[Alucard calls for Sypha all the same. He screams her name when the room is suddenly full of moths, because there's too much going on at once. This isn't normal medicine. This is magic, and Alucard isn't the right person to deal with it.
Sypha comes running in, and oh, she understands immediately. Moths. The moths that have guided her to the castle every time since this faerie deal had to be made.]
I don't know what I'm--
Stop. Let me think.. [There's little time, but Sypha looks at all the moths and then to Trevor.]
[ Shit. There’s iron in his system, still. Iron in the bodies of every moth he’s turning into. He can’t vanish into a cloud of moths entirely, but nor can he re-form into a man. He’s just stuck in between, half a body and a cloud of moths.
Unfortunately, organs are important. The heart and lungs, specifically, are important. And those are currently absent from the part of him that’s a man, what with them being part of the moth cloud. He gasps air in and out uselessly as he tries to answer Sypha’s question, and then something lucky happens.
There is a stand next to him, a tall metal pole with a bag of liquid hanging from it that was previously attached to his arm. In the panic, Sypha knocks it. As it falls it catches the chain of Alucard’s locket, snapping the chain and sending the little box falling to the ground. ]
[Alucard just wants to scream. His parent's wisdom of ages is nothing for something magic based. He understands that iron is a problem, but iron is in every living organism and--
--it doesn't matter. Sypha's knocked the IV over, the stupid locket Alucard keeps hidden falls, and when it hits the ground it shatters from sheer force.
A single moth escapes. Alucard doesn't realize it, he just looks at Sypha with even more panic on his face.]
[ One. Just one moth that wasn’t exposed to that box. That’s enough. It flutters up past Alucard, coming to land at the exposed rib where Trevor’s body ends.
As swiftly as it began, the moth problem ends. He becomes whole again. More whole than he was before, even. The mark on his chest, where one of those nails had driven into his heart and where the moth from the locket landed, is gone.
He gasps for air for a moment longer, then lies back again. Shit. He can’t leave now, not until he’s well enough to return that moth. ]
Shit. I’ll get you another when I can. [ His voice is stained, but the difference between now and a few moments ago is immense. That one moth made a massive difference. ]
[It's the first word out of Alucard's mouth once he can find words again. It's breathless and baffled and wanting to know what, what in the name of God is going on. (Alucard has been brought up understanding there's a God, but he doesn't like Him at all.)
Shit. He's right, they need another locket. Alucard understands the locket keeps him safe. Away from the Queen of Faeries. But oh, that moth was needed.]
I...no, you need it. I'll stay in the castle, I'll make sure Leon has enough light.
Yeah. Me. I-sorry. I’ll be out of your hair as soon as I can get you another of those necklaces to keep her away, promise.
[ He looks between Alucard and Sypha a little ruefully. He knows- Sypha’s the type to babble when she’s excited to see her vampire crush, even to deer and moths. It’s good. Means the marriage hasn’t messed up Alucard’s life too much. He’d rather not get in the way of it.
He looks up at the ceiling, lying back down as Alucard speaks. ]
You need something? I can’t- ugh- [ Breathing hurts. If he can’t leave anyway he doesn’t want to try sitting up again. ]-can’t do much. But if it’s something I can help you with-
[ Well. Now he's definitely not going anywhere. His eyes flit between Sypha and his husband, and then he closes them to sigh. ]
It'll fix itself, now I have one of them that isn't poisoned. Just might take a while. I'll need to get new moths to replace the poisoned ones as they die off. They're easy enough to come by in summer.
[ His husband is fretting over him. That only just strikes him, and he's both happy about it and concerned. He's supposed to not bother the man at all, and here he is worrying over him! But it's still nice to know that he cares. He opens his eyes to give an anemic smile, the kind with gritted teeth behind it. ]
I'm really fucking hard to kill, you don't need to worry.
[Alucard and Sypha are both careful as they listen. Alucard nods, but the rest is...he knows it's magic. There doesn't have to be logic involved. And yet the idea that just having moths around will fix the issue chafes at him in a way that he doesn't like.
I'm really fucking hard to kill he boasts, but Alucard isn't convinced.]
[ He tries to shake his head, but that doesn’t happen. ]
Not much. Salt’ll rust the iron, but it’s too late for most of them. [ The moths, he means. ] They’re going to die no matter what at this point. Worst comes to worst, I’ll be down to just the one you were taking care of and have to rebuild. But it shouldn’t get that bad. Might be down a limb or three for a couple weeks.
Just going to need time. Time and moths.
[ Which is to say that he’s going to have to trouble Alucard a while longer. Leon’s going to be mad. ]
[Down a limb or three for a couple of weeks.. Trevor says it so casually, and Alucard's jaw simply drops. He's not okay with that concept, and the look he gives Sypha betrays all of it in a second.
And so Alucard says the only thing he can manage now:]
The sun will be up soon.
[Leon must be able to speed this along. He must.]
We can make you comfortable until then. I'm not sure what that looks like for you but...
No, I meant- I just want to be able to move my head around.
[ His eyes follow Alucard when Sypha asks her question, and he frowns as he tries to figure out how much he’s supposed to be telling either of them. In the end- ]
Got stuck in a box. [...no, she deserves at least a little better than that. ] There’s vampire bullshit happening, and I got distracted and missed some human bullshit. And then the human bullshit wanted to sell me to the vampire bullshit and- lot of bulls, all with very healthy digestive systems.
[Alucard can do that much. He removes the few psuedo restraints that were useful for trying to stabelize Trevor, but now? How he just puts a few extra pillows behind Trevor's head and that's that. Comfy, but he can move.
Sypha frowns at the explanation, which makes it clear she really doesn't buy it. Alucard only shakes his head.]
[ He breathes out deeply, settling his head into the pillows properly. There’s probably no such thing as comfortable right now, but this is as close as he’s likely to get. ]
Wouldn’t have. Not as long as you had the last moth. [ He’s being stubborn about this, but it backfires. Sypha’s the one to catch on. ]
If there was never a chance of the Queen finding her way here- [ Her eyes narrow ]
...it’s not her you were talking about, is it? It’s a different ‘she’. Your- ‘vampire bullshit’?
[ Ugh. Uuuuuugh. He’s gonna get in so much trouble with dad for scaring his husband if he tells the truth, but- ]
Speak. Truthfully.
[ -But Sypha Belnades is very dedicated to protecting her boyfriend, and he literally cannot not tell them the truth, because she’s also in possession of a will of steel. ]
...A vampire we thought we’d killed [ Please at least let him get away with not specifying Carmilla in front of his husband. ] is gathering forces under the pretence of rescuing their stolen prince from us. I fucked up investigating her, one of her human prisoners betrayed the others while I was leading them away. He thought she’d pay well if he put me in a box, I suppose.
[That's more than Alucard would have even thought of, and no wonder she angered the Faerie Queen. Alucard doesn't say that out loud, but oh, he listens. Listens and...
...oh.
Carmilla's name isn't said, but he knows her all the same. She was dead. Leon said it was so, it was the only reason Alucard even followed after the man who murdered his father. If he could kill Carmilla, he could make sure no one else tried to do the same thing with Alucard.
It was a child's logic, of course, but it had long since proven true.]
That's enough.
[His eyes meet Sypha's, betraying to her how much more meaning there is here. Sypha's been coming to the castle for so long, she's learned about Alucard's past. She couldn't not, not when she's spent so much time going through Dracula's and Lisa's books.
She won’t make it here. If she does, your guard- [ That is to say, that one bunny- ]
Stop. Just rest.
[ Sypha sighs and looks away, a hand settling on Alucard’s shoulder. ] You should rest, too. We all should. He’s stable, that’s all that matters for now.
[Alucard lets Sypha guide him away, deep into the castle. It's the castle that guides them to somewhere safe and away from Trevor, a room of soft sofas and cushions on window niches, a warm, roaring fire in addition to the natural heating of the castle. Somehow in all of the panic and fear that the vampire's going through, Sypha's hands find his and she tries to calm and soothe him. It quickly escalates into lips over lips, and it's been some time since they've shared a passionate round of making out.
The sun does indeed rise. Alucard rises with it, and so when Trevor wakes, there is water, juice, and some soft, fluffy scrambled eggs waiting.]
[ It’s awkward. Even with his antlers cut down to tiny stubs hidden entirely beneath his hair, he can smell the speaker on Alucard. It’s fine. The marriage is in words only, after all. It’s just- still a little awkward.
He pulls himself up a little, hissing as he bends but eventually managing. The one healthy moth leaves him to perch on the edge of the glass of orange juice and drink. Nom nom nom. ]
He’ll be back sooner or later. If I had to guess- he’s probably trying to work out if the box asshole left any clue as to how to get to her.
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[ He can deal with this. It'd be a massive lie to say he's dealt with worse or even similar, but he's a Belmont, he can deal with this. And-
-then he looks up at the man attending to him. He blinks and then his eyes widen, and immediately half of him is gone as the room fills with moths. ]
-can't be here. I can't-
[ The moths move back and forth, in and out from him like lungs shrinking and expanding as he forms and reforms, unable to vanish completely. ]
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Sypha comes running in, and oh, she understands immediately. Moths. The moths that have guided her to the castle every time since this faerie deal had to be made.]
I don't know what I'm--
Stop. Let me think.. [There's little time, but Sypha looks at all the moths and then to Trevor.]
Where's the main one?
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Unfortunately, organs are important. The heart and lungs, specifically, are important. And those are currently absent from the part of him that’s a man, what with them being part of the moth cloud. He gasps air in and out uselessly as he tries to answer Sypha’s question, and then something lucky happens.
There is a stand next to him, a tall metal pole with a bag of liquid hanging from it that was previously attached to his arm. In the panic, Sypha knocks it. As it falls it catches the chain of Alucard’s locket, snapping the chain and sending the little box falling to the ground. ]
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--it doesn't matter. Sypha's knocked the IV over, the stupid locket Alucard keeps hidden falls, and when it hits the ground it shatters from sheer force.
A single moth escapes. Alucard doesn't realize it, he just looks at Sypha with even more panic on his face.]
How do we stop him from hemmoraging moths?!
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As swiftly as it began, the moth problem ends. He becomes whole again. More whole than he was before, even. The mark on his chest, where one of those nails had driven into his heart and where the moth from the locket landed, is gone.
He gasps for air for a moment longer, then lies back again. Shit. He can’t leave now, not until he’s well enough to return that moth. ]
Shit. I’ll get you another when I can. [ His voice is stained, but the difference between now and a few moments ago is immense. That one moth made a massive difference. ]
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[It's the first word out of Alucard's mouth once he can find words again. It's breathless and baffled and wanting to know what, what in the name of God is going on. (Alucard has been brought up understanding there's a God, but he doesn't like Him at all.)
Shit. He's right, they need another locket. Alucard understands the locket keeps him safe. Away from the Queen of Faeries. But oh, that moth was needed.]
I...no, you need it. I'll stay in the castle, I'll make sure Leon has enough light.
[Where is he anyway?]
Can I...I don't know....
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[ He looks between Alucard and Sypha a little ruefully. He knows- Sypha’s the type to babble when she’s excited to see her vampire crush, even to deer and moths. It’s good. Means the marriage hasn’t messed up Alucard’s life too much. He’d rather not get in the way of it.
He looks up at the ceiling, lying back down as Alucard speaks. ]
You need something? I can’t- ugh- [ Breathing hurts. If he can’t leave anyway he doesn’t want to try sitting up again. ]-can’t do much. But if it’s something I can help you with-
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[Being so far removed from Trevor means that Alucard doesn't quite understand the matter of commands, and he misses Sypha's face when she cringes.]
If...if you have any idea of how to fix this, tell us. Please.
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It'll fix itself, now I have one of them that isn't poisoned. Just might take a while. I'll need to get new moths to replace the poisoned ones as they die off. They're easy enough to come by in summer.
[ His husband is fretting over him. That only just strikes him, and he's both happy about it and concerned. He's supposed to not bother the man at all, and here he is worrying over him! But it's still nice to know that he cares. He opens his eyes to give an anemic smile, the kind with gritted teeth behind it. ]
I'm really fucking hard to kill, you don't need to worry.
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I'm really fucking hard to kill he boasts, but Alucard isn't convinced.]
But in the mean time, can anything be done?
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[ He tries to shake his head, but that doesn’t happen. ]
Not much. Salt’ll rust the iron, but it’s too late for most of them. [ The moths, he means. ] They’re going to die no matter what at this point. Worst comes to worst, I’ll be down to just the one you were taking care of and have to rebuild. But it shouldn’t get that bad. Might be down a limb or three for a couple weeks.
Just going to need time. Time and moths.
[ Which is to say that he’s going to have to trouble Alucard a while longer. Leon’s going to be mad. ]
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And so Alucard says the only thing he can manage now:]
The sun will be up soon.
[Leon must be able to speed this along. He must.]
We can make you comfortable until then. I'm not sure what that looks like for you but...
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[ Staying perfectly still is kind of uncomfortable. But then Alucard mentions the sun, mentions Leon. ]
Tell my pa that I have no fucking clue where she is, once he shows up? Couldn’t exactly see a whole lot from in there.
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[Alucard isn't sure he can do much else. But he does get a chair. That allows Sypha ample time to ask a simple question:]
What happened anyway?
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[ His eyes follow Alucard when Sypha asks her question, and he frowns as he tries to figure out how much he’s supposed to be telling either of them. In the end- ]
Got stuck in a box. [...no, she deserves at least a little better than that. ] There’s vampire bullshit happening, and I got distracted and missed some human bullshit. And then the human bullshit wanted to sell me to the vampire bullshit and- lot of bulls, all with very healthy digestive systems.
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[Alucard can do that much. He removes the few psuedo restraints that were useful for trying to stabelize Trevor, but now? How he just puts a few extra pillows behind Trevor's head and that's that. Comfy, but he can move.
Sypha frowns at the explanation, which makes it clear she really doesn't buy it. Alucard only shakes his head.]
I didn't follow any of that, did you?
Not a bit.
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[ And at them not following his bad explanation, he just sighs again. ]
It’s okay, you don’t need to follow it. She won’t find her way here. That’s what’s important.
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Move freely.
[But as for not knowing, well, Alucard doesn't like that. Not one bit.]
But it caused you to be hurt. We should know. It almost impacted the deal.
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[ He breathes out deeply, settling his head into the pillows properly. There’s probably no such thing as comfortable right now, but this is as close as he’s likely to get. ]
Wouldn’t have. Not as long as you had the last moth. [ He’s being stubborn about this, but it backfires. Sypha’s the one to catch on. ]
If there was never a chance of the Queen finding her way here- [ Her eyes narrow ]
...it’s not her you were talking about, is it? It’s a different ‘she’. Your- ‘vampire bullshit’?
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Or human bullshit?
[Rarely does Alucard swear. It sounds super strange coming out of his mouth, if he's being honest.]
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Speak. Truthfully.
[ -But Sypha Belnades is very dedicated to protecting her boyfriend, and he literally cannot not tell them the truth, because she’s also in possession of a will of steel. ]
...A vampire we thought we’d killed [ Please at least let him get away with not specifying Carmilla in front of his husband. ] is gathering forces under the pretence of rescuing their stolen prince from us. I fucked up investigating her, one of her human prisoners betrayed the others while I was leading them away. He thought she’d pay well if he put me in a box, I suppose.
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...oh.
Carmilla's name isn't said, but he knows her all the same. She was dead. Leon said it was so, it was the only reason Alucard even followed after the man who murdered his father. If he could kill Carmilla, he could make sure no one else tried to do the same thing with Alucard.
It was a child's logic, of course, but it had long since proven true.]
That's enough.
[His eyes meet Sypha's, betraying to her how much more meaning there is here. Sypha's been coming to the castle for so long, she's learned about Alucard's past. She couldn't not, not when she's spent so much time going through Dracula's and Lisa's books.
Softly, his shoulders slump forward.]
I'm going to go get some water.
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Stop. Just rest.
[ Sypha sighs and looks away, a hand settling on Alucard’s shoulder. ] You should rest, too. We all should. He’s stable, that’s all that matters for now.
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[Alucard lets Sypha guide him away, deep into the castle. It's the castle that guides them to somewhere safe and away from Trevor, a room of soft sofas and cushions on window niches, a warm, roaring fire in addition to the natural heating of the castle. Somehow in all of the panic and fear that the vampire's going through, Sypha's hands find his and she tries to calm and soothe him. It quickly escalates into lips over lips, and it's been some time since they've shared a passionate round of making out.
The sun does indeed rise. Alucard rises with it, and so when Trevor wakes, there is water, juice, and some soft, fluffy scrambled eggs waiting.]
Your father is slightly delayed.
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[ It’s awkward. Even with his antlers cut down to tiny stubs hidden entirely beneath his hair, he can smell the speaker on Alucard. It’s fine. The marriage is in words only, after all. It’s just- still a little awkward.
He pulls himself up a little, hissing as he bends but eventually managing. The one healthy moth leaves him to perch on the edge of the glass of orange juice and drink. Nom nom nom. ]
He’ll be back sooner or later. If I had to guess- he’s probably trying to work out if the box asshole left any clue as to how to get to her.
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