[He's so on edge, like a predator just waiting for a trigger to set a lethal lunge off. And she knows, deep down, that she has no right to tell him how to behave in a moment like this, not when the source of all of this, every bit of the pain and stress and misery he's chained to on a daily basis, may well be just drawing within reach of his teeth and claws. The catalyst that made his whole world go wrong was his mother's murder, but this — this is the hand that dropped the reactant, that set the crucible boiling over to begin with.
It's not just the loss of his mother. It's the loss of his own future, the loss of his father. The loss of happiness that could have been. The loss of stability, the loss of freedom. The loss of everything.
It is, perhaps, the one thing in the world that could raise Alucard's emotions so high that he would grow careless and make mistakes — and that's precisely why she fears it.]
Don't leave my side...
[Between her fingers, a small glowing ball of light forms — not unlike the fae lights they always use at the best parties — and she tosses it in the direction of the noise, seeking to illuminate the rustling.]
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[He's so on edge, like a predator just waiting for a trigger to set a lethal lunge off. And she knows, deep down, that she has no right to tell him how to behave in a moment like this, not when the source of all of this, every bit of the pain and stress and misery he's chained to on a daily basis, may well be just drawing within reach of his teeth and claws. The catalyst that made his whole world go wrong was his mother's murder, but this — this is the hand that dropped the reactant, that set the crucible boiling over to begin with.
It's not just the loss of his mother. It's the loss of his own future, the loss of his father. The loss of happiness that could have been. The loss of stability, the loss of freedom. The loss of everything.
It is, perhaps, the one thing in the world that could raise Alucard's emotions so high that he would grow careless and make mistakes — and that's precisely why she fears it.]
Don't leave my side...
[Between her fingers, a small glowing ball of light forms — not unlike the fae lights they always use at the best parties — and she tosses it in the direction of the noise, seeking to illuminate the rustling.]