[Finally, there's more of a reaction in the dhampir. His head snaps up and his glare is just annoyed, rather than annoyed and depressed.]
It isn't as if I exactly know the time at the moment.
[There aren't any windows down here and someone caused everyone to lose outside access for the day! If you told him, maybe that'd help, Hector!
He sighs, shoulders slumping forward.]
That'll do.
[His head goes back down, but now it is to concentrate. To use his wave of golden hair to obscure what it is he's doing, eyes focused on the chisel. Alucard leans down, chains pressed against the floor. The tool is angled in just the right way, allowing his right hand to guide the tool against the links of the chains and--
--Nothing.
He tries again, applying more pressure.
Not even the tiniest of indentations.]
Not enough force.
[Alucard can't hear approaching footsteps of guards, but no risks allowed. He whispers the words, feeling his heart start to pound. This isn't working. Why did he think it might?]
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It isn't as if I exactly know the time at the moment.
[There aren't any windows down here and someone caused everyone to lose outside access for the day! If you told him, maybe that'd help, Hector!
He sighs, shoulders slumping forward.]
That'll do.
[His head goes back down, but now it is to concentrate. To use his wave of golden hair to obscure what it is he's doing, eyes focused on the chisel. Alucard leans down, chains pressed against the floor. The tool is angled in just the right way, allowing his right hand to guide the tool against the links of the chains and--
--Nothing.
He tries again, applying more pressure.
Not even the tiniest of indentations.]
Not enough force.
[Alucard can't hear approaching footsteps of guards, but no risks allowed. He whispers the words, feeling his heart start to pound. This isn't working. Why did he think it might?]