[In the end, Alucard's not certain that showing up in a camp of Speakers, shirtless and bleeding, is the best idea he's ever had. However, it is a better plan than showing up on the doorstep of vampires or hunters in this city, because that is pre-emptively announcing to the world that Dracula is fled from the city, and his son is laid low.
The cemetary isn't a wreck, but it'll be written off as terrible vandalism come morning. There are broken gravestones, there are graves with clawmarks scratched on them, there are signs of the fight everywhere. His mother would be horrified. The bishop's death would be more than enough for that, but the rest...his father's reaction, Alucard being stupid enough to try and fight back it's.
It's not what he can be thinking about right now. Every part of his body is trying to heal the wound, every part of his skin is refusing to do so. The first few layers of flesh, they've done it, but everything else is refusing to work. Maybe it's because of who inflicted the wounds, maybe there's no reason to it, but he needs help.
Speakers don't stay in one place for long. They help those who need it. He can ask that this not be shared.
Fuck. He must look a fright, grave dirt in his hair, shirt ripped in two, blood all down his front. A proper vampire, in all the ways that count.]
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The cemetary isn't a wreck, but it'll be written off as terrible vandalism come morning. There are broken gravestones, there are graves with clawmarks scratched on them, there are signs of the fight everywhere. His mother would be horrified. The bishop's death would be more than enough for that, but the rest...his father's reaction, Alucard being stupid enough to try and fight back it's.
It's not what he can be thinking about right now. Every part of his body is trying to heal the wound, every part of his skin is refusing to do so. The first few layers of flesh, they've done it, but everything else is refusing to work. Maybe it's because of who inflicted the wounds, maybe there's no reason to it, but he needs help.
Speakers don't stay in one place for long. They help those who need it. He can ask that this not be shared.
Fuck. He must look a fright, grave dirt in his hair, shirt ripped in two, blood all down his front. A proper vampire, in all the ways that count.]