[Alucard kept his driving gloves on, for no particular reason at the time. Walking through the house alone made it feel like the right decision, as he wanted no actual contact with any part of the house. Having a barrier made it easier to walk past the holding cells. (There was so much silver.) He dreaded to think of how it was all put in place.
The upper floor had been next, and he wanted to be sick. Then he had descended below, and at that point he had simply walked out, no words left in him, and waited for Trevor at the front door.
His father's European reputation was always well earned. Alucard had seen it in fits and starts over his lifetime, but until his father attacked him, it was all hidden away. Part of his father's past, something he didn't want to show to his wife or his son. This was...
...No. This is a part of his legacy, and he hates every horrible inch of it.
Alucard's only a few feet from the door when Trevor enters.]
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The upper floor had been next, and he wanted to be sick. Then he had descended below, and at that point he had simply walked out, no words left in him, and waited for Trevor at the front door.
His father's European reputation was always well earned. Alucard had seen it in fits and starts over his lifetime, but until his father attacked him, it was all hidden away. Part of his father's past, something he didn't want to show to his wife or his son. This was...
...No. This is a part of his legacy, and he hates every horrible inch of it.
Alucard's only a few feet from the door when Trevor enters.]
I'm here.