[Alucard channels every ounce of his father's presence, staring down at the peacock with the disdain Dracula reserves for the surname Belmont. It isn't a bad impression, all things considered, and he knows the stare he gives could freeze rivers. There are no clever words, only the quiet relief of watching the peacock finally retreat and the aggressive Not Caring in his voice.
But then they're away from the other predators. Alucard doesn't care about what rules have been broken. He's safe for the immediate present. That's all that matters, and whatever defense is needed, they'll use.
The wings may not be around him. But Alucard sits down next to Trevor, and there's a hand that reaches out Trevor's without even waiting for permission.]
Don't be. [He sighs, breathing out two soft words, clearly wounded:] Tainted blood.
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But then they're away from the other predators. Alucard doesn't care about what rules have been broken. He's safe for the immediate present. That's all that matters, and whatever defense is needed, they'll use.
The wings may not be around him. But Alucard sits down next to Trevor, and there's a hand that reaches out Trevor's without even waiting for permission.]
Don't be. [He sighs, breathing out two soft words, clearly wounded:] Tainted blood.