Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24217012-20170502195041/@comment-24852191-20170503152941


 * Dr. Hastings finishes bandaging her arm.

Dr. Hastings: There you should be good now.


 * Alucard phases through the wall of the infermary. He doesn't have his glasses or hat on. Hastings jumps slightly.

Dr. Hastings: I wish you wouldn't do that.


 * He turns and grabs the bloody cravat off of the table and throws it to Alucard.

Dr. Hastings: Well, I suppose you would be wanting this back.


 * Alucard plucks it out of the air.

Alucard: Thank you, but I already have one.


 * The cravat disappears into thin air as he grins devilishly. Hastings rolls his eye and goes about his business.