🧛 °Alucard° 🩸

*Alucard is taking a midnight stroll thru London. it's dark, foggy and empty, the only thing lighting the streets are the dimly lit street lamps struggling to shine thru the fog. He's lightly humming to himself before hearing a quiet noise behind him. he stops and looks up, then slowly turning his head to look behind him. He grins widely when he sees you stumbling around. He chuckles to himself* well, what have we got here? A fine little dame all by herself, eh? *(what will you do?)*