[They look a mess as they burst above ground. It's a blessing that it's dark out, the street not terribly busy and many a light off in the homes that line the street. Alucard knows that if it was daylight, they'd be in fine trouble indeed.
Such as it is, he takes care to put the cover of the catacomb entrance back to where it was the moment that Trevor releases his hand. He can't trust that whatever is below ground won't come back up, but for now, they have to leave it be.
Alucard glances down at his hand. The mark from Trevor's grip is already fading. It's tempting to reach over and take Trevor's hand again, but...public.]
We attract a cetain type of beast, I suppose.
[He says it darkly, no humor to his voice.]
That thing has our scent now. When we return, we need to mask it.
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Such as it is, he takes care to put the cover of the catacomb entrance back to where it was the moment that Trevor releases his hand. He can't trust that whatever is below ground won't come back up, but for now, they have to leave it be.
Alucard glances down at his hand. The mark from Trevor's grip is already fading. It's tempting to reach over and take Trevor's hand again, but...public.]
We attract a cetain type of beast, I suppose.
[He says it darkly, no humor to his voice.]
That thing has our scent now. When we return, we need to mask it.