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[Kira just runs a hand through his hair as he sucks in a breath, letting it out slowly.]

Yeah man, you don't have to explain yourself to me. Don't worry about it. I'm just glad to help you, man.

[He waved a hand at that, certainly not making it out as if this were a favor for Alucard. Nah, it was more like... hanging out with your buddy and drinking together. Except your buddy needs to drink your blood to drink with you.]

[That does make him smile a little. Not unlike before, Alucard is still a bit of a lightweight.]

You are much kinder than you make yourself out to be.

[He finally sits down on the bed next to Kira, getting comfortable.]

Your secret's safe with me.

[Kira snorts at that, shaking his head. He certainly didn't feel any kinder.]

Nah, I'm just lonely. It's kinda nice to have someone to chill with, even if you're waaay more straightedge than I'm used to.

[Alucard hums a moment, reaching up and tracing his finger over Kira's ear.]

Are you lonely? [He sounds a little surprised to hear that.]

Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

[He furrows his brows a little in something like confusion. He guessed he did kind of give off that vibe like he's an island, not needing anyone.]

I guess I'd be lonely at home too, but. It just feels so much worse out here, so far from Earth that I can't even see it.

I don't know how I feel about being here.

[Alucard shrugs and leans a little against Kira.]

But I don't mind you. I know I'm not very fun, though.

[Kira got that. It was still weird here. Like, he wasn't worried really, about being stuck in space, he was just longing for home. Longing for a home he knew that he could never return to.]

You're fun enough.

[It's said with a smile on his face, anyway.]

And more than that, you know me better than pretty much anyone else here. And you still don't mind me. So that's nice, too.

Don't lie. [Alucard chuckles, sounding more and more relaxed as it goes on.]

Despite what a scoundrel you are, you treat me more humanely than half the people in this place. [The way he says scoundrel doesn't sound serious.]

[He laughs a little back, just finishing off his bottle and going for another one.]

That's... really a shame. But I expect it too, I guess. People can be prejudiced to beings of legend.

[Hence being Kira and not being Lucifer. He knew what they would say, do, how they would treat him differently.]

Man, sorry people are being such shit to you. Like don't you have enough shit to worry about?

I'm on a time restriction. That plagues me every day.

So I'm trying to run things smoothly as possible, ensure the clinic is functional, and make sure I'm ready when I get back to Wallachia, and I. [Alucard scowls, and says with his distinct posh voice:] I get shit for what I am.

I never forced anyone to help me, they volunteered. Humans are so petty.

But you-- you love them, don't you? [He doesn't sound bothered, but more like he's trying to understand.]

[Kira nods at that, turning his head a little to look in Alucard's direction, despite them being kind of leaning on each other.He can't help but laugh when Alucard says shit though. Right in his especially Victorian-sounding voice. So good. Excellent.]

...I do.

[Humans were petty. They were prejudiced, stupid, selfish, and so many other things. But Kira loved them. Lucifer too, but Kira most especially.]

Some of them are bad, but they've such a capacity for love and forgiveness, as well. None of the shackles and rigidity of the Heavens, no twisted malice of Hell. Every human an individual.

[Of course Lucifer would love humanity. Somehow, that should not surprise him, enjoying the complexities of them.]

Do you think... they are worth saving, then?

I do.

[That one comes with no hesitance, easily.]

I sacrificed everything for them once before. And I'd do it again.

[That part comes out a little more strained. He had sacrificed it all for humanity. For freedom. To overthrow God and the militant regime of angels who were poised to destroy all of existence over something as petty as 'sin'.

He had to give up his human life, his human father, he had to allow his only love to remain shackled for an indeterminate amount of time, far from reach, and had to kill his one true friend. It wasn't easy, but it was what had to be done.]

Are you unsure?

[Wordlessly, Alucard moves away from Kira. He stands up, shrugging off his coat. Reaching down, he's pulling off his tunic.

It's not really meant to be an appealing show; instead, Alucard bares himself, the enormous wound on his chest, barely scabbed over.]

My human mother was a doctor. She wanted to help other people, so she learned from my father, who had information from across the world. Science further than anything else that could exist at the time.

The humans thanked her by burning her at the stake. She begged me not to hurt them, to be better than them.

My father did not take her death well, and promises to kill them all the following year. I tried to stop him. [With a wince, he places his fingers over his wound.] So he struck me.

Then I woke up here.

I know people who are kind, who are sweet, who remind me of how good my mother was. Then there are others that remind me of how cruel they can be. I know I have no choice either way.

You said I could avoid prophecy. But I cannot.

[Kira regards Alucard fondly. Even though it is a sad story, and it is, he can't help but regard him that way. He was not too unlike a human either. Stuck in the duality between good and evil that never really existed, that was only relative.]

You do come from a time of great human turmoil. I know many who have been executed in the same way, and for similar reasons. It is not an easy time to come from.

[So Alucard had a year in his time, to prevent his father from killing all of humanity. He's not sure if that were more prophecy or the bluster of a vain man.]

What will your choice be? I wonder.

My choice is set in stone.

[Alucard thinks of the story from the Speakers. That alone was not the reason why he was certain, but it certainly did reinforce what he would do.]

No matter how I might feel, my mother loved humanity's potential. If nothing else, I would do it for her memory.

[Kira is quiet for a moment then, thinking on that. Alucard was going to fight for humanity, for his mother's sake. He nods after a moment, seeming pretty satisfied with that answer. Even if humanity isn't great to him, he won't let it die out. At least, not this time.]

Hey, if you ever have a hard time with it all, remember that your mother wasn't the only one like her. And won't be, in the future. Humans who will see you and others like you for who you are, not what you are.

[He pauses for a moment then, rubbing at his chin.]

I never told you about my father, did I? Well, Kira's father. Your story of your mother reminds me of him, and of why I chose to stay... as Kira... for a little longer.

[Slowly, Alucard goes to sit next to Kira once again. He isn't sure that he quite agrees with Kira, but he doesn't vocalize it.

Instead, he wants to understand how much he loves the humans.]

No. But I would listen. [The voice is more encouraging than usual, definitely not really sober anymore.]

[Kira leans on Alucar just as soon as he can, feeling pretty comfortable with him like this. He wonders for a moment how it must be for Alucard, who is only 19, with a possible eternity ahead of him. How long it has been since Lucifer was actually so young. He must have also felt that those years of his life would never end, that everything would be the same forever.]

Kira was only seven years old, when his mother and he died. It was a car crash. She was gone instantly, but he hung on, long enough to make a deal with me.

"What would you do", I asked him, "If you were to live through this?"

He told me he wanted to read, and that he wanted his father to hate him. Because he would die young, even if I were to take his body, and he didn't want his father to have to suffer the loss of another loved one.

[Kira looked up to Alucard then, still leaning on him a little.]

Oh, I did it all. I'm the Devil, you know? Drinking, smoking, drugs, sleeping around, sometimes with prostitutes, even. Joined a gang, got into fights with him as often as I could. I even confessed to a murder, and when he came to see me in a cell, I told him his son was dead.

He was dead and I was a monster who took his place. Because it was true, and because I hoped it would hurt enough to get him away. He had a business trip in Hong Kong, and Tokyo was going to be destroyed... Found him lying in the rubble a few hours later. He'd canceled his flight because he 'had a feeling that if he went he'd never see his son again.'

[Kira seemed a little stiff at that, and wiped at his face, DEFINITELY not crying.]

Stupid, right?

Ten years and I fuckin' go soft. Keepin' a buncha druggies alive, tryin' to save my human father. It ain't even like I got laid out of it.

[Despite his inebriation, Alucard listens diligently, his golden eyes wide and curious. As the story goes, his expression softens more.

He has so many questions about Kira, but the more he hears, the more he feels like he understands.

Gently, he presses his palm to Kira's cheek and presses his lips to his temple.]

You're so sentimental. [The words are not out of criticism, but softness, almost admiration.]

Ey!

[Kira protests, but not like... physically. He lets it happen but pipes up as if he minded. It's obvious he doesn't.]

You'd be sentimental too, if it was the first time you'd felt anything in centuries!

I imagine you're probably right.

[Still, Alucard is smiling warmly at Kira, almost as if he's a little proud of him.]

I'm glad you had that. Even just for awhile.

[Kira sighs at that, pouting a little. Alucard had gotten into his big gooey warm center. Gross.]

It was nice. Was kinda hoping to keep it up for a bit, while I was here. [He pauses, raking a hand through his hair as he dispels his glamour, four black wings manifesting at his back as his hair grows a couple of inches. It's obvious that his face is a little older, more tired, and there's a large, dark scar over his left eye.]

When I go back- if I go back- it's back to the pit for me.

[Seeing the glamour fade willingly is odd, but mesmerizing as the wings unfurl, hair grows out, and the way he looks so much more tired. Aged.

Alucard places his hand to Lucifer's wrist.]

Is there a need for you to?

['Is there a need for you to?' A good question. He's debated simply not going back, of course.]

Yes. There's nothing left in the material world for me. Besides, I think I'll need to put the Satans back in line.

There is much to clean up after a bloody revolution.

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