petcromancer: (in trouble)
Hector ([personal profile] petcromancer) wrote 2019-08-23 12:34 am (UTC)

[Through the mist, row boats laden with still, undead passengers cut silently through the water. They move unnaturally fast toward Hector's ship, yet unseen in the dark and the fog.

Cesar snorts, then rolls over and sits, hamming up his performance. He gives his head a little toss, then carefully raises a paw (the flesh one, Hector had to train him to use only that one) to place in Alucard's. Cesar's tongue lolls, and he looks expectantly from dhampir to human, unsure from which his treat will come, but so assured that it will come from someone.

Hector reaches into his pocket for a little bit of dried meat to toss him.]


Well done. [A throaty voice purrs as a shape rises from the water and comes to hover over the deck.] Did you teach him that, Hector? Such a clever boy. Go on, give him his treat.

[Carmilla steps out, a white shape from the billowing white fog.]

You did quite a clever trick yourself, Hector, finding the Ghost Ship all by yourself. I wonder what treat I'll give you... [She smiles with her fangs.

Hector stumbles backwards, trying to put more distance between himself and her. Cesar's treat drops onto the deck, and Cesar huffs.]


Did you follow me here? [He hisses. That bitch!]

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