[And he's stuck. He's stuck and his father will go to war and destroy all of faerie to make it otherwise. Alucard doesn't want that much bloodshed for any reason, most certaintly not in his own name. He hates this, he hates that the other Belmonts feel miles away, he hates how time and space work in this liminal spot in the universe.
Alucard's hand is free, but only for a fleeting moment. There is another fae that's grabbed his hand, and Alucard immediately backs away so that the hand on is hip is forced to fall away or to grip tighter. The latter is a dare, to risk grabbing the son of Dracula and suffering consequences from it. He cannot and will not harm others, but provocation, that Alucard can lay an argument for.
He's all ice when he responds, drawing himself up far too high and channeling every moment he has seen his father be a terror.]
I see that far nobler houses have no concept of manners or respect for guests, grabbing them as if they're meat on a buffet - or do I mistake my position here?
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[And he's stuck. He's stuck and his father will go to war and destroy all of faerie to make it otherwise. Alucard doesn't want that much bloodshed for any reason, most certaintly not in his own name. He hates this, he hates that the other Belmonts feel miles away, he hates how time and space work in this liminal spot in the universe.
Alucard's hand is free, but only for a fleeting moment. There is another fae that's grabbed his hand, and Alucard immediately backs away so that the hand on is hip is forced to fall away or to grip tighter. The latter is a dare, to risk grabbing the son of Dracula and suffering consequences from it. He cannot and will not harm others, but provocation, that Alucard can lay an argument for.
He's all ice when he responds, drawing himself up far too high and channeling every moment he has seen his father be a terror.]
I see that far nobler houses have no concept of manners or respect for guests, grabbing them as if they're meat on a buffet - or do I mistake my position here?