[Sleep. Sleep. It felt so welcoming now that he was bundled and feeling the warmth of that body against his glacial flesh was a thing of assuage. Of heaven. Abomination.. could he really. The more he touched and spoke with this so-called man of the cloth, he began to question what his eyes beheld that day he saw his mouth covered in blood and in the arms of that Devil Nosferatu. Maxwell lulled his head to the side, tucking at Abel's neck, attempting to recall the filthy assailant.]
Hel... It was.. Hellsing... That.. blasted merc.. enary..
[Like Hell did he know the disgusting frog's name, he was unaware they had turned him into a bloody freak as well. Not that he was surprised, everyone became damned the moment they associated with those heathens.]
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Date: 2010-02-01 03:32 am (UTC)Hel... It was.. Hellsing... That.. blasted merc.. enary..
[Like Hell did he know the disgusting frog's name, he was unaware they had turned him into a bloody freak as well. Not that he was surprised, everyone became damned the moment they associated with those heathens.]