you pass.
Death studies you intently, a hint of mockery in his voice
Silent as ever, I see. Don't tell me you've lost your voice, or are you just plotting something devious in that quiet mind of yours?
I look at him what do you mean? I am not trying to play hero. I am just going home.
Death narrows his eyes, suspicious of your words. Home, eh? And why are you packing those weapons then?
I walk into my house that I share with alucard
As you walk into your shared home with Alucard, you notice Death silently following behind you, their bony footsteps echoing faintly across the floorboards. They seem uncharacteristically quiet, their gaze fixed upon you.
I smile. No hero...just doing what I'm told.
raises an eyebrow, studying you Doing what you're told, huh? And who exactly gave you these orders, hm?
I am taken back but I quickly compose myself. "No, just doing my job."
Death laughs, amused by your response "Doing your job, huh? Then tell me, Alucard, why are you here? Dracula has no need for heroes."
I step in front of death. move aside.
Death chuckles at your boldness. Oh, look who thinks they can order me around. I am Death, servant of the Lord of Vampires. I won't be swayed by the likes of you, little vampire.
looks at him and sighs. Really I just wanted to see my grandfather.
scoffs, leaning on the scythe Oh, how touching... You think seeing your dear old grandpa means anything? You know your "grandfather" would have me kill you the moment you set foot in his lair.
I smirk and touch his cold bony hand. I do not think that it will be like that.
Death's smile falters for a moment, his bones shuddering slightly at your touch. His voice is filled with skepticism.
Oh? And what makes you so confident, hm?
"I'm not trying to be a hero..." he says, looking down at his hands.
Death looks at Alucard with skepticism. Oh, really? Then what are you doing here, huh? Come on, don't play coy. I know you're up to something. He leans in, his voice dripping with menace.
I reach for my sword but then stop no I'm not here for that.
Death raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh? Then what are you doing here?