Stoker Household Activity Log: April (Mmm Sacrelicious...)

[tinyvampiregod]

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.

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4/15: Alucard

[tinyvampiregod]

When Walter awoke, exited the bed and went about his daily tasks, Alucard merely spread out like an amorphous vampire blob to steal into Walter's lingering warmth on the sheets and doze once more. The dozing lasted all afternoon, though he was surely awake by early evening. Awake, ravenous, but rather unwilling to leave the bed.

The sheets had cooled to his own nonexistent body temperature, he was not tired- there was no reason to linger between the covers, and yet he had no reason to emerge. Darkness monsters? Been there, done that.

A strong desire for blood warred with the newfound laziness, but could not overcome it. Perhaps Walter would feed him here. It was all the same difference, really. And he wanted.

4/18: Integra

[integra_hellsing]

Integra was normally a fairly active person. She'd had to be, after all -- who else was going to run the Organization? No matter what, the heiress had always done what needed to be done, whether or not she was sick or exhausted or even injured.

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.

19/4

[bloodthirsts]

The door slammed.

Seras slammed a door, that is and the poor piece of wood shook questionably upon its hinges for a few moments before settling, still on its hinges. Work today had been maddening and the sirens were just starting to blare after she came in, heading straight downstairs to her room, seeking a change of clothing.

Quite unlike her normal self tonight Seras felt an unquestionable need to kill something and woe betide any Darkness monsters who ventured out tonight

She was just -- just sick of having to stay so polite in the face of criminals who were constantly rude or making suggestive comments at her, of course she couldn't just give them a crack round the earhole because that wouldn't be right, would it? That would be misconduct instead of giving some twat who deserved it a good put down.

Just... just urgh! Ever since monday her temper had started to gro shorter and shorter and tonight it seemed was hitting the roof.

20/4 Evening

[angel_of_death]

In the course of peeling fruits and vegetables for the evening meal, Walter found himself immersed in thought. Here again, as they had for most nights, they were having a full meal-- a multiple course meal; such things were exceedingly rare even in the Hellsing household during his time. It would have been nice had he had such things at home. Entrees and desserts were wasted on the likes of the population in the city; they never appreciated what they had. Even though trade with the outside world was stunted they waddled around, fat and whining, throwing away perfectly decent food. They didn't even share their stale bread with the birds. They just threw it away.

The spoiled rotten brats would never make it on rationing. But rationing was exactly what they deserved.

4/20 Evening

[tinyvampiregod]

With Integral having been extracted from the bed a bit earlier, by Walter, Alucard was left without a source of warmth and the stench of the food, the heaviness of the human slop he consumed earlier was sitting heavily in him. The sheets were mussed and he was beginning to regret the expenditure of energy it had taken to leave the crisp, hospital corners of Walter's bed to slide into Integra's and steal her warmth.

But he was disinclined to move at the moment. Life was difficult.

4/18-4/20 - Whatever you want!

[doctor_seward]

Fortunately he's blissfully unaware of what's been going on in his household given he'd been at work for most of the week with long hours. But, the moment he puts his foot in the door he has a strange feeling something isn't quite right...if the crack in the wall and the strange sounds resounding through the manor are anything to go by. Perhaps someone was getting rowdy..?

But, nevertheless the esteemed doctor's suspicions are unconfirmed, and thus he'd head directly up the stairs to his study, pulling out a book for a bit of research on some psychological illnesses he'd as of yet been unaware of. Sometimes the way the modern psychology categorized certain diseases threw him for a loop, though really once he cross-referenced it by thumbing through a certain chapter he had the answer in under a minute or so.

The door will remain slightly cracked as he quietly goes about his task, expecting no disturbances...