Simon looked down at the little man and scowled. "Watch where you step." he said aggrivated. Something about this little man's aura was familiar, though faint. Like he was hiding his true aura somehow. He shot a questioning look to the little man. "Who are you, and what do you here?" Simon asked, curious as to why he was sensing all sorts of mysterious things off the little man. Simon reached for his sword hilt under his cloak, taking precautions, and being prepared for whatever oddities fate had in store for him...
Re: Tears of Blood
::That was where the Ferrysman made his sudden fake fret looking up at Alucard, and looking away from his where only darkness is covering his face. He clears his throat where he looks down on the ground having his hands on the warm cemented ground and looking away from him where he doesn't want to look back just to remove suspicion.:: Hehehe, don't worrry. I am heree wherree I lost my coins..Watch where you going!! ::he then slowly gets up from the floor wiping on his cloak covering his whole body where his makes a large push and he makes a 'walk' back away from the stranger. EHEHEHEHE, I am the Ferrysman here at the town of Veros. I am rrreeaallly old, so I don't wander off around in this town. Hehehe, where do you come from, I never saw you around?
Re: Tears of Blood
"I am new to this town. Well, in a sence, for I was here once. In a time probably much longer before yourself, old one. Ferryman you say? Mayhap you can help me and my companion. We seek to enter Castlevania... or at least nearer to it's grounds. Do you believe you could supply us with some... Transportation?" Simon asked, dropping his guard. He removed his hat in a respectful manner. "Or are you retiring? One in your condition-" as he said that, he pointed to how bony the mans arms seemed to show through the robes that he wore. He continued on his sentence, "Might be wiser for you to lay to rest in your home. And if money is a problem, I would be more than able to supply one such as yourself with whatever amount you might need." Simon may have been a vampire hunter, but he was quite the noble type of man, and showed the elderly thier due respect. "And even if you decline, good sir, your services of transportation will not go unrewarded." He gave a slight bow to the man and put his cap back on, interested as to what this queer (as in odd, you dolts) fellow might have to say about ferrying him and Sonia to the grounds near the horrifying monolith of Demon Castle Dracula...
A Hollow, Solid Trust
::The Ferrysman gave a look right up towards the man, looking right up to his face where he wanted to at least know his identity. He had his hand right on top of his face giving a gesturing excuse for the 'sun shining on his eyes', and makes his jaw make a turn to the left seeing if he can trust this man. Ehehehehe...what is your name? If I get your name, thennn youu cann commmeee with me towards Translyvania, boyyy.
Re: A Hollow, Solid Trust
"I am called Simon." he said. He began to wonder whether the old man began to suspect something. Sonia was seemingly easy to dissuade in that sence... but maybe it was something else about himself that made her throw herself off... But even she was beginning to get what was going on... Aside from him being from what he supposed was a very different future than this place would lead... 'Yes... Maybe this place will have a happier one...' He thought to himself. He shook back into reality, and reached into his pocket, pulling out a fistful of gold coins, and gave them to the old man. "This is just a down payment. The remaining shall be given all in due time. Can you do this for me, my friend?" Simon querried, hoping the money would sway this strange man before him...
Re: A Hollow, Solid Trust
::The man then looks right up towards Simon, still having his head covered from 'the sun shining on his eyes', and gives his crazy usual laugh but abit longer as the usual short, periodic ones that he gave towards Simon:: Why, of course you can come with me? You are a nice kid, and I'll give ye a deal....hooowww abbout youu bring another passenger? This will be a free bargain. I need not much of moneyyyy... well?
Re: A Hollow, Solid Trust
"Well do you mean I bring my companion as I said I would? Or do you mean bring along a third person? For I shall bring along my companion. Her name is Sonia, if you need concern yourself with such ficcle things. And I give you my most humble of thanks, old one, for your helping me and my friend. A third I don't believe I could manage, but I believe that this will work out as we strike saying it now, nae?" Said Simon, growing a little weary of this man's strange way of speaking, and random cackles. "We depart as the church clock strikes five of the clock, so, roughly ten minutes. Or do you need more time to prepare?" Simon said, trying to end it as quickly as possible. He shuffled a bit, anxiously, and pulled his had down more so over his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, curious as to what more the "elder" man had to say.
Re: A Hollow, Solid Trust
Ayeeee, no problem. I havveeeee noooo problemm, childdddd... Nowwwww, youuuuu are ready....you are notttt?
::He looked at the woman where he looked closely finding something is up of what she had just previously did, but cannot see anything real close to what he tries to look up to. His arm making a quite of shake where his search is not of what he found at the time. His fake fatigue starting where he bends down quite abit, but still ready to take these two passengers, one known as Simon, and the other...still familiar at the Ferryman's mind::
Re: A Hollow, Solid Trust
Simon looked at the case, a little concerned. 'She was not to find it... Nae, not yet...' He was about to curse under his breath, but realized they were already about to go off... He smiled at Sonia, handed her back the case and said "I need this not... T'was but a memento from someone... I would perform for you if you wish..." He sat down in the boat and looked up at Sonia, marvelling at how well she managed to keep her youth. 'Soon... Soon...' he thought to himself.
Offward to Transylvania
::The Ferrysman was on the front of the boat grappling ahold of his large oar probably as tall as an average man. His arms looking very feeble, but actually has the strength to push the oar against the light water of the town, Veros. His pushing going the direction of Northeast right to the requested area of the cliffs of Castlevania. Castlevania already gave thought towards the man's mind. The visual thought giving a thirst for lingering due to the mysterious, cold Demon Castle that the Ferrysman has visited within ages, but hasn't really gave public announcement that he really does. Probably this was why the Ferrysman hasn't been around the towns of Europe, or Transylvania at all!:: We will be there verrrrry sooon, hehehehehehehehehehehe....
Re: Offward to Transylvania
"Well, old one, I guess we depart from here on end. Thank you for your services." Simon said. He put his hand out, helping Sonia out of the boat. "Well, once again, thank you." He smiled to Sonia, and offered her his arm, this time leaving it out, instead of withdrawing. "Let us go, we should set up camp soon. And fare thee well, kind ferryman." he said, giving a little wave to the man at shore, watching them from under his hood...
Simon was playing a piece on violin, which his father supposedly wrote, called Bloodlines. He stopped eventually. "Well, I need to go get more firewood. Be wary, and make sure not to wander off... Don't go snooping around, as well." Simon warned her. He went off to the woods, his mind filled with her. All he could think about was Sonia. Sonia Sonia Sonia. 'How I have missed thee... Oh, soon... Very soon...' He thought to himself, gathering what he could find scattered across the forest ground...
Re: Offward to Transylvania
Sonia watched him leave, then looked at his violin, carefully picking it up. As she picked it up, she heard something rattle inside. She blinked, and peered down into one of the crevices that let the sound vibrate through the instrument, seeing what seemed like a piece of paper.
"What the... oh, he'll never notice, probably..." she said, and grabbed a little twig, probing inside, catching the paper and slowly starting to pull it out, looking around to make sure Simon wasn't around.
Re: Offward to Transylvania
Note: The following scenes were discussed between the players of the characters, so it's not just randomly made up. This sort of stuff will not happen, unless you agree for it to happen. If you want such specific events to happen with your character, discuss it in chat with the rest of the invovled people. Once again, it's not random, it's already been decided how the following few events will happen.
And now back to the RP
Simon believed he got a considerable amount of firewood, and began to head back to camp. He spied Sonia fiddling with his violin, prodding it with a small stick, and pulled out a piece of cloth like paper, from it's confines. His jaw dropped, and he let all the firewood tumble to the ground. He knew she could not read that yet... 'No! Too soon! Much too soon!' He thought to himself. He began activating magics from deep inside himself. and he began to shine, and flicker. And soon, in his place was a small cloud of fog and mist. He would investigate this from closer... much closer...
Re: Offward to Transylvania
Sonia heard something fall, and her head jerked up, but seeing no one, she proceeded to pull it out. A mist surrounded the camp, and she shrugged.
Slowly unfolding the paper, Sonia narrowed her eyes, reading it. Her eyes widened and she proceeded to read it as she saw that it was directed towards her.
*
Dearest Sonia,
I suppose you have roused curiosity enough to find this note. By this time, you will have met "Simon", and I am sure have found him of familiar sort. Fear him not, for whether or not you believe, you do know him.
I wished to tell you that I love you with all my heart and soul, but alas, I cannot do so in person. I am so dreadfully sorry and regretful that I had left you so many years ago. But I have been with you, forever and always.
Most certainly so, now that you have met Simon. Once again, I regret ever having left you, but please try to understand. I shall see you soon.
*
Sonia's eyes widened as she read the very last part...
*
Forever Loving,
Alucard
*
Sonia immediately covered her open mouth, as her jaw dropped, clutching the letter to her person.
"Alucard..." she whispered his name, a tear falling from her crystal blue eye.
Re: Offward to Transylvania
'Damn! She's read it...' he thought to himself, infuriated. He decided to resume his human form, and walked up behind Sonia. "So... You know who I am now... I should not have hid my identity from you... But I am not even sure I am who I believe myself to be." He hugged the sobbing Sonia close. "For... to me... this is the past... And you... where... Or shall I say, When I come from, you are long deceased my love... and I cannot bear to lose you again... 300 years from now is the me that I am..." He shushed her and tried to calm her before she could speak. "I'm sure you have many questions, but not even I know how I am here... But we are here together again... Yet we must defeat my father again... Sonia... My dearest Sonia..." He hugged her close... and gave pause to let her speak.
A New Encounter
::Suddenly, a very familiar cackle rang through the woods. The Ferryman enters thier camp site, and makes an action of anger where he rises up standing looking towards the man and the girl which he now knows as Sonia Belmont. His eyes widen of red light and his right hand throws out his oar which appears to be a scythe!:: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!
::The Ferrysman disappears to the sudden mist having the cloak on the boat and up in the sky on top of Sonia and Alucard is none other than Death himself. His two arms of bones are held out making the force of the scythe stop right near them. His eyes of red color blink holding the force, and his jaw let down of the such laugh he has at them when he was only in disguise as the Ferrysman, floating up high with his large wings that is like a raven's, and pointier than a sharp blade...::
Edited by: The Tragic Prince at: 3/30/02 4:54:46 pm
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at: 3/30/02 12:55:51 am
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