[There is strength in that voice that makes, no, demands Alucard look up at him. Alucard knows himself to be an immortal being but somehow Sol now feels so much older. And more powerful. It almost makes him afraid...
Except it's also still Sol his friend, the one who has a nasty habit of breaking strings on his violin and is unfailingly loyal. Just as he is promising to walk with him. Before a path of darkness can start to form at Alucard's feet, make him think that he shouldn't be here, Sol's already destroyed it.
He sighs softly and removes his hand. He'd been clawed fairly good, a little deep in the skin but nothing life threatening.]
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Except it's also still Sol his friend, the one who has a nasty habit of breaking strings on his violin and is unfailingly loyal. Just as he is promising to walk with him. Before a path of darkness can start to form at Alucard's feet, make him think that he shouldn't be here, Sol's already destroyed it.
He sighs softly and removes his hand. He'd been clawed fairly good, a little deep in the skin but nothing life threatening.]