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[master_helsing]

Leave your name in this tome and I shall greet you post-haste. May God bless you and keep you.

Yours the most faithful,
Abraham Van Helsing ♰

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AUDIO.

[master-helsing.livejournal.com]

I am no psychiatrist as my dear friend John, I make no judgment on the mad or sane.

For I too have been called Madman.

AUDIO. [1/2]

[barebacking.livejournal.com]

Master, hm. I remember that, yes.

I'm touched that you would give me such a title.

AUDIO.

[barebacking.livejournal.com]

Of course.

And you should know ... I am very sane.

[TEXT]

[hellsing-heir.livejournal.com]

As a Knight of the Round, I am far from such.

-> Delivery

[hellsing-heir.livejournal.com]

[ A delivery to the Van Helsing home, directed to both Abraham Van Helsing and Doctor John Seward contains a large cheery bouquet of Gerbera Daisies, the alternating colors representing purity and cheerfulness, are accompanied by a handwritten note.]

'Yahweh is my light and my salvation. Whom shall I fear? Yahweh is the strength of my life. Of whom shall I be afraid?' (Psalms 27:1)

In a world unlike your own, remain strong!

-Sir Hellsing

[She would of signed less formally, or just delivered them herself, but as far as Integra is aware, she has not yet been introduced for who she really is to the Doctor.]

[action]

[what-scruples.livejournal.com]

[ At some point on Valentine's Day, Van Helsing will be accosted by a small robotic cupid(?!) with a propeller jutting out of its back. Hovering unsteadily, it tinnily informs him that he has a message from Yaha, and delivers the message recorded into its memory-- ]

My dear Shinji. My dearest Kazuhiko. Your hearts are what have entranced me so. Enticed me to grant you to live within my heart for all time. Let us stay together until time ends.

[ The message concludes with a shower of heart-shaped confetti over his head before the cupid zips away, off on the rest of its errands. ]

[ ooc; As you might have guessed, this is a glitched (with mun approval) message! If you want to see what Yaha intended to send, check out the unscreened post here (http://what-scruples.livejournal.com/4825.html). ]

[Voicemail; Evening, Feb 24th]

[gaveherwings.livejournal.com]

[Brisk with urgency, and a very....strained calm.]

Sir. Professor Van Hellsing?

This is Doctor Yumeno, from Skye Medical Centre.

Doctor John Seward has been assaulted, but he is alive, on his way to Emergency Care Unit, to be treated for shock and blood loss...from a puncture wound. A bite. He requested that I inform you, as an emergency contact.

I've...been told you are something of an expert in supernatural, Professor. This isn't the first incident- in fact between the three of us, we may be able to identify the individual. A...sanguinarian, a vampire.

[Voicemail; Evening, Feb 24th]

[master-helsing.livejournal.com]

[It all takes a moment to register in him as his very blood runs cold, and an audible hiss answers the good doctor.]

A bite wound, Gott John.. The Devil be damned!

I will make haste! Let him not fall asleep at all cost!

[There's a clatter of the delicate machine as he pockets the relay and makes his way to the stables, every footstep fulled by pure unhampered fury.]

[Voicemail; Evening, Feb 24th]

[gaveherwings.livejournal.com]

I'll be waiting to receive him in the ER, Professor. He's very close to hospital, so we're lucky- it won't be long.

[Audio]

[untamable-angel.livejournal.com]

[Unlike Yumeno's before him, Walter's voice has no semblance of calm. It is clipped, irate-- as though he were ready in that very instant to strike something down.]

Professor Van Helsing. Seward-- [He cuts himself off, amending.] Doctor Seward has been attacked. Where are you right now?

[Voicemail; Evening, Feb 24th]

[master-helsing.livejournal.com]

[There's a hurried retort as he flees into the darkness.]

If you would.. prepare an intravenous line for transfusion.. if need be. I will be his universal donor. Bless you, bless you for your forewarning, Yumeno, I will not be long now.

[There he cuts the line and sets forth for a hard ride with zeal at his back.]

[Audio]

[master-helsing.livejournal.com]

[The boy's own sense of urgency was a fuel to his fire, and upon hearing that voice he knew he would need a second pair of hands with which to strangle this menace.]

At the end of the drive at the thoroughfare. Come! I need your meticulous eye with me!

[The professor would await him whilst seated atop a great black beast. A massive Friesian Shire Stallion of superior cross breeding and experimentation.]

[Audio] --> [Action!]

[untamable-angel.livejournal.com]

[He would not be waiting long, for as the word "Come!" reaches over the transmission to his ears the boy instantaneously takes off in a streak of shadow across the terrain at such speed that one might second-guess as to whether the young man had sprouted a pair of wings to aid him in his flight.

He'd not run so fast since the Doctor had first made his presence known on his first night stranded within the borders of the cursed city. Just as that night, the wind whips by the receiver in a furious storm for the man on the other side of the line to hear, so eager was the youth in his adherence that he did not take the moment to shut it away until he was in sight of the professor. And even then he did not halt his tread to carry out the task, as the impatient rattle would tell before the line went dead.

The call of Walter's voice cuts through the chill of open air as he continues forward to approach the man atop the towering stallion.]

Professor!!

[Action!]

[master-helsing.livejournal.com]

[From atop the gargantuan beast, whose face was covered by sweeping strands of black hair that curtained down to it's flanks, Walter was met with an outstretched hand to grasp him as they made contact and hauled his spindly body onto the creature's back.]

Hold tight! This altered equine clocks at 516 furlongs per hour!

[The draught horse had come into his possession for a heavy sum from one of the farmworkers who used its tremendous strength to plow the fields. Now it's mighty hooves would cut the earth at break-neck speed to their beloved Doctor as the professor cried with a kick of his heels and the creature reared in a burst of mist from it's nostrils.]

Raus, RAUS!

[Call]

[hellsing-heir.livejournal.com]

[She's ringing him, and will keep doing so until he picks up.]

[master-helsing.livejournal.com]

[He's at his desk, fine-tuning the last parts of one of his latest projects when the tiny bell on his NV jingles.]

[Ka-ching~]

Ja? Van Helsing speaking.

[hellsing-heir.livejournal.com]

Grandfather, it's me. I need to speak with you about something.

[She's trying not to sound shaken.]

[master-helsing.livejournal.com]

[Catching that tone, he doesn't belittle her by prying right away. The kind smile is in his voice as if she were standing right there.]

Are you far, püppchen? Let us chat in the study.

[hellsing-heir.livejournal.com]

[And she's thankful for that. She's already chiding herself for behavior unfit for head of household, and making this mistake in the first place.]

I'll meet you there.

Audio; He's in a hurry, okay? : (

[psyd-seward.livejournal.com]

Abraham, there's been an emergency at the Sanatorium. A massive break-out in the criminal cell block...Twelve patients are missing, while eight were returned to their cells. I'm afraid I've been called out to help.

Please don't be alarmed.

[And as an added afterthought.]

I'm borrowing Samson.

Audio; Dummkopf!

[master-helsing.livejournal.com]

[It was by good blessing that like his pet monsters, he too was a nocturnal creature. Despite that, John's determined and stalwart voice nearly startled him from his perusing of their library.]

A break-out?

John! Wait!

[Grabbing his coat and braided lash, he swept out the door without a moment's hesitation.]

Do not be a fool und go alone!

[Text] | NV Virus | Yesterday | ...because. >>;

[whitedarklord]

Yeah things got weird. You ate an entire bag of hotdog buns, then tried to catch a tree on fire with a candle.

Viral NV text.

[doctor_seward]

Proposition. Sex. No words, no talking about it later. I just want you tonight.

text.

[master_helsing]

O' there will be far more than words once I exorcise that lustful demon out of you, Friend John.

[Text]

[master_helsing]

I can attest that the arson to that tree was incidental. Our Christmas tree refused to make good compost.

As for the dog buns, I assure you, good stranger, my tastes may be exotic, but they are not so vulgar that I would be caught snacking on cooked bitch.

You have the wrong man.