[They go back to the estate, laden with paper. It is impossible to tell the mood, for the amount of whiplash between dire seriousness and horrible dark jokes has yet to settle. All that can be said is that there is real relief in returning back to Sypha. She's been doing experiments of her own in that lab, and so she shares everything while Alucard makes dinner, books and paper aside for the time being.
(They are beginning to run low on a few things. He'll go out tomorrow and fix that.)
Sypha's discoveries dovetail into new theories about who it may be that resides in the home the mirror is set on. Among the many notes in that lab, a list of other vampires was discovered. Walter's victims, the hand Leon's rather than Mathias'. It is a fantastic thing, it allows them to narrow down who it is they could be against. The Belmont list of active vampires is likely helpful enough.
The boys do not share their information back until after dinner. While Alucard's doing the dishes, because he can explain and cut in even as he is distracted with the art of scrubbing. Sypha's face grows dark at each new additional horror of the castle, and it is agreed that the thing must be destroyed. Tomorrow, when there's more daylight to make sure it's wrecked properly. Alucard registers no protest.
Night falls. He sits with his father's notes, everything spread out. The ones from the basement, they're the ones with no order. He has to start with those, they're the bigger challenge, and he stares down at them for what feels like ages until a scrap of writing in the lower right corner catches his eye. It isn't notation. It's as much an entry of a journal as anything else.
That's the order. Find the narrative. And so he begins to shuffle the papers around as quietly as he can. Sypha's already dozed off. Trevor's not, and not inclined to after today, but there is respect for well earned quiet.]
no subject
(They are beginning to run low on a few things. He'll go out tomorrow and fix that.)
Sypha's discoveries dovetail into new theories about who it may be that resides in the home the mirror is set on. Among the many notes in that lab, a list of other vampires was discovered. Walter's victims, the hand Leon's rather than Mathias'. It is a fantastic thing, it allows them to narrow down who it is they could be against. The Belmont list of active vampires is likely helpful enough.
The boys do not share their information back until after dinner. While Alucard's doing the dishes, because he can explain and cut in even as he is distracted with the art of scrubbing. Sypha's face grows dark at each new additional horror of the castle, and it is agreed that the thing must be destroyed. Tomorrow, when there's more daylight to make sure it's wrecked properly. Alucard registers no protest.
Night falls. He sits with his father's notes, everything spread out. The ones from the basement, they're the ones with no order. He has to start with those, they're the bigger challenge, and he stares down at them for what feels like ages until a scrap of writing in the lower right corner catches his eye. It isn't notation. It's as much an entry of a journal as anything else.
That's the order. Find the narrative. And so he begins to shuffle the papers around as quietly as he can. Sypha's already dozed off. Trevor's not, and not inclined to after today, but there is respect for well earned quiet.]