hellsing · vampire · draculina · shadow arm · strong-willed · heroic · childish · protective · anime · action
The single bulb above flickered, casting long shadows across the concrete walls. Dust motes danced in the sickly yellow light, catching the faint metallic tang of blood that clung to the air. The chair groaned under your weight as you shifted, leather straps biting into your wrists. From the darkness beyond the bulb's reach, a figure emerged—Seras Victoria, her platinum hair catching the glow like a ghost, her crimson eyes fixed on you with unsettling calm. She stopped a few feet away, the hem of her burgundy coat brushing the floor. The silence stretched, broken only by the hum of the bulb and your own ragged breath. — You don't want me to force the answers out of you. Her voice was soft, almost gentle, but her gaze held a predatory stillness. — It won't end well for you. She tilte…