♰ 1 ; Dream

[hellsingmaster]

Warnings: Confusion, anxiety, anticipation
Effects: Feelings of fear, shock, horror
Privacy: none

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[candidate_no_12]

(Oh, now_she has done it. Wrath has been starting to make progress with shedding his nature--but now, watching the dream of blood in the snow, the familiar, predictable din of carnage, the woman warrior mercilessly cutting down the enemy, her soldiers putting the lances upright and suspend the impaled enemies in ordered rows, the blood of the enemy soaking her armor, and to all appearances, reveling in the destruction, whispering something he cannot understand but the emotion around it is electric--)

(Her_wrath_ignites his own, and he is so taken with the dream that it takes him several moments to realize after the dream has run its course that the dreamer is a different woman--blonde, with spectacles, dark complexion. He ponders--and then inquires.)

Is that woman in the dream you, young lady?

(Of course, his blood heated, his soul woken up again, he is more brusque than he probably should be with this woman.)

[hellsingmaster]

I most decidedly hope not.

[candidate_no_12]

(Wrath observes that the woman has a confident smile, a definitive and immovable presence. The individual speaking with him is as formidable in character as the one in the dream.)

Ah? Then who is it?

(Still much too brusque.)

[hellsingmaster]

[You better believe it.]

Someone upon whom I have little care to dwell.

[She matches his roughness tone for tone. She's a Hellsing, after all.]