cryptsleeper: (sadpire ii: even sadder)
Alucard \\ Adrian F. Ţepeş ([personal profile] cryptsleeper) wrote 2019-02-19 01:35 am (UTC)

[Fire.

That's all he thinks of as he speaks, fire. It was fire that brought everything down in this house the first time. He had come to her after that, shattered and broken and incapable of anything more because the rest of the emotions had been squeezed out of him.

He's the one that's burnt everything now. While the look on his face is the same as when Alucard first came to the Speakers, pale grey and broken into a thousand pieces, it isn't at someone else's hands this time. It's his own. He's done this to all of them.

Alucard wants to register something. Anything. Words. I'll walk away from this alive. He wants to scream it at them both because that's how these conversations have both gone. The assumption that he'll die, even he's living under it, but if he doesn't. Victory is considered and shoved aside right now.

He tries it anyway. Through a choked noise that's absolutely a deep bellowing sob about to happen.]


Because I'll come back.

[It isn't confident. It isn't even close. But he has to say it. Start saying it because if he does not go in with the ice cold assurance of victory, then he is lost.]

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