Blood, bone, and slithering dark matter sprayed from the vampire's skull as the armor-piercing bullet ejected through his forehead. There was only a buzz of annoyance from the meager loss of blood and the distraction the mercenary cost him before he turned in a flurry of red-hot furor, hellborn eyes locked on the soldier of grand misfortune.
So close to the climax... only to be walked in on...
So even the frog had lost himself. That was the last of Hellsing. How Alucard of all of them had managed to stay in the semblance of sanity was ironic enough to send him to a third death. There was no time to even gloat over his prey locked in a lewd embrace with him, before he went to draw his second silvery fire-arm to shoot Pip's knee-caps out, not only for his offense, but to keep him from wasting precious ammo in his apparent insanity. . .
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Date: 2010-04-23 05:35 am (UTC)So close to the climax... only to be walked in on...
So even the frog had lost himself. That was the last of Hellsing. How Alucard of all of them had managed to stay in the semblance of sanity was ironic enough to send him to a third death. There was no time to even gloat over his prey locked in a lewd embrace with him, before he went to draw his second silvery fire-arm to shoot Pip's knee-caps out, not only for his offense, but to keep him from wasting precious ammo in his apparent insanity. . .