[ He had a plan. A proper, well thought out plan. The whip is near enough useless in tight quarters like this, and so then he had a new plan. And then there were pigs, and so he had to work around those, and-
Fuck plans, he's going in.
There are heavier footfalls accompanied by the sound of a crutch hitting the ground, followed by lighter ones. Quiet 'oofs' from the both of them as they push past the hanging bodies. A quiet, horrified 'oh-' from Sypha after one of those, followed by the sound of a body being pushed away and those quiet footsteps moving quicker. And then the load of bodies is becoming lighter, until the last of the corpses between the two of them and Carmilla's body is gone. ]
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck-
[ Before he knows she's dead, Trevor is pushing Sypha back. Trying to get her clear of Carmilla. Sypha is having none of it. There's a whoosh of air, followed by a long spike of frozen blood that rises from the ground with enough force to puncture Carmilla's body and lift her away from Alucard. ]
-dead. Thank god. Thank god. And- shit. Shit, Adrian-
[ There are hands on Alucard now. Warm ones, lifting him carefully from the corpse pile. A smaller, warmer one brushing hair away from his face. ]
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[ He had a plan. A proper, well thought out plan. The whip is near enough useless in tight quarters like this, and so then he had a new plan. And then there were pigs, and so he had to work around those, and-
Fuck plans, he's going in.
There are heavier footfalls accompanied by the sound of a crutch hitting the ground, followed by lighter ones. Quiet 'oofs' from the both of them as they push past the hanging bodies. A quiet, horrified 'oh-' from Sypha after one of those, followed by the sound of a body being pushed away and those quiet footsteps moving quicker. And then the load of bodies is becoming lighter, until the last of the corpses between the two of them and Carmilla's body is gone. ]
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck-
[ Before he knows she's dead, Trevor is pushing Sypha back. Trying to get her clear of Carmilla. Sypha is having none of it. There's a whoosh of air, followed by a long spike of frozen blood that rises from the ground with enough force to puncture Carmilla's body and lift her away from Alucard. ]
-dead. Thank god. Thank god. And- shit. Shit, Adrian-
[ There are hands on Alucard now. Warm ones, lifting him carefully from the corpse pile. A smaller, warmer one brushing hair away from his face. ]