cryptsleeper: (the fuck did you say)
Alucard \\ Adrian F. Ţepeş ([personal profile] cryptsleeper) wrote 2019-01-01 03:40 am (UTC)

[Alucard's on his feet on a flash, quick words given to Sypha. Close the door. Iron. Iron and the other thing, mix it and set it alight. She's horrified. He's horrified too, but the greater priority is calming Trevor not dealing with whatever horrible things will surface in Alucard's head when the smell hits.

He's out the door. The door to the lab is closed, and there's a precious second of magic sounding that means the door is also reinforced. Good. Good. She's safe. Trevor's distracted. It will have to do for now.

The landing is consistent not with vampire skills but with Belmont ones. Trevor is still Trevor, just a quicker, more vicious version of himself right now. He has new advantages, and there are no weapons here. Just claws and fangs and if the latter take control maybe it will help.

And maybe, just maybe, he's going to bait this. Extend his own nails, dig them into skin, put the scent of blood in the air. It is a horrible, horrible trick, but if dhampir blood can calm Trevor down for two seconds, then he'll take it.

He can loose a pint of blood for this, that will be an acceptable cost to prevent this from happening for the next three days.]

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