[Moving through the city streets reeking of magic is a new experience. Alucard's unsure how he feels about it, every inch of his skin feeling electrified this way. It had been an experiment, one neither was sure that would work, but it had. With it had come a half attempt at a joke about anything at all, and it had fallen flat. It was just one more step to finding her, and either saving her or knowing that their failure would seal whatever fate the necromancer had in store.
Narrowing down what part of the city she was in had been easiest. Specifics, neither of them knew the exact place. They could guess at defenses and prepare best they could, and there was something worse for it: if it was to be the vampire alone, then the matter of magic was a problem. If it was to be the Belmont alone, then there could be other complications.
It was in going through more of Dracula's library that a solution had presented itself, buried in a book about remote spell casting. Using another body to cast spells, it had said, one positioned as the familiar to the other. An ideal solution, save for the demand: blood of the caster in the veins or body of the other. Because of fucking course it did, it was Dracula's library after all.
The concept was tested after a tense moment of consideration and time spent finding a syringe. Alucard was not taking blood right from a vein and hell if it was putting it in his actual blood stream. That was unsafe for a ton of reasons, but mostly because his blood type and Trevor's were not a match. His digestive system it would have to be, and it seemed to work for the spell.
Alucard had taken half of a pint before departing. Cold rage meant he didn't consider things like taste, he only regarded it as requirement. Now, right now, he felt something tug at the back of his mind. That was Trevor, and he spoke to himself.]
As you need.
[So his fingers moved without his own say so. Cast something, something that looked like a compass, and the rest of Alucard followed it. He didn't venture the question how Trevor was sure this was the right way. This relied on blind trust, trust that saw Alucard go through alleys and side streets, until he arrived at the side entrance of an unassuming house indeed.]
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Narrowing down what part of the city she was in had been easiest. Specifics, neither of them knew the exact place. They could guess at defenses and prepare best they could, and there was something worse for it: if it was to be the vampire alone, then the matter of magic was a problem. If it was to be the Belmont alone, then there could be other complications.
It was in going through more of Dracula's library that a solution had presented itself, buried in a book about remote spell casting. Using another body to cast spells, it had said, one positioned as the familiar to the other. An ideal solution, save for the demand: blood of the caster in the veins or body of the other. Because of fucking course it did, it was Dracula's library after all.
The concept was tested after a tense moment of consideration and time spent finding a syringe. Alucard was not taking blood right from a vein and hell if it was putting it in his actual blood stream. That was unsafe for a ton of reasons, but mostly because his blood type and Trevor's were not a match. His digestive system it would have to be, and it seemed to work for the spell.
Alucard had taken half of a pint before departing. Cold rage meant he didn't consider things like taste, he only regarded it as requirement. Now, right now, he felt something tug at the back of his mind. That was Trevor, and he spoke to himself.]
As you need.
[So his fingers moved without his own say so. Cast something, something that looked like a compass, and the rest of Alucard followed it. He didn't venture the question how Trevor was sure this was the right way. This relied on blind trust, trust that saw Alucard go through alleys and side streets, until he arrived at the side entrance of an unassuming house indeed.]