[ He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little jealous, as he often does very unconvincingly. Alucard’s been through so much more, so much more recently, and yet he’s mostly recovered only a few weeks later while Trevor’s still walking with a crutch and taking medicine to keep his immune system from fighting off the magic that’s holding him together until his body manages to rebuild itself.
But jealousy won’t change things. And feeling useless over it will change even less. And there is a reason why Alucard’s recovering so quickly. It’s blood. Animal, mostly, since his need for it to recover exceeds their capacity to give. Their own blood is once a week, alternating weeks, so they have a while to recover. He’s been back using the syringes ever since the feeding immediately after their return here, and-
-he does kind of prefer the alternative, thinking about it and looking down at the needle in his hand. He felt more useful. More needed. Like he was doing something more valuable than sticking a needle in the inside of his elbow and watching a glass tube fill with red.
He puts the needle aside and stands, and soon the way to the library is filled with the now familiar scraping of his crutch on the stone floor. ]
Roleswap: Trevor why are you so into vore
But jealousy won’t change things. And feeling useless over it will change even less. And there is a reason why Alucard’s recovering so quickly. It’s blood. Animal, mostly, since his need for it to recover exceeds their capacity to give. Their own blood is once a week, alternating weeks, so they have a while to recover. He’s been back using the syringes ever since the feeding immediately after their return here, and-
-he does kind of prefer the alternative, thinking about it and looking down at the needle in his hand. He felt more useful. More needed. Like he was doing something more valuable than sticking a needle in the inside of his elbow and watching a glass tube fill with red.
He puts the needle aside and stands, and soon the way to the library is filled with the now familiar scraping of his crutch on the stone floor. ]
Adrian?