darckcarnival:

nosferatuking:

darckcarnival:

*she steps back, gently rubbing her jaw and staring him down. She felt a bit guilty from his expression, as if she’d failed him, again. And that only pissed her off more, but more at her self than anything*

I know that, Master. But in a war, you are supposed to protect your men and your people, from your enemies. In order to keep your land alive and those around you strong. It’s better to keep your partners and armies alive, rather than sending them off to die. Dusk knew that. That’s why she was always at your side and helping you plan war tactics, right? To keep your kingdom safe from enemies and the waging wars.

Of course. -His tone was bland and even, practically no inflection- However every soldier knows going in to battle that they might not return. And sometimes sacrifices must be made, Dusk understood that as well.

Your desire to protect your allies is commendable, but the degree of risk you are willing to put yourself in to ensure their safe return is foolish.

*slowly, her arms crossed over her chest, staring him down with a sudden flame, a bright burning spark in those eyes of hers behind those sunglasses* I am fully aware, and i understand this as well. I’ve made plenty of sacrifices. That is why i work alone.

Even if it is foolish, at least someone in this hellhole of a world is willing to protect others and stand up for what they believe in. I’m a monster, I understand this, and I will use it to protect mortal ones. If i can take a bullet, I’ll take it. I’ve been through hell and high water. *she then looked away* And you don’t even know what I’ve been through to keep YOU safe, you bastard.

-his eyes narrowed, flashing dangerously behind yellow tinted glass- And what of the things I have done to protect you. -his lips twisted in to a sneer as he looked down at her- Do you think it is easy to keep Integra ignorant of your continued survival, much less you constant growth in power? Do you think that I like the fact that I am unable to properly train you because you must stay on a separate continent?

-his voice dropped in to a growl- Do not talk to me of sacrifice, fledgling.

darckcarnival:

*she steps back, gently rubbing her jaw and staring him down. She felt a bit guilty from his expression, as if she’d failed him, again. And that only pissed her off more, but more at her self than anything*

I know that, Master. But in a war, you are supposed to protect your men and your people, from your enemies. In order to keep your land alive and those around you strong. It’s better to keep your partners and armies alive, rather than sending them off to die. Dusk knew that. That’s why she was always at your side and helping you plan war tactics, right? To keep your kingdom safe from enemies and the waging wars.

Of course. -His tone was bland and even, practically no inflection- However every soldier knows going in to battle that they might not return. And sometimes sacrifices must be made, Dusk understood that as well.

Your desire to protect your allies is commendable, but the degree of risk you are willing to put yourself in to ensure their safe return is foolish.

dreams-of-kamelot:

nosferatuking:

dreams-of-kamelot:

nosferatuking:

He inclined his head in acknowledgment before speaking again.

“Neither of us here are human, Ms. Kamelot, and I must admit curiosity… Just what are you?”

“Aren’t you observant?” The girl rocked on her heels, tilting her head.

“If you must know….” She pauses as her skin begins to darken, taking a dark gray hue. Her eyes turn from dark blue to amber-gold while a line of crosses etch across her forehead.

“I’m a Noah~ How about you, mister Alucard?”

“How fascinating.” his head tilted, watching her transformation from behind tinted glasses.

In response to her question, he grins, his fangs showing clearly. He makes a grand, sweeping gesture to himself.

“I am Nosferatu, Vampire. And one more powerful you are not like to find.”

“A Vampire?” Well, know she knew where all that intimidation came from.

“I’ve never met a powerful vampire before. The only one I know of is an exorcist.”

“I have a distinct feeling that when you say ‘exorcist’, you don’t mean the kind I think of.”

She was surprisingly unaffected by his nature, something that only made her more interesting.

ghost-of-gold:

Early Hindu Khanda
Very fine Wootz blade
Fantastic hilt

A very old and fine South Indian Patissa in very good condition.
This lovely nimble fighting sword measures just over 90cms long with a blade length of 80cms being measured from the top of the guard.
The hilt is very finely chiseled with decorations of sunflowers, fish and geometric designs that cover the entire surface. The cup pommel has within a twisted iron bar that appears to be the tang extended and returned to form a circle. From it hangs two other twisted iron rings of the same form but smaller.
The blade is a fine razor of a blade, the steel is an expertly controlled Wootz steel showing very good clear and attractive pattern and the entire blade remains in very fine condition.
Overall a very fine example of original unaltered construction.

Source & Copyright: Swords & Antique Weapons

awesome sword

darckcarnival:

nosferatuking:

darckcarnival:

*naturally, she grits her teeth in response, grumbling quietly* Don’t call me kid…

*she then prods him in the chest* Of course I can handle it! It’d just be too much work, a pain, and I’d have too many people that could get hurt! You know i’m not the type to let others get hurt if I can help it.

-he moves suddenly, catching her chin and making her look up at him- And if letting one of them die was the only way to get the job done, what would your call be? -although his lips curved into a smile, there was no mirth in the expresion, and his eyes were strangely hard behind his question-

*she tenses up, suddenly caught in place and scowling as his gloved hand held her face in place. Sunglasses staring right into other sunglasses, his hard stare making her look stiffen. The question caught her off guard, but she didn’t hesitate in an answer*

My call, would be honorable. I wouldn’t leave anyone behind, I’d find a round about way to finish the job without any casualties. Even if it meant I had to take most of the damage. I protect those close to me and I care about, and I protect the innocent as best as I can.

-he releases her with a soft sigh, letting her step back. He seems almost…disappointed with her answer. Not angry or upset, but more as if a lesson he’d been long trying to teach her still had not fully sunk in.-

Every war has its casualties, Kid. And every victory has a price.

dreams-of-kamelot:

nosferatuking:

He inclined his head in acknowledgment before speaking again.

“Neither of us here are human, Ms. Kamelot, and I must admit curiosity… Just what are you?”

“Aren’t you observant?” The girl rocked on her heels, tilting her head.

“If you must know….” She pauses as her skin begins to darken, taking a dark gray hue. Her eyes turn from dark blue to amber-gold while a line of crosses etch across her forehead.

“I’m a Noah~ How about you, mister Alucard?”

“How fascinating.” his head tilted, watching her transformation from behind tinted glasses.

In response to her question, he grins, his fangs showing clearly. He makes a grand, sweeping gesture to himself.

“I am Nosferatu, Vampire. And one more powerful you are not like to find.”

darckcarnival:

*naturally, she grits her teeth in response, grumbling quietly* Don’t call me kid…

*she then prods him in the chest* Of course I can handle it! It’d just be too much work, a pain, and I’d have too many people that could get hurt! You know i’m not the type to let others get hurt if I can help it.

-he moves suddenly, catching her chin and making her look up at him- And if letting one of them die was the only way to get the job done, what would your call be? -although his lips curved into a smile, there was no mirth in the expresion, and his eyes were strangely hard behind his question-

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dreams-of-kamelot:

nosferatuking:

dreams-of-kamelot:

nosferatuking:

dreams-of-kamelot started following you

Greetings, I am Alucard.

“Hello, mister Alucard~” He seemed a bit intimidating, not that it phased Road. She was a bit interested in what made him that way, however.

“My name is Road Kamelot~ it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

-The girl was odd, she didn’t smell exactly human, and she, unlike most who met him, didn’t seem particularly frightened either-

A pleasure, Ms. Kamelot. And a most interesting name.

He seemed to notice she wasn’t exactly human herself. Credit for that.

“Thank you~ yours is interesting as well!”

He inclined his head in acknowledgment before speaking again.

“Neither of us here are human, Ms. Kamelot, and I must admit curiosity… Just what are you?”

darckcarnival:

nosferatuking:

darckcarnival:

*suddenly stops her hits, and instead yanks him into a tight and possessive hug* You bastard, where were you when I, for once, needed you. God damn it, you do this just to torture me I swear it.

*heavy sigh*

Not exactly, I’ve just been helping mercs that are friends of mine get work. Not exactly putting together a group.

-he pauses a moment, surprised by the hug, before patting her on the head- I don’t always get to choose when I leave, Kid…But I won’t deny your reactions to my return are always priceless.

It’s not much of a step from one to the other. I’d tread carefully unless you want to make an American version of Hellsing.

*she holds the tight hug for a moment longer, before abruptly letting go and then slapping Alucard across the face* OF COURSE, PRICELESS! You’re an ass hole, Master. *huff* And here I was, missing you, while at the same time pissed off and only wanting to beat you over the head with a brick.

I’m just gonna try and avoid that. Although, the building of the RPD is large like the Hellsing estate… Nope, I’m going to avoid that. That would end badly.

-though his head turns with the force of the blow, he’s smiling when he looks at her again- What sweet nothings you whisper, Kid.

-he tilts his head, smile growing wider- Don’t think you could handle it?