[ Trevor is more than happy to be anywhere else. Even Dracula's castle - terrifying not for its master but for its mistress - is a better place to be than here. ]
You mean to move humanity forward? To see their fear of the dark fade away? My darling- [ She chuckles. ] You have inspired more fear than anything else. Made me strong. And I am more than willing to bet on you continuing to do so. You are not a patient man, are you? And humans learn and grow so slowly, and their time is so, so, short...
[ She takes one of the flowers from her hair and tosses it into the waiting maw of her writhing, twisting mass of a body. Trevor pulls his arms around Alucard, leading him to the shadow, and they're gone as the queen moves on to a truly dangerous topic. ]
...I wonder when the source of your newfound compassion will fade away. You will make war, then. You will rip my children limb from limb. You will gouge out their eyes and fill the sockets with molten iron and you will never touch me. They will fear you, and I will grow stronger. You will run out of my children and turn back to your wife's kind and rend them apart. The pretty ones, the ones that look like her, you will tell to run. And you will chase them and you will tear their beautiful hides from their bodies with your teeth. You will stalk the night in a coat sewn from their skins to feel her embrace once again and you will give the world something to fear. You will feed me. All monsters do.
[In a moment, Alucard is through the darkness. To be at the castle is already a relief from the heat of the flames, as is the fact that his mother is already there and waiting for him. There's no time for the vampire to waste, he wraps his arms around her immediately. There's no point in denying that the ordeal was terrifying, that what he just saw was beyond words, and that to be home is the greatest thing he could ask for now.
But as for Dracula, there is only renewed heat to the flames. They're nearly white now, blinding, and they suit his own mood far too well. There is wisdom in not responding to any of the threats, as much as he wishes to. There is wisdom in not tearing the Queen from limb to limb as she stands before him.]
Your crown will crumble and you shall cease to be.
[ It's good, to see Alucard back here. Safe. The wings shrug themselves free from his shoulders, flying back to Trevor in a cloud and mostly making it. Mostly. A few fall to the ground, having brushed against Lisa's gentle hands.
She is terrifying. A living embodiment of curiosity and doubt. Lisa looks up, just for a moment, tilting her head and trying to make sense of him and it's all he can do not to scream. ]
You're- probably sick of having me around. [ He manages to gasp out. ] You'll be safe, with her, and-
[ He pushes something small and silvery into Alucard's pocket (his memory of the kiss - he shouldn't keep it if he only has it because Alucard was in danger) and leans close to whisper. ]
-my name is Trevor Belmont. Use it to find me, if you need help.
[It's a lot. It's a lot overwhelming because just with that one hug, Lisa understands her son's immediate medical needs as well as the emotional ones. She does the kindness of withdrawing into the castle's great gaping doors to allow just a moment of privacy.
The thing in Alucard's pocket is...he isn't sure what, exactly, but it's not an unpleasant weight to have there.
He nods, understanding. A real name, that's a hell of a thing to give freely.]
I'll remember it. [More importantly though:] Go, before he goes home.
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You mean to move humanity forward? To see their fear of the dark fade away? My darling- [ She chuckles. ] You have inspired more fear than anything else. Made me strong. And I am more than willing to bet on you continuing to do so. You are not a patient man, are you? And humans learn and grow so slowly, and their time is so, so, short...
[ She takes one of the flowers from her hair and tosses it into the waiting maw of her writhing, twisting mass of a body. Trevor pulls his arms around Alucard, leading him to the shadow, and they're gone as the queen moves on to a truly dangerous topic. ]
...I wonder when the source of your newfound compassion will fade away. You will make war, then. You will rip my children limb from limb. You will gouge out their eyes and fill the sockets with molten iron and you will never touch me. They will fear you, and I will grow stronger. You will run out of my children and turn back to your wife's kind and rend them apart. The pretty ones, the ones that look like her, you will tell to run. And you will chase them and you will tear their beautiful hides from their bodies with your teeth. You will stalk the night in a coat sewn from their skins to feel her embrace once again and you will give the world something to fear. You will feed me. All monsters do.
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But as for Dracula, there is only renewed heat to the flames. They're nearly white now, blinding, and they suit his own mood far too well. There is wisdom in not responding to any of the threats, as much as he wishes to. There is wisdom in not tearing the Queen from limb to limb as she stands before him.]
Your crown will crumble and you shall cease to be.
[It is said with far too much certainty.]
I shall await it with great patience.
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She is terrifying. A living embodiment of curiosity and doubt. Lisa looks up, just for a moment, tilting her head and trying to make sense of him and it's all he can do not to scream. ]
You're- probably sick of having me around. [ He manages to gasp out. ] You'll be safe, with her, and-
[ He pushes something small and silvery into Alucard's pocket (his memory of the kiss - he shouldn't keep it if he only has it because Alucard was in danger) and leans close to whisper. ]
-my name is Trevor Belmont. Use it to find me, if you need help.
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The thing in Alucard's pocket is...he isn't sure what, exactly, but it's not an unpleasant weight to have there.
He nods, understanding. A real name, that's a hell of a thing to give freely.]
I'll remember it. [More importantly though:] Go, before he goes home.