miraclewhip: blames local woman, calls her a nerd. (Wallachia man still on fire after 3 days)

[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-24 12:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Here, at least, he is mostly whole. The marks from the ink are gone, here, but rather than being smudged and rusted they have simply gone from him. They leave new skin where they had been, the edges of the letters darkened like they are holes burned in paper.

Something had been here before Alucard came, something massive and dark and suffocating, but it vanishes as soon as he arrives. Trevor pushes himself to his feet to move over to Alucard, pulling him close. ]


You're here.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-24 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Doesn't matter.

[ Sypha didn't take the medicine - it'd keep her from waking if anything went wrong. It's sad, not having her here, but not a sign of anything terrible. ]

You never promised to. Neither of you ever promised. But I knew you would figure it out anyway. Find your way to me. Just a matter of waiting.

[ He smiles. It's weak, but it's genuine. He knew. It means a lot to his kind, to trust that someone will do something without their words binding them to it. ]

My part's the easiest, really. Just waiting. Just trusting you both. Nothing to it at all.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-24 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He sinks into Alucard's arms at the kiss. He doesn't want to be weak like this here where he's whole. Where he's barely anything worse than tired. They're both tired. They're all tired.

But here they are. Apparently Alucard and Sypha have to be the strong, safe ones for now, even if he's whole physically. ]


I met him in the flood. He was stuck on a roof, and wouldn't come with me to safety. Said he was afraid. Promised him that no harm would come to him while I was there. [ He sighs bitterly. ] Don't know if the whole thing was planned or if he just found a lucky opportunity.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-24 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Your father read his inventory, then. He-

[ Trevor has to test the next few words. He had orders, of course he had orders, once the merchant learned who he was selling him to. He can't discuss the things that were for sale. But the words are gone, and the orders with them. ]

-he was selling fledglings. Young ones, the kinds whose minds will never develop fully. It was always either going to be your father or Leon who put an end to him, for that.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-24 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Him? [ He takes interest briefly, then shakes his head. ] Didn't see who he went to, or I'd tell you.

[ He lets his weight shift onto Alucard. It doesn't quite feel natural, to lean into the feeling of weakness and allow Alucard to make him feel safe rather than fighting it, but it feels nice. ]

I can't be there. And unless he means to be merciful about it, I don't think I can know the details. It'd be fucking embarrassing for something like that to do me in, after all of this.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-24 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Kill me. Properly.

[ That's the problem that Alucard's having trouble with, right? The slang. ]

It wouldn't be enough, usually, but things are a little shit right now.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-24 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Mercy for the merciless. [ There's a strange quality to his voice when he says that, something like utter certainty but far more powerful. ] Even the wretched deserve a painless end.

[ He's silent for a long moment after that. ]

I doubt your father agrees.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-26 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Appreciate it. Any other time, the risk might be worth knowing every fucking detail, but-

[ He shrugs, trying to bury himself further against Alucard. It doesn't really succeed. There are some physical limitations that this being a dream helps to avoid (he still appears to have his full antlers, but they pass harmlessly through Alucard when he rests his forehead on his chest. physics only matter when someone wants them to) but he really can't get closer than he is right now. ]

-I knew. Knew one of you'd find your way there.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-26 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Shit, that. I'll find a way to repay you.

[ Not the point, Trevor. Outside their immediate area, darkness is creeping in. He tires to ignore it, let the blanket keep him tight against Alucard. ]
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-06-26 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I doubt he'll be keeping it for long.

[ The words feel slightly acidic on his tongue. It's safe to say that, for now, but approaching the kind of thing that might clash with the beliefs that form him. ]

You couldn't have done anything else. I'd have been forced to fight you. You'd have let me win, and I'd feel shitty about it now.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-07-01 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's never been this sick before. He's died before and yet he's never been this sick. Most of the time, he sleeps. His sisters walk him about in the sun every now and then. The fever rises and breaks. It hurts. He tries not to complain. The other two are there, and-

-and even in his sleep, he can feel Alucard leaving. It's that, rather than the noise that rouses him. Sleepily, he reaches to grab at his vampire. ]


Stay. [ He doesn't sound fuly awake. He isn't, really. He just knows that Alucard is moving away from him, and that this is the worst thing that could possibly be. ] Please stay.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-07-02 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ His hand falls on nothing, and he makes a soft, distressed noise at it. It hurts, everything hurts, and Alucard's presence soothes it. He doesn't want to be separated from either of them. He's not ready to be separated from either of them yet. ]

Come back soon. Or take us with you.