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If it isn't, then the question is solved for all of us.
[The response is soft, because Alucard knows he's asked a lot. But there's something else here. He has to emphasize it.]
I'd want them to learn Belmont things too, you know. All your skill and athleticism. Stupid whip things. All of that.
[The response is soft, because Alucard knows he's asked a lot. But there's something else here. He has to emphasize it.]
I'd want them to learn Belmont things too, you know. All your skill and athleticism. Stupid whip things. All of that.
There's other ways. Always kids that need homes. But it'd be nice to be able to have one fucking person in this house other than Sypha who doesn't have weird family baggage.
[ He softens a little at that- maybe that was why it stung. The idea that this would be something - something important - that was theirs and not his. ]
All the useful shit, none of the burdens?
[ He softens a little at that- maybe that was why it stung. The idea that this would be something - something important - that was theirs and not his. ]
All the useful shit, none of the burdens?
None of the burdens. No expectations. Just another part of our family, by blood or adoption. However works best and safest for us and that child.
[He's using singular, which is doubtlessly a good thing too. Alucard pauses finally, and looks at Trevor directly. This isn't a return to snuggles, and he doesn't want to presume.]
I love you both.
[He's using singular, which is doubtlessly a good thing too. Alucard pauses finally, and looks at Trevor directly. This isn't a return to snuggles, and he doesn't want to presume.]
I love you both.
[ The singular is noted, and it is a good thing. One child is- still a lot, but it's a realistic lot. And it's different from what he's used to. No spares, because there's no expectation of danger. ]
Sounds- nice. Lot of shit to get my head around but- nice.
[ It's not quite a return to snuggles, but there's a warmth in his voice, and the next flower goes in Alucard's hair again instead of just being set aside. ]
Even when I'm all scaly and eating flowers and in danger of getting fired for being too much of a moth?
Sounds- nice. Lot of shit to get my head around but- nice.
[ It's not quite a return to snuggles, but there's a warmth in his voice, and the next flower goes in Alucard's hair again instead of just being set aside. ]
Even when I'm all scaly and eating flowers and in danger of getting fired for being too much of a moth?
Even then. Because you let me care for you.
[Care is important. He could just be doing the doctor thing, but no. This is very different. And important.]
May I please kiss you?
[Care is important. He could just be doing the doctor thing, but no. This is very different. And important.]
May I please kiss you?
Mm. Little bit. Mouth's all- [ He makes a gesture with one hand that's probably supposed to reference his tongue unfurling into the stupid nectar tube. ] -nasty.
[ He moves closer, though, offering a cheek. ]
[ He moves closer, though, offering a cheek. ]
[Alucard leans over, and he kisses that cheek as tenderly as he's kissed any other part of Trevor in these moments.
There's a lot they have to consider now. But Trevor didn't say no, so the first important conversation has gone well enough.]
Mm.
[It's harder to kiss with a weird nectar tube.]
Do you need extra blankets tonight?
There's a lot they have to consider now. But Trevor didn't say no, so the first important conversation has gone well enough.]
Mm.
[It's harder to kiss with a weird nectar tube.]
Do you need extra blankets tonight?
A couple, yeah, until she's back or this wears off.
[ It's ridiculous, that he can get cold in this too-fucking-hot country. But it's drier here, with less water in the air to hold heat. And he's not great at generating heat when he's like this. And- ]
-You're not great for keeping warm.
[ It's ridiculous, that he can get cold in this too-fucking-hot country. But it's drier here, with less water in the air to hold heat. And he's not great at generating heat when he's like this. And- ]
-You're not great for keeping warm.
[ They're making progress.
Astonishingly fast progress, in fact, ever since that whole 'getting tired up' discovery. There are still limits - it can't be both of them at once, which is why Sypha's excused herself to the library for a few hours. They have to check every now and then that Alucard is still doing okay. But things are getting better. They can sleep next to him almost every night, keeping him nestled between them or over at Sypha's other side - Trevor always has to be closest to the door. He can rest as a wolf with his big fluffy head in Sypha's lap while she pets him and looks out of the window.
So maybe, maybe they can do this now. Maybe he can touch Alucard, not just be touched, if only for a little while.
His wrists slide free of the rope when Alucard unties it and he waits only a moment before moving his hands forward, pressing them against Alucard's sides and sliding them town to his hips, voice slow and heavy with adoration. ]
-beautiful. So, so beautiful.
[ It's the usual borderline-incoherent mess of 'beautiful's and 'lovely's that he gets reduced to during these moments. But there's another voice there, too. Hiding just beneath his. ]
-beautiful. Perhaps that's why he kept her, why he had you. For an ornament.
Astonishingly fast progress, in fact, ever since that whole 'getting tired up' discovery. There are still limits - it can't be both of them at once, which is why Sypha's excused herself to the library for a few hours. They have to check every now and then that Alucard is still doing okay. But things are getting better. They can sleep next to him almost every night, keeping him nestled between them or over at Sypha's other side - Trevor always has to be closest to the door. He can rest as a wolf with his big fluffy head in Sypha's lap while she pets him and looks out of the window.
So maybe, maybe they can do this now. Maybe he can touch Alucard, not just be touched, if only for a little while.
His wrists slide free of the rope when Alucard unties it and he waits only a moment before moving his hands forward, pressing them against Alucard's sides and sliding them town to his hips, voice slow and heavy with adoration. ]
-beautiful. So, so beautiful.
[ It's the usual borderline-incoherent mess of 'beautiful's and 'lovely's that he gets reduced to during these moments. But there's another voice there, too. Hiding just beneath his. ]
-beautiful. Perhaps that's why he kept her, why he had you. For an ornament.
[Alucard knows he is aware of how quickly the world can change better than most. His childhood was ruined by the actions of one ambitious man. His present was shaped by the rash actions of his father. Almost every change has been for the worse.
This one? He's comfortable in his own skin. He knows it's a good change. A wonderful one, one that has him buzzing with energy by the end, and one that has only a slightly messy ending. It makes him so happy, because it allows for other things. The luxury of being snuggled between the two of them. Being pet and dotted on as naught more than a big fuzzy dog. And--
--oh, now is so wonderful. There's a sharp, happy gasp as Trevor's hands press against his hips, and Alucard inches closer.]
Mmm, and what else?
[He's never minded the incoherence. It makes him feel important Special. Loved.
But then another voice cuts in, and tension creeps into Alucard's body.]
What was that second part?
This one? He's comfortable in his own skin. He knows it's a good change. A wonderful one, one that has him buzzing with energy by the end, and one that has only a slightly messy ending. It makes him so happy, because it allows for other things. The luxury of being snuggled between the two of them. Being pet and dotted on as naught more than a big fuzzy dog. And--
--oh, now is so wonderful. There's a sharp, happy gasp as Trevor's hands press against his hips, and Alucard inches closer.]
Mmm, and what else?
[He's never minded the incoherence. It makes him feel important Special. Loved.
But then another voice cuts in, and tension creeps into Alucard's body.]
What was that second part?
The second part?
[ Trevor tilts his head to the side for a second before a smile creeps over his face and he leans in closer. ]
You want me to say it again, hmm? Well, If you want us to tell you how pretty you are more often, I think that can be arranged. [ Closer still, until he can whisper in Alucard's ear. His chest is pressed against Alucard's now, his heart hammering in his chest. ] You're-
-lovely. For a half-breed. Useless, but lovely. Just like her. It would be a terrible shame to leave a mark on you, my dear. [ Trevor's body is cold. The heartbeat is gone. A hand combs through Alucard's hair, but the fingers of it are long and thin and there are the usual amount of them. ] It would distress me terribly to hurt you, my lovely prince, to take away that pretty face and leave you with nothing. So eat your supper, and no more of this silliness.
[ Trevor tilts his head to the side for a second before a smile creeps over his face and he leans in closer. ]
You want me to say it again, hmm? Well, If you want us to tell you how pretty you are more often, I think that can be arranged. [ Closer still, until he can whisper in Alucard's ear. His chest is pressed against Alucard's now, his heart hammering in his chest. ] You're-
-lovely. For a half-breed. Useless, but lovely. Just like her. It would be a terrible shame to leave a mark on you, my dear. [ Trevor's body is cold. The heartbeat is gone. A hand combs through Alucard's hair, but the fingers of it are long and thin and there are the usual amount of them. ] It would distress me terribly to hurt you, my lovely prince, to take away that pretty face and leave you with nothing. So eat your supper, and no more of this silliness.
[Alucard's heart is beating just as fast, but there's no thrill in it. There's raw anxiety, and now? Now his body is tense. His chest is barely moving. The hand that was going to grab Trevor's ass is stuck in the air and--
His face is terrified, looking over Trevor's shoulder at a figure that isn't there. His other fingers twitch, and when he speaks, it's to a figure that isn't there.]
Shut up, you're not here!
His face is terrified, looking over Trevor's shoulder at a figure that isn't there. His other fingers twitch, and when he speaks, it's to a figure that isn't there.]
Shut up, you're not here!
[ Okay, that's weird and not sexy. Trevor removes his hand from Alucard's hair and backs away, looking him over. He extends a hand then thinks better of it. Shit. He doesn't know what to do about this. ]
I'm here. Adrian, I'm here.
I'm here, Adrian. I'm here.
[ The weight against Alucard's chest remains, even with Trevor gone. The cold, dead weight of those bodies in the slaughterhouse, pinning him down. The hand is still in his hair, twisting into a cold, tight fist. ]
I'm here. Adrian, I'm here.
I'm here, Adrian. I'm here.
[ The weight against Alucard's chest remains, even with Trevor gone. The cold, dead weight of those bodies in the slaughterhouse, pinning him down. The hand is still in his hair, twisting into a cold, tight fist. ]
[Alucard's aware that Trevor's backed away. His front is cold now, that's--
No.
He's cold.
The bodies were cold. Carmilla was like ice, and he bolts upright with a sudden a urgency that borders on how he used to move. Feral and angry and so, so terrified, just an animal trying to keep itself safe.]
Fuck. Fuck. You're dead, you can't be here--!
No.
He's cold.
The bodies were cold. Carmilla was like ice, and he bolts upright with a sudden a urgency that borders on how he used to move. Feral and angry and so, so terrified, just an animal trying to keep itself safe.]
Fuck. Fuck. You're dead, you can't be here--!
[ Shit. They want too far, too quickly ]
Adrian, I'm not- shit. Sypha! Sypha!
[ This is out of his control and he knows it, but he's not sure if Sypha can even hear from here. He could make a run for the library - in truth, he's not sure if the castle would cooperate right now. Something's clearly wrong with Alucard, so it'll be acting weird and-
-as if on cue, the roar of the castle's engines working shakes the room. They're moving. He doesn't know where they're moving to, but they're going somewhere. ]
Adrian, I'm not dead. I'm here. Right here. Please-
[ There's another hand, now, at Alucard's throat. Cold as everything else here with those long, thin fingers and a grip like a vice. Carmilla's claws graze at the skin, not quite breaking it. ]
-wherever I please. My dear prince, you'll find I can be wherever I damn well please.
[ The hand at Alucard's throat tightens and loosens, almost playful in the same way that a child cutting up caterpillars is playful. ]
Adrian, I'm not- shit. Sypha! Sypha!
[ This is out of his control and he knows it, but he's not sure if Sypha can even hear from here. He could make a run for the library - in truth, he's not sure if the castle would cooperate right now. Something's clearly wrong with Alucard, so it'll be acting weird and-
-as if on cue, the roar of the castle's engines working shakes the room. They're moving. He doesn't know where they're moving to, but they're going somewhere. ]
Adrian, I'm not dead. I'm here. Right here. Please-
[ There's another hand, now, at Alucard's throat. Cold as everything else here with those long, thin fingers and a grip like a vice. Carmilla's claws graze at the skin, not quite breaking it. ]
-wherever I please. My dear prince, you'll find I can be wherever I damn well please.
[ The hand at Alucard's throat tightens and loosens, almost playful in the same way that a child cutting up caterpillars is playful. ]
Fuck, fuck!
[Alucard claws at his throat, nails digging into flesh. There's something there. There's a hand there, it's trying to choke him. His other hand reaches up at the air, slashing at eyes that aren't there.]
Trevor!? Sypha?!
[He's yelling for them, because he knows that'll fix the problem.]
[Alucard claws at his throat, nails digging into flesh. There's something there. There's a hand there, it's trying to choke him. His other hand reaches up at the air, slashing at eyes that aren't there.]
Trevor!? Sypha?!
[He's yelling for them, because he knows that'll fix the problem.]
[ He shouldn't touch Alucard. He knows that much. But- shit, he's hurting himself. And he can't let him keep doing that, either. He reaches out, sliding his hand between Alucard's hand and his throat, trying to guide it away. Trying to guide him back from wherever the fuck he is right now. ]
I'm here, Adrian. I'm here I'm not going to leave you-
I'm not going to leave you, Adrian. For all your long, long life. The mortals will fade, given time. But I? I will still be here. The oldest friend you will ever have. The only one you'll have left.
They'll be gone eventually, my dear prince. And then you will have eternity with only me. I wonder, how many centuries of this do you think you can manage?
[ There's another hand now. And that should be impossible, because that would mean Carmilla has three hands and two of them are occupying the same space. But logic doesn't matter here. Another of those bony hands threads its fingers through Alucard's, trying to wrestle his hand away from his throat. ]
I'm here, Adrian. I'm here I'm not going to leave you-
I'm not going to leave you, Adrian. For all your long, long life. The mortals will fade, given time. But I? I will still be here. The oldest friend you will ever have. The only one you'll have left.
They'll be gone eventually, my dear prince. And then you will have eternity with only me. I wonder, how many centuries of this do you think you can manage?
[ There's another hand now. And that should be impossible, because that would mean Carmilla has three hands and two of them are occupying the same space. But logic doesn't matter here. Another of those bony hands threads its fingers through Alucard's, trying to wrestle his hand away from his throat. ]
[Something else is touching him.
It's warm. So it can't be Carmilla. But it's still Carmilla, still her awful face, still her awful hands wringing his neck, and so Alucard's free hand grabs onto whatever he can and tries to fling it away. It's fast and furious and he's so scared and so worried and wanting to be free.]
No. No you don't get to be here for eternity, you're just...you're dead. More than dead. I...
[He snarls and shoves forward, as if attacking Carmilla will chase her away instead.]
It's warm. So it can't be Carmilla. But it's still Carmilla, still her awful face, still her awful hands wringing his neck, and so Alucard's free hand grabs onto whatever he can and tries to fling it away. It's fast and furious and he's so scared and so worried and wanting to be free.]
No. No you don't get to be here for eternity, you're just...you're dead. More than dead. I...
[He snarls and shoves forward, as if attacking Carmilla will chase her away instead.]
[ Alucard's hand grips his arm, and for a moment that seems correct. But- but shit, his arm doesn't bend that way, and Alucard is stronger than the joint of his elbow and-
You don't get to be here, he says, before his elbow gives an awful pop. And then there is a snarl- a real, vampiric one - and he's sent flying back against the ground, arm twisted in entirely the wrong direction, Alucard's weight coming down on his wrist until it gives with a sickening crunch.
He manages not to scream. But in truth, he probably didn't need to. The pained whimper and the choked attempt at taking in breath are loud enough to dismiss Carmilla, even if the pop and crunch weren't. She's gone, and Sypha's approaching footsteps are still a few hallways away. Alucard is alone with Trevor once again. ]
You don't get to be here, he says, before his elbow gives an awful pop. And then there is a snarl- a real, vampiric one - and he's sent flying back against the ground, arm twisted in entirely the wrong direction, Alucard's weight coming down on his wrist until it gives with a sickening crunch.
He manages not to scream. But in truth, he probably didn't need to. The pained whimper and the choked attempt at taking in breath are loud enough to dismiss Carmilla, even if the pop and crunch weren't. She's gone, and Sypha's approaching footsteps are still a few hallways away. Alucard is alone with Trevor once again. ]
Right. So you're telling me that I need to kiss a corpse. You're telling me that you have kissed a corpse, and I'm meant to be joining in.
[ They have a problem.
A few problems, actually. The first is that there are vampires aboard the Demeter, hidden among the passangers and crew. The second is that they have no fucking clue why there are vampires aboard the Demeter. The third is that this speaker girl apparently just kissed his luggage.
His luggage is a wooden crate containing a glass coffin lined with lilies and occupied by a young man, which makes the kissing both less and more weird at once. ]
Look, he was in my family's basement. He might be- I don't know. Related to me. Great great grandpa Belmont. Are you sure you want enabling that kind of nasty shit on your conscience?
[ The man isn't a Belmont, he knows that much. He's a vampire, and Belmonts who succumb to vampirism don't go in pretty glass coffins. He doesn't know what his family was thinking keeping a vampire - a live one, if sleeping - and it's a little late to ask. He just hauls the man and his box around. Talks at him sometimes, for lack of anyone else to talk at. He's been his only companion for the last seven or so years.
But now, now he's apparently the way out of this situation. He'll be able to sniff out other vampires, reveal their identities so that the three of them can kill them before they can retaliate by killing innocents, even sinking the ship. He just needs to wake up. ]
Fine, fine. But if this gets weird, it's your fault.
[ And Alucard wakes to the smell of saltwater and the churning of waves and a pair of hesitant lips on his. ]
[ They have a problem.
A few problems, actually. The first is that there are vampires aboard the Demeter, hidden among the passangers and crew. The second is that they have no fucking clue why there are vampires aboard the Demeter. The third is that this speaker girl apparently just kissed his luggage.
His luggage is a wooden crate containing a glass coffin lined with lilies and occupied by a young man, which makes the kissing both less and more weird at once. ]
Look, he was in my family's basement. He might be- I don't know. Related to me. Great great grandpa Belmont. Are you sure you want enabling that kind of nasty shit on your conscience?
[ The man isn't a Belmont, he knows that much. He's a vampire, and Belmonts who succumb to vampirism don't go in pretty glass coffins. He doesn't know what his family was thinking keeping a vampire - a live one, if sleeping - and it's a little late to ask. He just hauls the man and his box around. Talks at him sometimes, for lack of anyone else to talk at. He's been his only companion for the last seven or so years.
But now, now he's apparently the way out of this situation. He'll be able to sniff out other vampires, reveal their identities so that the three of them can kill them before they can retaliate by killing innocents, even sinking the ship. He just needs to wake up. ]
Fine, fine. But if this gets weird, it's your fault.
[ And Alucard wakes to the smell of saltwater and the churning of waves and a pair of hesitant lips on his. ]
[Alucard has felt the world creep in on him in bits and pieces. He hears snippets of various Belmonts over the centuries. Sometimes they're female and making lewd comments. Sometimes it's an archivist or collection manager who wants to know why they're keeping a vampire at all.
Lately it's been only one Belmont, and it's one who talks to him when he is very sad. He apologizes for clunking him about sometimes too. And...
...and he rests, mostly, wrapped up in a spell of so very deep sleep and not woken. Alucard doesn't know what spell he's been placed under, only that he hasn't roused from it since it was cast. But that memory comes in after his mind is allowed to stir, and soon after that revelation, he seems to always return to deep slumber.
His nose reacts first. Saltwater has smacked him upside the head. It's mixed with the musk of someone but...oh, that's a Belmont smell, Alucard knows that much. His fangs tense, but first his eyes flicker open and--
--this isn't the Hold. He remembers the hold. What it smelled like. This isn't the hold.]
Hmph!?
[One normal eye and one scarred eye take up the full of his vision.]
Lately it's been only one Belmont, and it's one who talks to him when he is very sad. He apologizes for clunking him about sometimes too. And...
...and he rests, mostly, wrapped up in a spell of so very deep sleep and not woken. Alucard doesn't know what spell he's been placed under, only that he hasn't roused from it since it was cast. But that memory comes in after his mind is allowed to stir, and soon after that revelation, he seems to always return to deep slumber.
His nose reacts first. Saltwater has smacked him upside the head. It's mixed with the musk of someone but...oh, that's a Belmont smell, Alucard knows that much. His fangs tense, but first his eyes flicker open and--
--this isn't the Hold. He remembers the hold. What it smelled like. This isn't the hold.]
Hmph!?
[One normal eye and one scarred eye take up the full of his vision.]
[ Oh. He has gold eyes. He’d always kind of wondered.
Wait. His eyes are open.
Trevor darts backward so quickly that it’s a wonder he doesn’t catch his lips on any fangs. His hand hovers over one of the knives strapped to his chest, but he doesn’t take it. Instead he points at the speaker. ]
This got weird, and it’s your fault!
I do not make things weird, I set them right.
[ Trevor just gestures at their corpse who is no longer a corpse. Weird. And then actually addresses him. ]
Shit, so all this time carrying your arse around and I could have just made you wake up and walk.
Wait. His eyes are open.
Trevor darts backward so quickly that it’s a wonder he doesn’t catch his lips on any fangs. His hand hovers over one of the knives strapped to his chest, but he doesn’t take it. Instead he points at the speaker. ]
This got weird, and it’s your fault!
I do not make things weird, I set them right.
[ Trevor just gestures at their corpse who is no longer a corpse. Weird. And then actually addresses him. ]
Shit, so all this time carrying your arse around and I could have just made you wake up and walk.
[Alucard's eyes go from Trevor to his companion. She's in a famil-- Speaker his mind supplies, and so he understands a little of what's happened. Whatever the key to the enchantment was (some kind of affection beyond the kiss), she's solved it.
His long fingers brush against the glass of the case, over the flowers, and he feels the cushions beneath. The Belmonts, to his genuine surprise, have taken care of him. Strange. But nice, in their way and--
--Ah. That's who's been so sad around him, it seems.]
If you had made it weird, it seems. [He's sat up now, and his eyes go to Sypha.]
What is the year of your Lord?
His long fingers brush against the glass of the case, over the flowers, and he feels the cushions beneath. The Belmonts, to his genuine surprise, have taken care of him. Strange. But nice, in their way and--
--Ah. That's who's been so sad around him, it seems.]
If you had made it weird, it seems. [He's sat up now, and his eyes go to Sypha.]
What is the year of your Lord?
The year is 1876, it turned only a few days ago. It is winter, and this is a ship bound for England. When we make it-
-If. If we make it. One thing at a time, Speaker. [ He turns back to Alucard, trying very hard to be businesslike at this man he just kissed. This man who is the only thing he has left of home. ] There are vampires aboard the ship, but if they figure out that I know that and drop the secrecy, we have a whole lot of innocents with nowhere to run. She figured you’d be able to sniff them out.
[ We kissed you so you could smell vampires, is what he’s saying. ]
It’s going to be difficult to do this without casualties even if you can, but at least we’ll have a chance.
-If. If we make it. One thing at a time, Speaker. [ He turns back to Alucard, trying very hard to be businesslike at this man he just kissed. This man who is the only thing he has left of home. ] There are vampires aboard the ship, but if they figure out that I know that and drop the secrecy, we have a whole lot of innocents with nowhere to run. She figured you’d be able to sniff them out.
[ We kissed you so you could smell vampires, is what he’s saying. ]
It’s going to be difficult to do this without casualties even if you can, but at least we’ll have a chance.
[1876 the Speaker says, and that causes Alucard to go still. He's been in that coffin for four hundred years. That's...
...he can't dwell on it. What the other two are speaking of is more important, and he has to take it seriously. The luxury of time, sitting, ruminating, making peace with the past, it's not available to him.
Carefully, he floats up and out of the coffin, landing neatly to the side of it.]
I see. [And he does. He was awoken to do what he does best: defeat other vampires.] And they cannot see me, as like will recognize like. You have a room aboard, yes?
...he can't dwell on it. What the other two are speaking of is more important, and he has to take it seriously. The luxury of time, sitting, ruminating, making peace with the past, it's not available to him.
Carefully, he floats up and out of the coffin, landing neatly to the side of it.]
I see. [And he does. He was awoken to do what he does best: defeat other vampires.] And they cannot see me, as like will recognize like. You have a room aboard, yes?
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