I'll try and improve. Forgive me if there's a steep learning curve.
[The tent is almost silver. That feels like mockery too.
With each step towards it though, there's a visible shift in Alucard's demeanor A stiffness, a posture that borders on looming, shoulders back, eyes dead ahead, body temperature even lower than normal. Be boring. Be predictable. Be every inch Dracula's son, and something willing, that will be the end of it.
There is no one else in the tent, which does not put the vampire at ease. Oh, there are soft furnishings everywhere, beautiful rugs that would put the Persians to shame, the golden thread flickering from the light that comes in on the other side, and tapestries of great feasts and hunts line every wall. There is no dais in the center, but ringed around the space are low cushions, the kind that the Turks lounge on in their own opulent palaces.
Alucard's gaze, now a cold and hardened thing, moves to Trevor. In that look there is a single question is this safe?]
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[The tent is almost silver. That feels like mockery too.
With each step towards it though, there's a visible shift in Alucard's demeanor A stiffness, a posture that borders on looming, shoulders back, eyes dead ahead, body temperature even lower than normal. Be boring. Be predictable. Be every inch Dracula's son, and something willing, that will be the end of it.
There is no one else in the tent, which does not put the vampire at ease. Oh, there are soft furnishings everywhere, beautiful rugs that would put the Persians to shame, the golden thread flickering from the light that comes in on the other side, and tapestries of great feasts and hunts line every wall. There is no dais in the center, but ringed around the space are low cushions, the kind that the Turks lounge on in their own opulent palaces.
Alucard's gaze, now a cold and hardened thing, moves to Trevor. In that look there is a single question is this safe?]