[ Leon Belmont either does not understand sarcasm or understands it very well and is a master at turning it back on the user and some days it is hard to tell which. Trevor does not pet the bunny, but it does hop up onto his chest and boop his nose with a tiny paw. Boop. ]
Lessons, then. I cannot be here myself, but we will see to it that you are instructed.
[ The rabbit moves from Trevor's chest over to the breakfast plate he's left, mostly still full, on the bedside table. She sniffs at the knife and then looks up at Leon, one ear flopping down quizzically. He nods. ]
[Alucard wants to know the full of what's going on. He should argue that he has the right. But words are things that demand care when it comes to the fae, and honestly Alucard has spent many a night wondering why Leon hasn't killed him as well. It would be easier, surely.]
I would also ask that you tell me anything else that's vital that I know. I...it is wrong to keep me wholly ignorant if Carmilla is back and has designs on my life.
[He's missed the rabbit's movement, admittedly. He'll figure it out later.[
[ It’s Trevor’s turn to answer this time. Leon opens his mouth to say something, then closes it again. ]
She was- shit, you don’t need to know who she was, other than a really fucking good reason why your- [ Leon clears his throat, and the rabbit knocks a fork from the table with a clatter. Belmonts aren’t subtle. Clearly neither want him to go in that direction with this explanation ]
-she’s the identity that Carmilla is using now. And it’s an identity with a lot of power among humans. Her family were war heroes before, and the name still holds weight in Austria’s military. She has soldiers who are just normal people. Good people, who think they’re protecting their families. Makes our job difficult, if we’re to do it without hurting innocents.
[ In that case, at least, it was Leon and his daughter interrupting to avoid a divorce. Because Trevor was absolutely going to discuss how vampire/human relationships actually end without realising in his exhaustion what a touchy subject that might be. Leon looks to Trevor. ]
You will answer your husband’s questions while you remain here, so long as doing so will not put him in danger.
[He doesn't like the combination of words, your husband.. It doesn't feel true to the total lack of relationship they have, and more than that, it feels wrong given how much making out he and Sypha engaged in earlier last night. But Alucard nods along all the same, aware of the fact he's won a massive concession from his guardians.]
Thank you again, for the hospitality you have offered my son. And- while I wish you had not left this place to do so- we would not have found him without your aid, hidden from us as he was.
[ That was the true purpose of the box. Iron, to keep Trevor from the eyes of other fae. Trevor looks up when Leon refers to him as ‘son’. It’s hard to tell, beyond the exhaustion, but he seems almost happy about that. ]
Before I leave you- the man whom the castle killed. Did it... consume him, in any way?
Thank the castle. It's the one who did all the work in the end.
[That gets a happy reverberation along the castle's floor, centered around the spot where Alucard is standing. He leans over and scoops up the rabbit again, feeling the need for that particular comfort object. A warm and fluffy bun, totally NOT a murder bun.
As for the second question, well--]
It says it saved the remains, if you'd like to take a look. It'll guide you.
[Alucard's question is to the bun, who he leans over and places down on the floor just in case the answer is yes. She's been his guardian for so very long, but Alucard won't discount the need to assist Leon either.]
[ The bun hops forward then turns around back to Alucard, washing her face with her paws. Ew. No thank, she won’t be investigating a squished human because that would just ruin her whole day. Leon allows the castle to lead him to the body, looking it over. When he returns he seems convinced than nothing is too wrong. ]
This castle has an incinerator, yes?
[ Not a great thing to ask of Alucard, but hopefully the castle can do the bulk of the work and not force him to deal with burning bodies. ]
[For now, Alucard doesn't chase after the bun. Instead he disappears off to at least go change his shirt, and when Leon returns it is to a fairly clean not-godson who mostly seems tired at this point.
Incinerator? Alucard shrugs his shoulders.]
I'm genuinely unsure. I know there's the furnace, but it wouldn't run hot enough. Sypha could probably do it, but she's asleep. Castle?
Send the body there. Leave no trace. Nothing for her to follow.
[ He's speaking to the castle there, not to Alucard. He wouldn't ask Alucard to burn a body for obvious reasons. He exhales in thought before his focus returns to Alucard. ]
Rest for today- I imagine my son has given you some difficulty. Your lessons begin at dawn tomorrow. Choose a weapon and bring it to the gardens.
[The castle bristles. It doesn't like taking commands from Leon even now, but the desire to thwart Carmilla weighs out over all other thoughts. It will destroy the body and leave no traces. That is a promise.
Alucard can only nod at Leon's command. He's not a son, he's a ward or a prisoner, but that demands it's own kind of obedience.]
Understood. Thank you.
[And he does need to show that gratitude. This? This is so much more than he could have ever hoped for.]
The Speaker and I will devise a schedule for looking after him. After she wakes. I...will see you at some point in the near future then.
[ If Leon realises how little the castle cares for taking orders from him, he doesn't show it. Simply moves toward a window and the sunlight flooding into it. Threads of light lance through him, appearing on the far side of his body like tiny pinpricks bleeding sunlight. He leaves Alucard with the same words he has left him with for years, only perhaps a little more insistent than before. ]
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So he ends up with sarcasm, but not before placing the rabbit down on the bed beside Trevor.]
No, I'm going to go out into a world where that woman is still hunting for my head so she can murder me. Of course.
[In many ways, he still is a teenager.]
Increase my training then, in case all other defenses fail. I should be able to stand on my own feet against her in case you are all waylaid or worse.
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[ Leon Belmont either does not understand sarcasm or understands it very well and is a master at turning it back on the user and some days it is hard to tell which. Trevor does not pet the bunny, but it does hop up onto his chest and boop his nose with a tiny paw. Boop. ]
Lessons, then. I cannot be here myself, but we will see to it that you are instructed.
[ The rabbit moves from Trevor's chest over to the breakfast plate he's left, mostly still full, on the bedside table. She sniffs at the knife and then looks up at Leon, one ear flopping down quizzically. He nods. ]
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[Alucard wants to know the full of what's going on. He should argue that he has the right. But words are things that demand care when it comes to the fae, and honestly Alucard has spent many a night wondering why Leon hasn't killed him as well. It would be easier, surely.]
I would also ask that you tell me anything else that's vital that I know. I...it is wrong to keep me wholly ignorant if Carmilla is back and has designs on my life.
[He's missed the rabbit's movement, admittedly. He'll figure it out later.[
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[ It’s Trevor’s turn to answer this time. Leon opens his mouth to say something, then closes it again. ]
She was- shit, you don’t need to know who she was, other than a really fucking good reason why your- [ Leon clears his throat, and the rabbit knocks a fork from the table with a clatter. Belmonts aren’t subtle. Clearly neither want him to go in that direction with this explanation ]
-she’s the identity that Carmilla is using now. And it’s an identity with a lot of power among humans. Her family were war heroes before, and the name still holds weight in Austria’s military. She has soldiers who are just normal people. Good people, who think they’re protecting their families. Makes our job difficult, if we’re to do it without hurting innocents.
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I see.
[Minimizing harm is good. But there's something else worth saying, and Alucard's eyes meet Leon's.]
Total ignorance is to no one's advantage, even in the name of protection. I want to be very clear on that point.
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[ In that case, at least, it was Leon and his daughter interrupting to avoid a divorce. Because Trevor was absolutely going to discuss how vampire/human relationships actually end without realising in his exhaustion what a touchy subject that might be. Leon looks to Trevor. ]
You will answer your husband’s questions while you remain here, so long as doing so will not put him in danger.
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[He doesn't like the combination of words, your husband.. It doesn't feel true to the total lack of relationship they have, and more than that, it feels wrong given how much making out he and Sypha engaged in earlier last night. But Alucard nods along all the same, aware of the fact he's won a massive concession from his guardians.]
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[ That was the true purpose of the box. Iron, to keep Trevor from the eyes of other fae. Trevor looks up when Leon refers to him as ‘son’. It’s hard to tell, beyond the exhaustion, but he seems almost happy about that. ]
Before I leave you- the man whom the castle killed. Did it... consume him, in any way?
[ did u squish a guy then eat him, castle? ]
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[That gets a happy reverberation along the castle's floor, centered around the spot where Alucard is standing. He leans over and scoops up the rabbit again, feeling the need for that particular comfort object. A warm and fluffy bun, totally NOT a murder bun.
As for the second question, well--]
It says it saved the remains, if you'd like to take a look. It'll guide you.
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I would. It is good to know that the body was here, and not in the possession of our foes.
[ He straightens himself, turning back to Trevor briefly. ]
I wish you a quick recovery. Treat your host with gratitude.
[ And with that, it’s time to go smell a corpse. ]
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[Alucard's question is to the bun, who he leans over and places down on the floor just in case the answer is yes. She's been his guardian for so very long, but Alucard won't discount the need to assist Leon either.]
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This castle has an incinerator, yes?
[ Not a great thing to ask of Alucard, but hopefully the castle can do the bulk of the work and not force him to deal with burning bodies. ]
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Incinerator? Alucard shrugs his shoulders.]
I'm genuinely unsure. I know there's the furnace, but it wouldn't run hot enough. Sypha could probably do it, but she's asleep. Castle?
[Yes.]
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[ He's speaking to the castle there, not to Alucard. He wouldn't ask Alucard to burn a body for obvious reasons. He exhales in thought before his focus returns to Alucard. ]
Rest for today- I imagine my son has given you some difficulty. Your lessons begin at dawn tomorrow. Choose a weapon and bring it to the gardens.
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Alucard can only nod at Leon's command. He's not a son, he's a ward or a prisoner, but that demands it's own kind of obedience.]
Understood. Thank you.
[And he does need to show that gratitude. This? This is so much more than he could have ever hoped for.]
The Speaker and I will devise a schedule for looking after him. After she wakes. I...will see you at some point in the near future then.
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Be safe, Adrian. Do not leave the castle grounds.
[ With that, Alucard is alone with the bun. ]
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When have I ever?