[There's practically nothing in the bucket. Nothing after the water seemed to turn red every other time. It is so wild to witness that, as wild as any of the other transformations that have happened. And the satisfaction of the Belmont is not covered in blood, Alucard moves everything away and gestures to Sypha. Trevor's not walking. Not right now.]
You'd have to look hard for evidence, at least.
[This very much has happened. They're all defined by their scars, the physical and otherwise. Alucard sees the patch of grey as he lifts Trevor into his arms, and that patch means that one day, when so much more time has passed, they will play that old game and put all of this to rest once and for all.
He stands. Trevor's much too light. There's less of him, which would be an upsetting thought on any day but today. There's less of him, but he is more whole than he has been for over a week.]
Sypha, can you operate the mirror and then take him? I have to undo most of the defenses remotely.
[ The worst of the pain is starting to fade now, and it's pleasant to know that it won't be returning again at midnight. It's pleasant to know a lot of things. That he can sleep in the same bed as the two of them again is the one he's focusing on right now, because sleeping sounds just wonderful. It's going to be his activity of choice for the next week at least. And he absolutely intends to abuse his 'I almost died' privileges to force the both of them to join him.
He sinks against Alucard, and he feels very small right now, but it's not too much of a problem. This is okay. Everything is okay. Sypha's at the mirror now, and they're all going to be home, and by the time he wakes they'll be together again where they belong. ]
Alucard.
[ His voice is quiet, and it sounds like he's about to continue but doesn't, which is generally a sure sign that he's going to ask for something. ]
[He's not sure where this will go. All Alucard knows right now is that there is too light a weight in his arms and that he hates it, but he hates it least out of literally everything that has been forced upon them last week.
There's things to pack. He has to put Trevor down in a moment or two, because Home will freak out at them if Alucard doesn't drop all the protections of it first. (He has to get the doors to response to Sypha and Trevor. It's been on the to do list for a while, admittedly.)]
Good medical practice. My mother would yell at me otherwise.
[They're at the mirror now. Sypha has it looking outside at the castle, the castle that's hidden as just a group of trees right now. Alucard needs both hands to undo everything, and so that means for the time being, Trevor must be on the ground.
As he's lowered, Alucard presses an all too tender kiss to Trevor's forehead.]
[Alucard begins to dismiss everything that has cloaked the castle and kept it safe. It knows him even from this terrible distance. It warms to all those commands, because them being given is a sign of homecoming. Life again.
As Alucard does so, something strikes him. And there's a terrible laugh for it.]
[ Sypha bends to support him - and shit, that's a sign that he's lost a lot of weight, that she can manage to do that unaided. ]
I'd say I'll be there to welcome you when you're back, but I don't love you that much. I'll be sleeping. I'll see you sometime tomorrow afternoon at best.
[That's a command. And a request. And it's all followed up with a very soft kiss to Trevor's lips before the last bit of the castle's protections are undone. The door even opens for the two, and it is waiting. Anticipating. It wants them home as badly as all three of them want to be there.
So they go first. Alucard is, as always it seems, left behind to clean up the old place. The directive is not as dire as before, the estate resets itself after all, but he still has to gather up their things. He goes back to fetch the sapphire stone first, and he wraps it up carefully in all the bandages and soft cloths that never got used in aid of Trevor. The medical kit comes with him too, and it's deposited in front of the mirror.
Everything that's in the lab comes next. His father's notes. All of the equipment brought from home and used in aid of Trevor's healing. Back into their boxes. Back next to the mirror again.
Their clothes, their weapons, and Alucard hisses as he has to touch both Vampire Killer and the Morning Star in order to pack them away in a clothes trunk. Hurts, hurts a lot, but the Morning Star is not as bad as he imagined. (Mathias's blood, he thinks idly. Enid would have a theory.)
Everthing goes through the mirror. He leaves it on the doorstep, and he waits until Sypha sticks her head out and sees everything there that he dismisses the mirror in full. The only thing he has not sent through the mirror beside himself is the Crimson Stone, the horse, and the dog. (He is unsure if the dog can leave the premises. If he cannot, then Alucard shall come back every so often.)
He packs the mirror last of all, and then goes for the poor horse they took in ages ago. He's grown not quite fat, but he looks better than he did. He doesn't spook when Alucard approaches, and they leave the estate quietly. It is midday when they do, and there is...well. Alucard's feelings shall settle soon.
He walks the horse to the nearest farm. There's another horse in the field, grazing, so that's where this noble thing shall go too. And then, the Crimson Stone tucked in Alucard's pocket, the mirror on his back, all other things now departed, Alucard too returns home, riding an arc of light and energy that he does not feel, but knows is a proper herald for the days of summer that lie ahead.]
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You'd have to look hard for evidence, at least.
[This very much has happened. They're all defined by their scars, the physical and otherwise. Alucard sees the patch of grey as he lifts Trevor into his arms, and that patch means that one day, when so much more time has passed, they will play that old game and put all of this to rest once and for all.
He stands. Trevor's much too light. There's less of him, which would be an upsetting thought on any day but today. There's less of him, but he is more whole than he has been for over a week.]
Sypha, can you operate the mirror and then take him? I have to undo most of the defenses remotely.
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He sinks against Alucard, and he feels very small right now, but it's not too much of a problem. This is okay. Everything is okay. Sypha's at the mirror now, and they're all going to be home, and by the time he wakes they'll be together again where they belong. ]
Alucard.
[ His voice is quiet, and it sounds like he's about to continue but doesn't, which is generally a sure sign that he's going to ask for something. ]
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[He's not sure where this will go. All Alucard knows right now is that there is too light a weight in his arms and that he hates it, but he hates it least out of literally everything that has been forced upon them last week.
There's things to pack. He has to put Trevor down in a moment or two, because Home will freak out at them if Alucard doesn't drop all the protections of it first. (He has to get the doors to response to Sypha and Trevor. It's been on the to do list for a while, admittedly.)]
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[ That's the closest he's going to get in a long time to admitting that the dregs of the fear are still very much there. ]
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[He isn't.]
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[ It's fond, and he's not smiling, but there's a normalcy to that insult that they've not had for a little while. ]
Humor me. Would it wake you?
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[They're at the mirror now. Sypha has it looking outside at the castle, the castle that's hidden as just a group of trees right now. Alucard needs both hands to undo everything, and so that means for the time being, Trevor must be on the ground.
As he's lowered, Alucard presses an all too tender kiss to Trevor's forehead.]
It would. In an instant.
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Because I'm that fucking tired. I think I could.
[ And with that, he just watches as Alucard dispels all of the many, many magics that protect the castle. Home. They'll all be home so soon. ]
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[Alucard begins to dismiss everything that has cloaked the castle and kept it safe. It knows him even from this terrible distance. It warms to all those commands, because them being given is a sign of homecoming. Life again.
As Alucard does so, something strikes him. And there's a terrible laugh for it.]
Nine days. Third multiple of three.
[It's fucking ridiculous.]
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[ Bible Facts with Trevor Belmont. ]
Which sounds poetic as fuck, except it doesn't fit at all.
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[Okay this sounds stupid, and that means everything needs to come to a TOTAL PAUSE.]
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[ Wow rude Alucard you were the one who made this into weird superstitious magic bullshit. ]
Only fucking thing I know about things that take nine days.
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[He just sighs. And Sypha laughs because if there is any greater sign of things being normal again, then here they are.]
We'll have this discussion later.
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I'd say I'll be there to welcome you when you're back, but I don't love you that much. I'll be sleeping. I'll see you sometime tomorrow afternoon at best.
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[That's a command. And a request. And it's all followed up with a very soft kiss to Trevor's lips before the last bit of the castle's protections are undone. The door even opens for the two, and it is waiting. Anticipating. It wants them home as badly as all three of them want to be there.
So they go first. Alucard is, as always it seems, left behind to clean up the old place. The directive is not as dire as before, the estate resets itself after all, but he still has to gather up their things. He goes back to fetch the sapphire stone first, and he wraps it up carefully in all the bandages and soft cloths that never got used in aid of Trevor. The medical kit comes with him too, and it's deposited in front of the mirror.
Everything that's in the lab comes next. His father's notes. All of the equipment brought from home and used in aid of Trevor's healing. Back into their boxes. Back next to the mirror again.
Their clothes, their weapons, and Alucard hisses as he has to touch both Vampire Killer and the Morning Star in order to pack them away in a clothes trunk. Hurts, hurts a lot, but the Morning Star is not as bad as he imagined. (Mathias's blood, he thinks idly. Enid would have a theory.)
Everthing goes through the mirror. He leaves it on the doorstep, and he waits until Sypha sticks her head out and sees everything there that he dismisses the mirror in full. The only thing he has not sent through the mirror beside himself is the Crimson Stone, the horse, and the dog. (He is unsure if the dog can leave the premises. If he cannot, then Alucard shall come back every so often.)
He packs the mirror last of all, and then goes for the poor horse they took in ages ago. He's grown not quite fat, but he looks better than he did. He doesn't spook when Alucard approaches, and they leave the estate quietly. It is midday when they do, and there is...well. Alucard's feelings shall settle soon.
He walks the horse to the nearest farm. There's another horse in the field, grazing, so that's where this noble thing shall go too. And then, the Crimson Stone tucked in Alucard's pocket, the mirror on his back, all other things now departed, Alucard too returns home, riding an arc of light and energy that he does not feel, but knows is a proper herald for the days of summer that lie ahead.]