cryptsleeper: (plz say again?)
Alucard \\ Adrian F. Ţepeş ([personal profile] cryptsleeper) wrote 2019-01-10 03:01 am (UTC)

[Trevor, that just makes the vampire sad. There's just a soft sigh at that revelation, the you were a mess sigh that he's made before. It's probably felt just as much as heard.

So inside they go. Up too many stairs, into the lab Alucard knows will bear exactly what's needed.

Everything in there is ordered. Stately. Glittering brass instruments sit with thin layers of dust visible if you look at the light just right, there's locked cabinets, there's a work bench in the center of the room with stools all around it. To Trevor, Alucard gestures him towards that center workbench.

He hasn't been in here since...everything. It still smells like her if Alucard pays close enough attention, and he does. But that's a smell drowned out by opening a dusty cabinet of medical supplies, and he comes away with supplies needed to put and hold bone in place. He's weighted down with supplies by the time he's standing next to Trevor again.]


Wrist down on the surface.

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