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Stoker Household Activity Log: April (Mmm Sacrelicious...)
Who: Open to all residents and their visitors.
When: The month of April (specific dates in subject lines)
Where: The Stoker Household / Winthers Lake Manor in Sector Seven, close to the border of Sector Four.
Summary: Daily shenanigans and interactions amongst the household throughout the month.
Warnings: There will be threads regarding the Seven Sins plot for the month, so expect some Envy, Gluttony, Sloth, and Wrath.
Enter freely and of your own volition.
When: The month of April (specific dates in subject lines)
Where: The Stoker Household / Winthers Lake Manor in Sector Seven, close to the border of Sector Four.
Summary: Daily shenanigans and interactions amongst the household throughout the month.
Warnings: There will be threads regarding the Seven Sins plot for the month, so expect some Envy, Gluttony, Sloth, and Wrath.
Enter freely and of your own volition.
4/18: Integra
Even here, she'd woken at dawn on her own, had gotten dressed and done her own thing throughout the day. In her mind, just because she was not at home, her duties still remained... as much as they could in such a place, of course.
So naturally, Integra herself did not understand the sudden feeling, the sudden need to stay in bed today. It was well past noon when she finally pried her eyes open and rolled over to see the time. Oh, she'd been awake a few times, naturally. Her body wouldn't allow her to just sleep the entire time, but she hadn't gotten out of bed.
Groaning, she merely rolled over onto her side, pulled the covers over her head, and proceeded to close her eyes again. No, she just simply could not be bothered today.
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His shade slide under the covers and finally began to fill them out beside Integra in a the form of a cold, Alucard shaped lump that pressed against her to leech her warmth.
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"Alucard, what are you doing? Surely you have your own bed," she stated, as though she owned the bed that actually belonged to Seras. "I'm not in the mood for games."
Pausing, the heiress sighed and forced herself to roll onto her back so that she could just turn her head to stare at the vampire. "I'm too tired to kick you out right now, so I suppose as long as you don't do anything ridiculous or move too much, this is acceptable."
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Usually, his little quest for blood would be shot down. Today, however, she knew she'd have to bribe him in order to get any sleep. "If I give you a little blood, will you go to sleep? Better yet, go and bother someone else for it," she muttered, closing her eyes again.
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Integra frowned, not at all enjoying the vampire so close in her personal space, nor did she enjoy how bloody cold he was. "I'm not your stuffed animal," she blurted out, before huffing. "I don't have anything to make the cut with. Go get me a knife or... scissors or something."
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He would probably delight in an electric blanket and force the heated blankety goodness upon Walter, too.
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"I'm going to assume you are enjoying yourself. You seem to, at least, in my time."
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But he was careful, taking only small, measured amounts so as not to even weaken her.
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Perhaps, should she survive the ordeal with the Major, she'd have to let him indulge a bit, to show her gratitude. For now, however, she could at least allow this Alucard to have that benefit.
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A cold lump that seeped out the warmth from the very sheets.
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Besides, part of her actually missed Alucard; at least, her Alucard. As annoying as he could be, he did have his good qualities.
"We did at home, I don't know why this would be any different," she supplied blandly, simply shifting so that she could curl up against the vampire as well. Cold or not, it didn't matter. She was willing to compromise if it meant getting sleep.
"...When we go to get your electric blanket, perhaps we will pick one up for the Police Girl, too, although she has never complained about being cold before."