miraclewhip: Local speakers and vampires shocked to discover themselves morosexual (Wallachia man confirmed idiot)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-27 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Well. Wonder how one would go about finding those photographs.

[ He stands as the mirror goes dark, bringing Elisabeta over to Alucard. She’s still trying to howl, her mouth is just full. ]

Doubt any other dogs will be there at this hour.
miraclewhip: well shit. (Wallachia man has first crush)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-28 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
They won’t hold up as well as the monster hide ones, but better safe.

[ He lifts their puppy daughter up to Alucard’s face. ]

Kiss papa goodnight, okay? He’s going to get the gloves for us and then go to bed.

[ Because there’s no reason for both of them to suffer. He takes his hand out of her mouth and she licks at Alucard’s face a few times before starting to howl again. Trevor gives her back his hand. ]
miraclewhip: blames local woman, calls her a nerd. (Wallachia man still on fire after 3 days)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-28 10:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ She yips happily at that, and Trevor uses the opportunity to hand her over for a moment so he can put the gloves on. ]

Taking her to the dog park means driving, so one of us needs to be rested. Unless we want the demon driving her. Or Sypha.

[ WHICH IS WORSE? WHO KNOWS. And there. Gloves on. Protected from her tiny little needle teeths. ]

I'll head to bed while you take her to the park in the morning. Hopefully that'll wear her out enough that she can join us when you need to sleep.
miraclewhip: well shit. (Wallachia man has first crush)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-28 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
C'mere. We're going to play down here for a couple more hours, and then you can go make friends.

[ He brings the tiny dog to his chest to hold her there, and the howling begins once again. It's a little more charming, now the end is in sight. He chuckles. ]

Awoo to you, too. [ And then he offers his gloved hand as a pacifier once again. She happily takes it, chewing at it joyfully. He looks back to Alucard, smiling. ]

Go get some sleep. We'll be fine down here.
miraclewhip: 'I don't like it, I don't like it at all' (Wallachia man has feeling)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-28 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's still chewing away, and one of the gloves is looking awfully tattered now. Trevor wasn't asleep so much as lulled into a sleepy sort of calm by the constant pressure and release of the little teeth on his hand, but it still takes him a moment or so to stir. ]

Morning. Put that down and come look at this. I'm gonna be mean to her.
miraclewhip: (e7T3jMf)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-28 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Another minute or so, once she gets carried away and gets a little too rough-

[ And he waits quietly until- there she goes. And he makes his best impression of a dog's pained yelp, pulling his hand back.

The pup whimpers, eyes going wide, and then she moves closer and starts licking his hand, trying to make up for the mistake. No awoo, only lick. ]
miraclewhip: blames local woman, calls her a nerd. (Wallachia man still on fire after 3 days)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-28 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ With that, there's an excited yip and Elisabeta has forgotten all of her crimes. She gives a few howls of excitement before shoving her face into the chicken and valiantly attempting to eat more of it than will physically fit into her mouth.

Trevor rests his head on Alucard's shoulder. ]


And there's another.
miraclewhip: steals alcohol, poops on floor, falls asleep on couch. (Wallachia man breaks into house)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-28 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There’s a gap in the conversation there, one where a snide comment of some sort might usually fit. The silence stretches on for a few moments, The comfortable kind of silence, until a snore interrupts it.

The pup looks up from her chicken to yip in response. ]
miraclewhip: 'I don't like it, I don't like it at all' (Wallachia man has feeling)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-29 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Mrmm. Thanks eggs.

[ That's about as responsive as Trevor's likely to be right now, honestly.

Elisabeta is excited to go out, even (especially) as a pup. She does briefly change into a toddler shape, sticking her arms out so that she can have a coat put onto her (Grandma Radio gets upset if she doesn't remember her coat!), and just continues to attempt to make howling noises constantly throughout until she's a dog once more and can howl properly again.

She charges in when she sees other dogs, howling and yipping and attempting to roughhouse with dogs significantly larger than her only to get blown off. Some of them make noises back, which is delightful, and some of them play with her. It takes about an hour for the fun to wear her out entirely.

Which, of course, she announces by walking over to Alucard, yawning, and then falling asleep with there, on his feet. ]
miraclewhip: well shit. (Wallachia man has first crush)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-29 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The way you can tell that Trevor is exhausted? He doesn't even try to clean up the plate and cup before letting himself be led to bed.

He is, predictably, firmly attached to the pillow when Alucard returns. He's still a light sleeper, even now, so he stirs as Alucard enters. ]


Blessed silence. [ He looks up blearily. ] It worked, then?
miraclewhip: (B8gP9cV)

Beauty and the Belmont

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-11-29 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The old Belmont estate is cursed, the people of the closest town say. When they burned it, roses sprouted from the walls, coiled their stems and roots around the wood and stone to hold the whole structure together. When they beat their youngest son, thorns crawled under his skin and out through the wounds. Slowly encased his body until he was invisible beneath armour of wood and thorns.

And now? Now a monster roams those halls.

It's difficult to separate truth from myth, when it comes to the monster. By some accounts it's simply a bear that has mode its home in an abandoned shelter. By others, it's whatever demon the Belmonts were once worshipping.

One of the only facts that can be established, and probably the only one that must matter to Alucard right now, is that a year ago in the closest town, an old speaker was sentenced to be burned as a witch. Those same roses sprouted from the stake, forming a cage around him that remained until the fires burned out and he emerged safely. Archers tried to fire upon him, but the wood of their bows and arrows bloomed as they did. The man walked away from the church with only scrapes from the thorns, his attackers kept from him by the roses of the Belmont curse.

And that? Right now, Alucard needs that to happen at Targoviste. ]
petcromancer: (sunlight)

[personal profile] petcromancer 2019-11-30 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
Here, with the ice box you have, it will keep for a handful of days. If we were not in a house of technological marvels, you would want to finish it in a day or so.

[It is typically no hardship, if you are hungry enough, or if you are the type of person to have friends to share it. Hector sometimes fulfills one of those requirements.]

Are you expecting your humans back within that time? If not, I can take some of it back with me.