[Perhaps it is right that this has happened, in all the horrible parallels the three of them have now become accustomed to. Two fucked up families. The unfuckening recent, and so to go over all these old wounds is to ensure that they are well and truly put to rest. Ways to ensure the past does not repeat itself.
Or else a prelude to exactly that, which is a thought Alucard refuses to entertain. They're agreed on that much: the past is gone, all else is built anew.
Besides, there's a greater logic to this. The east of Europe is settled now. Belmonts are back to enforce order, Tepes has absolutely no desire to deal with the things of the night. So west, west is where there is no order. West is where these two fucked up houses fled from. Let all the night things go home to roost.
There is no prophecy to guide, only the sense of real danger if they do not act quickly enough. Research in Leon's journals is fundamental. Alucard scrambles to get a sense of what France's current situation is like and where they must tread carefully. The estate is an old landmark for those who live near by, it seems, and considered a place to keep well away from. Good. Privacy. Or else whoever's responsible for this theft is also using the place because if you're going to re-release a hell on the west, why not spite the people involved at the start?
Alucard's other priority is ensuring home is secured in the mean time. Trevor and Sypha will go through the mirror, then he'll follow in another way so the distance mirror can be packed away and come with him. Other spell work is in place. The castle and hold are obscured: just a part of the forest now.]
That will have to do. If the place is in use by opponents, then it gives us time to consider other bases of operations.
[He's found a few abandoned spaces to make use of: a small abandoned hunting shack that was perhaps a part of a neighboring estate. Ironic, naturally, but it is well and truly abandoned and in the middle of the forest. No one will notice smoke coming from the chimney for the still cold spring nights.]
Whatever spells we break, we apply here when we return home. Better for us all.
[Safer for them all. Alucard still sleeps closest to the door. He's pressed almost too close to Sypha at night, makes a point to ensure that there's one arm resting on Trevor somewhere, because this is the kind of work that demands hardness. It needs to be tempered with affection.]
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Or else a prelude to exactly that, which is a thought Alucard refuses to entertain. They're agreed on that much: the past is gone, all else is built anew.
Besides, there's a greater logic to this. The east of Europe is settled now. Belmonts are back to enforce order, Tepes has absolutely no desire to deal with the things of the night. So west, west is where there is no order. West is where these two fucked up houses fled from. Let all the night things go home to roost.
There is no prophecy to guide, only the sense of real danger if they do not act quickly enough. Research in Leon's journals is fundamental. Alucard scrambles to get a sense of what France's current situation is like and where they must tread carefully. The estate is an old landmark for those who live near by, it seems, and considered a place to keep well away from. Good. Privacy. Or else whoever's responsible for this theft is also using the place because if you're going to re-release a hell on the west, why not spite the people involved at the start?
Alucard's other priority is ensuring home is secured in the mean time. Trevor and Sypha will go through the mirror, then he'll follow in another way so the distance mirror can be packed away and come with him. Other spell work is in place. The castle and hold are obscured: just a part of the forest now.]
That will have to do. If the place is in use by opponents, then it gives us time to consider other bases of operations.
[He's found a few abandoned spaces to make use of: a small abandoned hunting shack that was perhaps a part of a neighboring estate. Ironic, naturally, but it is well and truly abandoned and in the middle of the forest. No one will notice smoke coming from the chimney for the still cold spring nights.]
Whatever spells we break, we apply here when we return home. Better for us all.
[Safer for them all. Alucard still sleeps closest to the door. He's pressed almost too close to Sypha at night, makes a point to ensure that there's one arm resting on Trevor somewhere, because this is the kind of work that demands hardness. It needs to be tempered with affection.]