video; un: justalucard

[reposing]

So there's a problem.

[Introductions? No, none of that.

The video comes online to show two individuals: Alucard, who clearly has seen better days on account of how grungy he appears, twigs in his hair, and a bottle of wine in his hand. Rosella, clearly dressed in a gown fit for a princess, is on the ground with eyes closed and not breathing. As Alucard moves his phone to show her looking kind of dead, it's clear that both these people are in the recently revealed gardens where the suspicious tea party is located.]

I found this young lady like this, along with an empty tea cup. Presumably, she's been poisoned, but I lack any ability to undo the damage done. I don't believe she is dead, but who knows how much longer she has.

[He has a drink from his bottle before he continues.]

If someone has any knowledge on these teas and what best to do next, that'd be ideal.

Comments

[reposing]

Assuming you aren't fucking with me, how exactly do you know that?

[bemist]

I could think of about fifty other things I'd do that would be a better waste of my time than fucking with you.

[ does she LOOK like she fucks with people!!! ]

I experienced it myself. Any more dragging of your feet you wanna do?

[reposing]

Right, because I know exactly what you're about.

[he doesn't know your life!]

Yes, absolutely. Because now I have to find someone to kiss this woman if you're being honest with me.

[bemist]

[ wow this poor unconscious woman who has someone standing right there who is like "welp guess I gotta find someone else". ]

... You're right there.

[ My dude. ]

[reposing]

What of it.

She'll be more content about it from someone else. Maybe some dashing fellow who is compensating for something.

[bemist]

Weren't you just saying you don't know how much time--

[ she stops. Pinches the bridge of her nose. ]

Never mind. You could try the seeds that shouldn't be too far from that area too, but hell if I know if they'll work on this particular case.

[reposing]

If it's a magically induced sleep, presumably her body won't perish.

[maybe. ugh. wait, maybe that's hoping too much. Fuck. Alucard frowns and closes his eyes. Maybe he should drink more before deciding.]

Is there a way to know which seeds work?

[bemist]

Should match the color of the tea she was drinking. She probably should have left at least a few drops in the cup.

[reposing]

[She should have, but as he gazes into the empty cup, he's wondering if Rosella of Daventry licks the cups clean because he doesn't see anything.

Alucard sighs.]

...Fine. Fuck this. I'll figure it out.

I appreciate your advice, regardless. [he has to KISS THE GIRL after all]

[bemist]

Glad you moved right past me fucking with you.

[ dryly. ]

[reposing]

Remains to be seen.