[Soup solves every problem, it's a fact of life. Alucard's quiet as he stands up to go chop vegetables, the words Trevor said bringing forth a thought he hasn't considered in a very long time.
There were long twilights in the year or so before his mother died that the two would sit and talk. Usually about her work, but it would veer into discussions of strange and terrifying treatments that ran the risk of not working, and soft little admissions that these were never the first time that something so wild and terrifying had been doe.
The sun is why Alucard's mind goes back to those moments now. The night that his mother admitted that neither she nor his father knew if sunlight would be safe for Alucard, and the sheer terror of how to even remotely try to find that out without death being the result.
It gets a heavy sigh out of him. This is dhampirism in a new way. A much worse way.]
We have a few hours before that. And more after.
[He also has a theory about how this is going to end up playing out, based on how the estate behaves.]
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There were long twilights in the year or so before his mother died that the two would sit and talk. Usually about her work, but it would veer into discussions of strange and terrifying treatments that ran the risk of not working, and soft little admissions that these were never the first time that something so wild and terrifying had been doe.
The sun is why Alucard's mind goes back to those moments now. The night that his mother admitted that neither she nor his father knew if sunlight would be safe for Alucard, and the sheer terror of how to even remotely try to find that out without death being the result.
It gets a heavy sigh out of him. This is dhampirism in a new way. A much worse way.]
We have a few hours before that. And more after.
[He also has a theory about how this is going to end up playing out, based on how the estate behaves.]