[ A week. That's what the Belmont name was worth. A week.
Better than nothing.
The incident with the demon car had him more shaken than anything else. It was so mundane. So stupid. He'd prepared for all manner of terrible things and what had happened in the end was the most normal thing that could ever happen. And it had been aimed at Sypha.
The rest, the rest is business as usual. He doesn't have clean and dirty clothes anymore, he has inside clothes and outside clothes, and one collection of clothes is covered in dry blood and the other is not. They've not really had the luxury of time for laundry day. Right now, it's inside clothes. Today has been dedicated to recovering from yestderday's beatings and tracking everything more than it has been actively going out and getting things under control, and the library is full of those ugly, ugly maps of his, all covered in salt and sand and measuring how absolutely fucked they are in a thousand different metrics. The hunters of Garden District's churches have fallen silent and he can't find them. Florence is there, picking up the slack. Lakeview is, as always, safe enough in the hands of the women of the Holy Trinity Cathedral. Katerina is with Agnes, moving between districts to move supplies and information between groups of hunters that have never traditionally worked together. ]
Garden District's likely to be struck hard tonight. Tanti's headed there now to find out more, but the hunters have either warded themselves from me or they're dead. Without anyone to stop an attack-
[ He says it as he enters the office as if he were telling Alucard about the weather. They can deal with how horrifying this is later. ]
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Better than nothing.
The incident with the demon car had him more shaken than anything else. It was so mundane. So stupid. He'd prepared for all manner of terrible things and what had happened in the end was the most normal thing that could ever happen. And it had been aimed at Sypha.
The rest, the rest is business as usual. He doesn't have clean and dirty clothes anymore, he has inside clothes and outside clothes, and one collection of clothes is covered in dry blood and the other is not. They've not really had the luxury of time for laundry day. Right now, it's inside clothes. Today has been dedicated to recovering from yestderday's beatings and tracking everything more than it has been actively going out and getting things under control, and the library is full of those ugly, ugly maps of his, all covered in salt and sand and measuring how absolutely fucked they are in a thousand different metrics. The hunters of Garden District's churches have fallen silent and he can't find them. Florence is there, picking up the slack. Lakeview is, as always, safe enough in the hands of the women of the Holy Trinity Cathedral. Katerina is with Agnes, moving between districts to move supplies and information between groups of hunters that have never traditionally worked together. ]
Garden District's likely to be struck hard tonight. Tanti's headed there now to find out more, but the hunters have either warded themselves from me or they're dead. Without anyone to stop an attack-
[ He says it as he enters the office as if he were telling Alucard about the weather. They can deal with how horrifying this is later. ]
-I'll be going there after sunset.