[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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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.