heyhohey: Ir's too late (In any case my friends)
Alfred - Assistant Vampire Hunter ([personal profile] heyhohey) wrote in [personal profile] hotpaprika 2022-05-17 05:12 am (UTC)

Alfred feels...out of his depth.

It's been about six months since Alfred had been turned. At first it had been terrifying, it had been painful, and the idea of returning to the castle had been...alarming, to say the least, even as wild as he had felt. But the Krolocks had welcomed him with open arms, had gleefully taken him into their fold, taught him how to survive, what to do, how to cope with the steady awakening of powers.

It's been...nice, to feel like he belongs somewhere. And he has wanted to find ways to repay them. When they mentioned needing to go away for a while, to attend to some affairs elsewhere in the world, he had offered to stay with Koukol at the castle, to work on cleaning up a bit. Herbert had taken some convincing, but ultimately, Alfred being a fledgling made his travel a concern.

Now, standing at the door, brows knit together, he is questioning whether that was a good idea at all.

He fusses with his own bowtie, regarding the stranger for a long moment with great uncertainty. What should he do? He can't just leave this man out in the storm, after all. But what if -

The wind whistles, blowing sleet into his face, making his decision.

"Ja - of - of course," he stammers, German accent thick and tilting his soft, gentle voice at the edges. "Please, it's - it's terrible out there."

Keeping his smile tight-lipped, for better or for worse, he steps aside to allow the stranger in.

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