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crack_van2009-10-15 08:25 pm
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Highlander/Hellsing (R)
Title: Six Thousands years in...
Pairing: Methos/Alucard (sort of)
Author on LJ: Sakiku
Author Website: on ff.net
Why this must be read: The highlander fandom has so many fantastic very popular crossovers. I thought I would rec something that most people haven't heard of. The series starts with Six thousand years in a bar and is a crossover with the anime series Hellsing, but should be enjoyable even to those not familiar with Hellsing. Methos is ducking 'fledgling' vampires by slipping into a bar and meets Alucard, the arrogant master vampire who is currently under the control of the 'Hellsing organisation'. Throughout the series Alucard prowls around trying to satisfy his curiosity about the cagey immortal. They spend their time trying to outwit and intimidate each other, ending up with a strange sort of friendship, that I imagine is similar to the sort of reationship he had with Kronos.
Chuckling manically, he reached for his drink, only partially aware of the stranger next to him watching his every move with a half-lidded gaze. To think of the irony of mortals: Creating a drink with a name to entice any vampire, and then leaving out the key ingredient.
Taking another sip of his Bloody Mary, he saw the stranger’s gaze wander towards his gloved hand and the black-inked sigil on its back. Raising an eyebrow, the stranger repeated: “Very interesting fashion statement, indeed. Where did you find that design? Haven’t seen anything quite like it.”
Few mortals dared interrupt his thoughts a second time; he assumed it was some deeply ingrained instinct to avoid predators, even if they weren’t aware of it. Most of the time, his mere presence was enough to make mortals clam up like rabbits ensnared by a snake. However, this one didn’t seem to be effected. Probably too dense for that, since modern ‘civilization’ was all for ignoring those baser instincts. How quaint. Perhaps he should give this specimen a lesson, or a show, or something…
He established full eye contact and let his eyes rake across a prominent nose, high cheekbones, and a sharp chin. The Caucasian was slouching as much as the bar stool allowed, but despite the concealing coat and formless clothing beneath, he assumed that the mortal would be considered quite good-looking by his species. All the more fun to screw around with.
Licking his lips slowly, he chuckled deeply. “A gift from my Master.”
The human’s eyes widened a fraction, an almost imperceptible intake of breath as the words sunk in. Then the corners of his mouth quirked upwards. The mortal still didn’t move from his lazy sprawl, apparently not rebuffed enough to back down. “A nice change from the standard black collar, I must say. Most in those circles are rather hung-up on tradition.”
Well, well, well. An adventurous one. What an opportunity! He had absolutely no interest in the little games humans played for procreation, but it always was a good method to bring about the most embarrassment. Letting a malicious smirk spread over his face, the vampire gave the mortal a smoldering once-over.
“Special people, special restraints. Any experience on your part?”
The human’s half-lidded gaze grew even more lazy, although it stayed on the vampire’s face and hands instead of wandering lower like most of those hormone-driven pretty-boys would have done. “Maybe a few stints on both sides of the equation.”
Yes, an adventurous one. It was going to be fun to screw around with this mortal.
Pairing: Methos/Alucard (sort of)
Author on LJ: Sakiku
Author Website: on ff.net
Why this must be read: The highlander fandom has so many fantastic very popular crossovers. I thought I would rec something that most people haven't heard of. The series starts with Six thousand years in a bar and is a crossover with the anime series Hellsing, but should be enjoyable even to those not familiar with Hellsing. Methos is ducking 'fledgling' vampires by slipping into a bar and meets Alucard, the arrogant master vampire who is currently under the control of the 'Hellsing organisation'. Throughout the series Alucard prowls around trying to satisfy his curiosity about the cagey immortal. They spend their time trying to outwit and intimidate each other, ending up with a strange sort of friendship, that I imagine is similar to the sort of reationship he had with Kronos.
Chuckling manically, he reached for his drink, only partially aware of the stranger next to him watching his every move with a half-lidded gaze. To think of the irony of mortals: Creating a drink with a name to entice any vampire, and then leaving out the key ingredient.
Taking another sip of his Bloody Mary, he saw the stranger’s gaze wander towards his gloved hand and the black-inked sigil on its back. Raising an eyebrow, the stranger repeated: “Very interesting fashion statement, indeed. Where did you find that design? Haven’t seen anything quite like it.”
Few mortals dared interrupt his thoughts a second time; he assumed it was some deeply ingrained instinct to avoid predators, even if they weren’t aware of it. Most of the time, his mere presence was enough to make mortals clam up like rabbits ensnared by a snake. However, this one didn’t seem to be effected. Probably too dense for that, since modern ‘civilization’ was all for ignoring those baser instincts. How quaint. Perhaps he should give this specimen a lesson, or a show, or something…
He established full eye contact and let his eyes rake across a prominent nose, high cheekbones, and a sharp chin. The Caucasian was slouching as much as the bar stool allowed, but despite the concealing coat and formless clothing beneath, he assumed that the mortal would be considered quite good-looking by his species. All the more fun to screw around with.
Licking his lips slowly, he chuckled deeply. “A gift from my Master.”
The human’s eyes widened a fraction, an almost imperceptible intake of breath as the words sunk in. Then the corners of his mouth quirked upwards. The mortal still didn’t move from his lazy sprawl, apparently not rebuffed enough to back down. “A nice change from the standard black collar, I must say. Most in those circles are rather hung-up on tradition.”
Well, well, well. An adventurous one. What an opportunity! He had absolutely no interest in the little games humans played for procreation, but it always was a good method to bring about the most embarrassment. Letting a malicious smirk spread over his face, the vampire gave the mortal a smoldering once-over.
“Special people, special restraints. Any experience on your part?”
The human’s half-lidded gaze grew even more lazy, although it stayed on the vampire’s face and hands instead of wandering lower like most of those hormone-driven pretty-boys would have done. “Maybe a few stints on both sides of the equation.”
Yes, an adventurous one. It was going to be fun to screw around with this mortal.
Six Thousand Years in a Bar
Six Thousand Years on a Plane
Six Thousand Years in a Room
Considerably More than Six Thousand Years in Space
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