Alucard \\ Adrian F. Ţepeş (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cryptsleeper) wrote2018-11-11 04:32 pm
cryptsleeper) wrote2018-11-11 04:32 pm
20s AU Post
Current Carmilla plot outline
--Post-fire, Carmilla and Mr. Peanut team up mostly to use each other. Carmilla's spent the past several months (since November, it is now February 1925) networking, and it's clear to her that Alucard's not suited for the position and that the other two are the obvious weakness. Mr Peanut needs something back, so this is perfect on her end. Mr Peanut can only imagine the joys of vampire blood in his work, and he'd like an army of vampires for his own ends.
--Shit stirring from Mr Peanut (all of March?)
--Mr Peanut also begins to sell mis Miracle Serum, which has vampire blood in it.
--Gang is very much trying to murder Mr Peanut during this.
--Start of April, vampire gets a call from one of the blood bank contacts that 3 patients have come in and are displaying some bizarre signs. Investigation yields the fact that they're in process of turning, and they've all taken the same serum.
--Additional investigation reveals O FUCK IT MR PEANUT
--Meanwhile Carmilla's been made aware of a familiar she didn't sire, so she knows something's up. Big fight with Mr. Peanut and thus Mr. Peanut is left depowered
--Gang commits a murder
--Carmilla's well sured up on her contacts now, and it's time for open rebellion (mid-April)
--In a more subtle attempt to let Alucard just step aside, she cuts the breaks on demon car and shows up to gloat/suggest he not pull a dad and go to deal with his grief quietly while she runs the city. The how he wants to do it is up to him (black widow joke goes here.) Treffy and Sypha walk in.
--1 week of straight up rebellion; feedings, no help from allies, need to do damage control instead of fight carmilla, every dracula rule is
--MEANWHILE IN GRAVITY FALLS, triangle shows Vlad what's up to try and psyche him out, somehow this finalyl snaps Vlad out of his depression and he heads home
--Just in time for Alucard and Carmilla to be tearing each other to bits in one of the bayous, it's not going well
--Vlad coming in means the king of vampires is accosted by a belmont with a pair of blessed knitting needles and a speaker with a fucking gun and he's just like what the shit happened to the world while i was gone
--Wards around the fight means that only demon car can break the wards, everyone has to pile in.
--Carmilla gets her ass kicked AND SENT TO THE JUSTICE DIMENSION
THEN THERE WERE FAERIES.
--Prior to all of this the vampire and Sypha have done a shit ton of research on how to get their Belmont back
--Sypha has also been practicing debating with dad, which leaves everyone Very Tired.
--When Trevor is actually snatched up (1 year after marriage, it takes fae effort. Taking Arn's shape fails, so it's a lot more kidnapping by force), Sypha and Alucard go into Faerie
--But they're playing this as politics, not as heroes rescuing their damsel, so that means the faeries are just "wait what now excuse u?"
--There are 3 gates and 3 trials (the particulars we're still bullshitting.) Each is asked to sacrifice 3 things. (Alucard: voice, his titles as bestowed upon by his father and his people, i forget the third; Sypha: her human form (she's a birb), fuck what were the other two)
--They enter the court at the end of the third trial. After LITERALLY ALL THE TITLES Sypha declares she Speaks for Trevor Belmont
--Claim debate over Trevor, turns out that the rules are in Sypha's favor.
--But that means debating to leave Fae without giving up what they've chosen.
--Sypha lawyers it all out, Alucard is a safety deposit and hangs out with Fae!Trevor
--In the end, safe passage out of Faerie consists of Sypha giving up her memory of the necromancer (billed as a great mage she studied under), the vampire gives up his immortality, and Trevor is replaced with Carmilla (dad was aware of this option and OK with it), but Trevor has his ability to swear taken. He now soundslike a rubber ducky when he tries
--Everyone gets home okay, except for the AU of this AU where the gang fails, but Trevor's on their doorstep like a bat out of Hell because time doesn't work right and he's been in Hell for a WHILE.
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[ And there's the problem, really. He doesn't even fucking know anymore. Dracula isn't here, and when he was he was by all accounts adhering to every rule the Belmonts could ask of him. The city isn't in chaos yet. It'll be impossible to find vampires in Europe for the next decade until the smoke clears. He just gestures, as if that would explain anything. ]
-fuck, I don't even know. I'm here so people don't die.
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[This is...pathetic, actually. A man who's worked himself to the bone and then some because of what, fae curses and family demands?]
I am not the sum of my station and neither are you.
[He heads into the hallway. Kitchen's the goal, he needs to get dinner started.]
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[ He doesn't respond, so much as make a noise to indicate that he's heard Alucard. This is a weird and awkward conversation to have with one's boss.
He follows, sitting at the kitchen table and taking out the most recent potatobrand and a sewing kit from his knitting bag, to sew those googly eyes on. ]
We're not. Can't be. [ And he actually manages to thread the needle first try, so well done him. ] And yet the sum of your stations is what the world needs.
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The world isn't allowed in my own home, and it doesn't dictate what I need when I am in here. [The word choice is pointed. Alucard goes over to the crisper drawer first, grabbing green peppers, celery, and onion first.]
Knitting club is the same thing for you, isn't it?
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Something like that. It's a lot like home. Less dogs, more knitting. Otherwise the same.
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I see. [Some of those changes can be made, at least. Fuck, cutting board's on the table, how did it get there? Alucard puts the things he's retrieved from the fridge and then goes to grab the board from over by Trevor.]
That's something we can all try and work on here.
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[ Weird thing to work on but okay.
He finishes with the googly eyes as Alucard approaches, putting the potatobrand on the chopping board as he picks it up. ]
Probably a potatobrand's least favourite place, the kitchen.
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[But Potatobrand is so much, much more important. And that Trevor just plops him on the cutting board puts an actual, real smile on his face. First one Trevor's ever caused, and a laugh accompanies it.]
Every fork is just four tiny stakes that await him.
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[ He's seen Alucard smile before, of course. Never directed at him, but they eat meals together and Sypha is usually there and- she's better at this and he usually doesn't interrupt because the topic of conversation usually (by design) touch on anything vampire politics-related. So he knows what it looks like when he does.
But it's still nice, having it directed at him. ]
He's heard terrible things about rosti. Doesn't like that idea at all.
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[The man said it himself, ater all. And he'll let the Potatobrand linger for a few moments, his gaze moving to Trevor.]
Is that a request?
[Genuine question.]
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[ You can't fucking expect him to make choices like this???? He's bad at choices???? ]
I don't care that much, honestly. [ He kind of cares? It's nice to be around a person and not be at their throat all the time. ] But seeing as how you seem to prefer me not to be shitty, it'd be nice to have the option.
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[You TURNIP.]
But the rest is good to know.
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[ Potatobrand and Turnip Belmont ]
But no. First potato-ish thing that came to mind is all. Wasn't aware you took requests.
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[DAD LEFT 200 YEARS AGO AND LANGUAGE EVOLVES.]
I do. Make a list, and I can see what I know off the top of my head versus what I need to learn.
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[ The yarn and knitting needles are coming out, now. Another potatobrand, maybe. Or something else. He's not sure. ]
I think you're overestimating how fussy I am about food. But I appreciate it.
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[Finally, Potatobrand gets put aside from the cutting board, and Alucard returns to his work.]
You live here. That means things like making requests for meals.
[So dinner happens. And then Alucard does the dishes, and a few quiet hours pass. The Belmont said something about dogs, didn't he?
That's a quick fix too. So come the night proper, when the moon is high in the trees and he and Sypha have had a few discussions (including "you just said you wouldn't miss him when he was in Hell" because fae mythology is not something at Alucard's command), there's a wolf. Tracking a Belmont through the castle, to wherever he has ended up for the evening.]
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The curtain pole is leaning against a wall (he likes it. and so he just. doesn't have curtains. and takes care not to stand in front of the window while dressing). There's a neat stack of his sister's dog photographs on the desk. Near enough everything else is dedicated to information, from a small copy of that map he was working on making earlier, to the small and incomplete list of vampires active in other states, to Florence and Agatha's notes and a selection of glyphs drawn on paper.
(He's got it into his head that maybe Sypha would want a Potatobrand, and so he's working on a new one. From the looks of it, it's going to turn out basically spherical. A Fat Potatobrand.)
There's no noise other than the clicking of knitting needles. He's quiet and seems- content-ish? Which is a lot as far as the Belmont goes. ]
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He's been in Trevor's room only a few times before, and that's been on purpose. To let him have a sense of his own space in the castle and...and it's roughly what he thought upon a second glance. The curtain's just stupid, but everything else. It's just work.
Upsetting.]
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Huh. Are you new? Didn't know there was a dog here.
[ -IT'S A DOG? And maybe he should be suspicious of that because Sypha said she'd never had a dog and this is a kind of odd definition of not having a dog. But dogs are never suspicious. Only ever good.
He puts the knitting down, slides down onto the floor and clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth to invite the dog in, holding out a hand. ]
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Alucard walks in, and maybe that should be the real clue. The wolf carries itself with a little too much dignity, and there's a good chance that not all the dignity is earned. Whatever. He walks over, and his butt's on the floor just a few inches or so from Trevor.
To make a point though, there's a nose immediately going for one of Trevor's hand. Cold nose!]
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And no, no clues, just dog. Trevor laughs as the cold nose brushes against his hand before putting a hand on its head softly and petting it. ]
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There's also a paw that's trying to rest on Trevor's wrist. Just to be there, just to say hi.]
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He grins at the attempted woof, ruffling its ears and then taking its paw in his hand instead, shaking 'hands' and running a thumb over the back of the paw. ]
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Well, all the better now. He withdraws that paw after a few minutes, and then there's only one thing to do here: flop the hell down and sprawl all over the floor, forcing the Belmont to accommodate this large intrusion into the evening.]
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Fuckers never told me there was a dog here. I'd have saved you some of the jumări.
[ Which. Technically he did? He offers Sypha and Alucard some of all the food that Agatha sends him home with. Because otherwise she would probably stab him with her knitting needles for starving the poor dears.
But he's delighted by the sudden appearance of dog, and so he does the only thing anyone really can do when faced with a dog flopped on the ground. He initiates bellyrubs. ]
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