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[personal profile] whipboi 2019-10-30 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing but shock and awe, I assure you. If you can move me from it, that is.

[Which, on second thought, is not the likeliest of scenarios. Adrian will have to be wiley.]
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-30 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Send the body there. Leave no trace. Nothing for her to follow.

[ He's speaking to the castle there, not to Alucard. He wouldn't ask Alucard to burn a body for obvious reasons. He exhales in thought before his focus returns to Alucard. ]

Rest for today- I imagine my son has given you some difficulty. Your lessons begin at dawn tomorrow. Choose a weapon and bring it to the gardens.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-30 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If Leon realises how little the castle cares for taking orders from him, he doesn't show it. Simply moves toward a window and the sunlight flooding into it. Threads of light lance through him, appearing on the far side of his body like tiny pinpricks bleeding sunlight. He leaves Alucard with the same words he has left him with for years, only perhaps a little more insistent than before. ]

Be safe, Adrian. Do not leave the castle grounds.

[ With that, Alucard is alone with the bun. ]
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-30 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Time was, ‘work’ was something of a euphemism. It was work, what he did, in the truest sense of the word, but it wasn’t-

-well, it wasn’t laying bricks. It wasn’t welding metal. It wasn’t packing crops or hauling boxes or any of the temporary jobs he’s flitted between as one person has ceased needing a labourer and another has begun. Work was something he was born into. A calling. Now? Now it’s a day’s sweat and dirt and nothing more.

It’s a relief, to be doing something normal. Adrian and Sypha found their places in the world, to heal the sick and to tell stories to the world. Trevor abandoned his. And to tell the truth, he’s just as happy for it as they ever were.

(He doesn’t need to work, not really. But whenever anybody points this out he just shrugs.)

Unfortunately, his place in the world has yet to abandon him in turn. The- condition has come and gone as a sickness might. He can disguise most of the physical effects, leaving one inconvenient thing. He can’t eat human food during the attacks. It makes him weak, not eating, and so they come up with a solution. ]


For me? [ A chuckle and a smirk as he falls onto the sofa. It barely reacts to his weight. ] You didn’t need to get pretty ones. They’re not for looking at.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-30 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It’s less horrifying by now, at least to him. Earlier on he didn’t like the idea of the other two touching him more than necessary while he was in this state. He felt disgusting. Monstrous. By now? He still feels gross and unappealing, he’s tired and sweaty and also a fairy,, but it’s more similar to the experience of having a cold. Nothing horrifying. ]

You did go much more over the top, before. Still don’t have a fucking clue how you pulled that off in a blizzard.

[ And he reaches over to pluck a flower from the bowl, looking it over for a second and then tucking it behind Alucard’s ear ]

There we go. All I really need.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-31 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Right. The two of you had nothing to do with it. Nothing at all.

[ He lets Alucard guide his hand back, fingertips grazing over the flowers. It's silly, really, that they use flowers instead of sugar water. Wasteful. But- it is nicer than just drinking a bottle of sugar water each morning might be. And it keeps Alucard happy, to be able to do things like this for them. And- much as these attacks of being a fairy leave him feeling more weird and unappealing, they do also leave him feeling a little more fragile than usual. Content to let himself be cared for. ]

Need to stop working on tall buildings, when this happens. Didn't realise what an issue high winds would be. [ And then, quickly, before the 'I fell off the building at work' implication of that sentence sinks in and horrifies the husband- ] -s'okay. remembered all the safety gear. Wasn't in danger of anything other than being used as a kite.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-31 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He brings the flower up to his mouth, burying his face in its petals, and it would probablly look very pretty and romantic and kissing flowers if he was not a large hairy fairy man and also if behind the flower his tongue was not extending into a thin, uncoiling proboscis to absorb the nectar from it.

...Alucard has a point about the blood thing, he's starting to learn. No matter how appealing it might look from the outside this flower thing is pretty gross from his point of view. ]


Another couple days, at least. Scales haven't started to shed yet. [ He talks into the flower at first, then puts it aside. ] I'll ask for work on the ground tomorrow. Tell them I'm feeling a little unsteady- something like that.

[ Look at him, willing to articulate needs and everything! ]
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-31 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Think you're supposed to examine me before any of that. [ ...he doesn't feel gross enough not to flirt when given such good bait, at least. ] Wouldn't make a difference. They'd just be rid of me nicely.

[ It should probably bother him. It does, when it's anyone else. It would bother him a whole fucking lot if they actually needed the money. But this is what he's wanted for so long, to be small and anonymous and completely and utterly replaceable, and there's a freedom to it. He went from alcohol to danger, and now he's gone from danger to a nasty, volatile labor market. The shit he finds comfort in...

He chuckles. ]


They'll be rid of me anyway, soon enough. Maybe I won't go back for a while, when they do. Be a pretty little housewife for the two of you for a couple months. Apron and everything.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-31 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Too much danger and too much attention. He likes being small and anonymous, and there are probably still things out there that the last Belmont should not be revealing his face to on such a large scale. Physical labour suits him fine. When that dries up, the church will have errands.

And while he might joke about it, it's not horrible to consider the idea of just keeping house for Alucard and Sypha. He leans in against Alucard, taking another flower and draining the nectar from it before he tucks the rest of it into the folds of his braid. ]


Said 'apron and everything', not 'just apron'. But I suppose that's an option, too.
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-31 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Bullshit you hadn't.

[ It's because he has the longest hair. It's the best to decorate.

He leans against Alucard, listening, confused. It sounds like Alucard's asking about having a guest stay, but it's a weird amount of apprehension for that, unless- ]


-oh christ. Your dad's not coming to visit, is he?

[ MOOD: LOST. ]
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-31 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, thank fuck. Just a baby.

...wait.

Shit, a baby? I-

[ He doesn't pull away from Alucard, but does shift the way he's sitting. Still close but with less of his negligible weight against their vampire. A baby. That's a fuck of a lot to process. ]

-we're going to have to go through fairy law letter by fucking letter. And- she brought this up? As in she's okay with this? And-

[ -he trails off at that one. It can't be him, he knows it can't be him. He doesn't even want it to be him. At all. He didn't think that would sting anyway. ]
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[personal profile] miraclewhip 2019-10-31 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
No. No, I want to think about it. I just- shit, babies.

[ He doesn't know how he feels. Alucard's right that he'll need time to think. But he knows that he doesn't want it to be off the table forever. He takes a few more flowers, going through them one by one and putting them to one side as he does. ]

Is- is it even possible? For you, I mean. I don't know how this shit works.