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"It’s true, whether you like it or not!" She giggles
minaharkersghost asked: "Hold me?" Mina looks sad, sitting in the windowsill. "I was dead this morning, and I still don't feel right.."
"Not on the windowsill. I’m not exactly a lightweight and me sitting on there will probably kill you again. Come here." He sits on the sofa, patting the open spot next to him. "What happened?"
He’s woken up by the coming dawn (thank instincts for that) and by the sounds coming from Mina. He gets up, rearranges his suit to look less rumpled and whatnot, and walks over to the window, looking outside before looking back at her.
"Oh, geez." Harley now stares at her crying form. It’s awkward - he doesn’t like women crying and the fact that it’s his fault makes it even WORSE. Harley draws the curtains then goes over and puts a hand on her shoulder. "Mina. Mina, stop crying, it’s alright." Maybe. Harley wipes the tears away with a gentle finger and sighs. "I’m sorry."
Mina opens her eyes as he touches her, looking a bit lost. She had not been aware he’d been there, and the way he looked at her worried her.
"Harley?" She closes her eyes again as he strokes her cheek, and she brings her own hand- warm once again, to cover his. "Oh, don;t look at me that way Darling.. it isn’t because of you." Her voice is soft and full of sadness, but it is also reassuring in a strange way.
"You don’t have to be sorry.. I shouldn’t drink so much." She takes a deep breath, calming herself from the riot inside that death always caused. Her fingers lightly stroke the hair at his temple, and she just watches him a moment, her face thoughtful. "Really, love, it’s not your fault."
She looks to the grey light peeking thinly around the curtains, her face adopting a special concern for him.
"It’s getting late though, and believe it or not, I’m exhausted. Want to go curl up and fall asleep watching cartoons?"
the-crimson-fucker asked: (Seishi) I never got to say goodbye
Please do not weep for me.
I remember how we used to sit and talk, and you would tell me of your adventures. I rarely spoke of mine, because they seemed to make you sad, and so when I found the end to my curse, I could not call.
Cherish the time we had, friend, but do not be sad. I learned a great many things during my time here, and what lies beyond the veil of death is just another adventure.
the-crimson-fucker asked: (Alucard)I never got to say goodbye
I know how this must hurt you, finding out this way, but you must understand~ I could no longer endure this endless existence.
I wish we had spent more time together. Oh, I know I was distant; a century of watching everyone I know and love die had made me distant.
Do not weep for me, my sweet Prince. I am one with the Mists now.
minaharkersghost asked: Mina gives a small squeal of surprise as she pulls open her bed curtains to find Harley, unashamedly nude, passed out among her pillows. "How did you get in!" She gasps, taking off her robe and covering him with it. (Meme)
Harley hears the squeal, half asleep, and yawns in response. He rolls over (exposing more of himself as the robe drops) and curls up, responding with a half-asleep drawl, “You invited me in, sweetheart~”
Mina has to try very hard not to chuckle as he speaks, and she breaks into a wide smile, tickling his ribs as he laughs.
"No, I shall stay. I like talking with you. You’re smart, and you know how to be just enough of a cad to make me smile!" She rolls him then, laying along his side, propping herself up with her arm outstretched to the bed beside him.
"I’m really not sure I want to hear about it, now!” she chaffs, kissing him sweetly, her curls tickling his cheeks. “You’re lucky I just finished with the last two you brought me, though I did have to dye them a darker black to cover what bloodstains I could not get out.”
Harley bats the hands away and smiles. “Good. I want you to stay. I like you laying around like a little minx.” He kisses her back and fondles one of her breasts while he’s at it. “‘Cad’, hmm? Care to revise that just a little, hun?”
He’s pleasantly surprised at the news of the suits. “You didn’t have to dye them. I have plenty of money to buy a new suit, you know. Now I feel bad. I should probably get something for you now…diamond studded collar?” He’s slightly serious about that. He doesn’t want her going off and getting bitten by some strange vampire.
Mina gives a little gasp of appreciation as his cold hands roam her skin, and she nips his lip, pressing her length more fully against him.
“You know I tease..” Her answer is little more than a moan, and she looks into his eyes as he speaks of getting her a collar again.
"You don’t have to do that, Darling," she purrs, moving more fully atop him, pulling the covers over them both. "I’m a tailor, it’s what I do.. and what is it with you wanting to put a collar on me?" a little giggle again, and the perfume of her warm skin and hair as her soft attentions continue with more playful kisses down his neck. "Are you going to chain me up and keep me as a pet?"