[ Seven years have passed, and Trevor is no longer the least of his family. His nephews are in their fourteenth year now, just about old enough to be entrusted with riding through the day and sending men into their homes, and this means that the long day before the hunt is his own to do as he pleases with.
And what he pleases is trailing the not-vampire. It was sheer luck that he caught Alucard's scent a day or so ago, and that makes this, in his mind, a completely normal and not creepy thing to be doing. Never mind that he's been stalking the not-vampire for two days now. It's fun, seeing how long he can remain unnoticed as he tries to puzzle out what, precisely, Alucard is. And maybe- maybe he's a little concerned. He can't be close enough to home this time to make it before nightfall tonight.
A familiar pair of not-eyes stares out from the shadows of the trees. It's tempting to remain hidden, but Alucard's caught him, it's only fair. ]
How long have you known I was here?
And what he pleases is trailing the not-vampire. It was sheer luck that he caught Alucard's scent a day or so ago, and that makes this, in his mind, a completely normal and not creepy thing to be doing. Never mind that he's been stalking the not-vampire for two days now. It's fun, seeing how long he can remain unnoticed as he tries to puzzle out what, precisely, Alucard is. And maybe- maybe he's a little concerned. He can't be close enough to home this time to make it before nightfall tonight.
A familiar pair of not-eyes stares out from the shadows of the trees. It's tempting to remain hidden, but Alucard's caught him, it's only fair. ]
How long have you known I was here?
Followed you here.
[ There's no shame in it, because hunting is what he does. Why would he feel ashamed of following prey when he's been doing such a very good job of it? He lets his wings drop to wear them like a cloak again, looking at the sword in consideration before grinning. ]
Hunting.
[ There's no shame in it, because hunting is what he does. Why would he feel ashamed of following prey when he's been doing such a very good job of it? He lets his wings drop to wear them like a cloak again, looking at the sword in consideration before grinning. ]
Hunting.
I never learned what you are. I still want to know.
[ A fight would almost certainly be one way to get him closer to finding out, and so he doesn't really make any effort at deescalating. But he does, almost casually, add- ]
And I don't think you can make it home before sunset.
[ A fight would almost certainly be one way to get him closer to finding out, and so he doesn't really make any effort at deescalating. But he does, almost casually, add- ]
And I don't think you can make it home before sunset.
Half of-
[ He gives this some thought, and it's obvious when it dawns on him what Alucard must mean. His wings twitch, a fur of his collar stands up just a little. That's new. That's interesting. The feigned disinterest is gone, and he looks over Alucard again properly. ]
The inn isn't your home. Won't protect you. Can you make it home?
[ He gives this some thought, and it's obvious when it dawns on him what Alucard must mean. His wings twitch, a fur of his collar stands up just a little. That's new. That's interesting. The feigned disinterest is gone, and he looks over Alucard again properly. ]
The inn isn't your home. Won't protect you. Can you make it home?
The inn isn't yours. We can hunt there, if we please.
[ Concern crosses his face at that, just for a moment, before it's replaced with something altogether more devilish. ]
I could hunt there, if I pleased.
[ Concern crosses his face at that, just for a moment, before it's replaced with something altogether more devilish. ]
I could hunt there, if I pleased.
A vampire really ought to understand the importance of going where one is invited. Or perhaps you would only need to half-understand it, I suppose.
[ He watches, amused, as Alucard tenses. His smile widens. ]
I could gain you. That'd be something.
[ He watches, amused, as Alucard tenses. His smile widens. ]
I could gain you. That'd be something.
You could test, if you wanted.
[ His grin only grows wider. He moves closer, within sword range now. ]
Are you sure? I could keep you safe and warm and fed on honey and figs and songbird blood. It would be so much better than wandering around forests with books.
[ His grin only grows wider. He moves closer, within sword range now. ]
Are you sure? I could keep you safe and warm and fed on honey and figs and songbird blood. It would be so much better than wandering around forests with books.
Unless you've been living there a while- no. It isn't your room, and the changing of coin doesn't make it so by our laws.
[ He moves closer still, until he's very much starting to be within Alucard's personal space. ]
A shame, my kind's reputation as lovers is very well-earned.
[ He moves closer still, until he's very much starting to be within Alucard's personal space. ]
A shame, my kind's reputation as lovers is very well-earned.
Hmm, what will you give me, if I tell you?
[ He moves back only a little. Only enough to wipe a finger across the cut and extend the hand toward Alucard's face in offering. The cut doesn't heal immediately, but nor does he seem overly bothered by it. ]
I could convince you.
[ He moves back only a little. Only enough to wipe a finger across the cut and extend the hand toward Alucard's face in offering. The cut doesn't heal immediately, but nor does he seem overly bothered by it. ]
I could convince you.
Is that yours to give?
[ His tone is warm, despite the blood trickling from his throat. Warm and soft and almost a little too earnest, in a way that makes dishonesty almost seem preferable. He reaches forward, wiping the blood against Alucard's lips. ]
Whose blood does? I could find them for you You could feed only upon them.
[ His tone is warm, despite the blood trickling from his throat. Warm and soft and almost a little too earnest, in a way that makes dishonesty almost seem preferable. He reaches forward, wiping the blood against Alucard's lips. ]
Whose blood does? I could find them for you You could feed only upon them.
[ A sword. There’s a sword in his shoulder. Inconvenient. He looks at it, gritting his teeth (fae or not, having a sword scraping against bone is not a painless experience). ]
You are a little bit foolish. Whoever told you about my siblings and I, you ought perhaps ask them why one shouldn’t attack unarmed men in the woods.
[ Aside from the gritted teeth, there isn’t a lot of reaction to the sword. He collects the blood in his palm, outstretching it once again. ]
Offered freely. No terms.
You are a little bit foolish. Whoever told you about my siblings and I, you ought perhaps ask them why one shouldn’t attack unarmed men in the woods.
[ Aside from the gritted teeth, there isn’t a lot of reaction to the sword. He collects the blood in his palm, outstretching it once again. ]
Offered freely. No terms.
[ That, he seems a little offended by. He sighs, almost sulking. ]
I don’t mean you any harm. I just want to keep you and dress you in pretty things. But you are very interesting, and my family are not the only ones who go hunting tonight. If you were mine, none of them could touch you.
You could stab me more, if that’s what you wanted. If it would make you happy.
I don’t mean you any harm. I just want to keep you and dress you in pretty things. But you are very interesting, and my family are not the only ones who go hunting tonight. If you were mine, none of them could touch you.
You could stab me more, if that’s what you wanted. If it would make you happy.
There are no ways.
[ He tests the arm as blood sprays out from the cut, trying to lift it with limited success. The wing on the same side moves well enough, at least. ]
Look for a deer hunting with wolves. Shout to it, and have something to give in return for protection.
[ He tests the arm as blood sprays out from the cut, trying to lift it with limited success. The wing on the same side moves well enough, at least. ]
Look for a deer hunting with wolves. Shout to it, and have something to give in return for protection.
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