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[cryptsleeper]

[On this one, there's no hiding the reaction. Alucard hisses softly, and it has a sympathetic enough undercurrent. But there's also a cringe, unmuted.]

In body is where I begin to truly worry then. How long has she reached out for? How many days?

[conductives]

[It's still difficult to talk about, the pain, the guilt, the fear. Her head bows and she works to calm her breathing, to hold back the emotion that is not appropriate to express at this moment.

When she finds her calm, when she hears his hiss of breath Vanessa raises her head to regard him.]

It, it is not consistent. Sometimes she appears, or speaks to me through dreams, through the tarot.

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[Alucard's gut is to say that he can be of no more help. Whatever is going on, it is likely too far gone. It will require the woman Mina's death, and that is a cruel thing to voice.

But he nods along. Says nothing for a moment, then clicks his tongue softly.]

And there is no set schedule. Our stories have not touched upon such circumstances before.

[conductives]

[It is Vanessa's turn to nod along this time as she gazes first at him. And when she feels the heat and tears sting her eyes she diverts her look to the half empty book shelves.]

But you believe that there is no hope. That there is no way to wrench her free of the vampire's grasp but through death?

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Any time the undead and the living become entangled, it ends badly.

[He says it softly. And for the first time in all of this, there's actually a note of something personal in the statement. Alucard is pointed as he averts his own gaze in an attempt to offer Vanessa an inch of privacy.]

How long has this been going on for?

[conductives]

Do you have first hand experience with this?

[There is something merciful in him being as frank and honest as he is with her. It settles a cool calm on her aching heart. For the moment it feels as though she can take deep, full breaths once more.]

A month, if not longer. We fear that she is a pawn in a very awful and dangerous game.

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In my way.

[There's no point in trotting out a sob story at the moment, and so Alucard focuses on the issue at hand. Not the past. Not the aching stupidity of everything that happened because an ambitious man of the cloth wanted to advance his place in the world.]

Your instincts are likely correct. But the cat-and-mouse element is uncommon enough.

[But that is not why Alucard is being consulted.] The state the obvious part is that she needs to be found first, because you cannot apply appropriate protections to severe the bond remotely.

[conductives]

I am sorry. It is a nightmare situation that I would not wish on anyone.

[It feels as though he has let her in on some great, untouched, part of his life with his minor confession and to continue to prod would be a great unkindness after all he has shared with her this afternoon.

A wetting of her lips and another nod. He had brought this up previously and it struck her as something to return to later.]

We have nearly had him in our grasp only for him to slip through our fingers. Such is the game of cat and mouse. I was not there but she was nearly in our grasp.

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Thank you.

[Alucard's words do not dwell on the matter any further, and that's a silent request that Vanessa follow suit. The dhampir has no doubt that she'll respect the wish though - she has proven more than respectful to such things so far.

Onward, ever onward, he has to listen and nod.]

Nearly, which was the point. Has your foe offered name or at least alias?

[conductives]

[This time when Vanessa looks down again it is to open her notebook to a previously marked page with a slow sketch of a hieroglyphic.]

We believe that one of his names is Amun-Ra. An ancient name.

[cryptsleeper]

Egyptian?

[Well, that does take Alucard by surprise. Visibly so, golden eyes widening.]

Of course using a name like that doesn't mean that they're from the ancient days, only that they have knowledge of the language. But if the case is that they are from before the present era, that's unusual even to my ears.

[conductives]

[His response is mildly unnerving. It's not every day someone takes the news of abduction by vampire with calm and aplomb only to be surprised by the Egyptian spin. But she understands - the undead become more powerful with age.]

Very true. Unfortunately there is sufficient evidence to suggestion that this is no modern day impostor. If he is, he believes in an equally ancient legend which he is trying to fulfill.

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That is unfortunate.

[He says the words with an all too dark undertone, taking no pain to hide it.]

I assume you know the legend.

[conductives]

That is an understatement.

[Vanessa gives a breathy laugh because there is nothing else to do. The world, her wold is spinning out of control, careening into darkness and there is noting to do except cling to her soul and cry out to God. Except God is so far away.]

Amun-Ra seeks Amunet, the mother of all evil. When they join together they will bring eternal darkness. While the rest of the prophecy isn't spelled out I am assuming that means things for humanity will end poorly.

[cryptsleeper]

[For a moment, there's nothing from Alucard. Only careful silence, one that's clearly digesting the information shared but not reacting to it. Then after the quiet, Alucard's eyes meet Vanessa's with a very soft urgency.]

Is this foretold from past sages, or transmitted as future knowledge that the thing is supposedly come to pass?

[conductives]

[A dainty brow furrow as she parses his words. What she's getting stuck on is the difference between the two.]

I apologize, Mr. Tepes I'm not sure I quite understand what you mean. It's, I believe, a warning perhaps? That this is what evil seeks so it may obtain victory, do not let this come to pass.

[cryptsleeper]

Mm. There are a tribe of nomadic oral historians that often get lumped in with gypsies. Among themselves and those who know them, they're Speakers, and they carry with them oral histories of the centuries. They also carry prophecies with them, including some that have reached them not from the past, but from the future, transmitted to them through magical means.

[It could be nothing, but Alucard still feels compelled to clarify.]

I want to ensure we're dealing with predictions of the past, not future knowledge.

[conductives]

[It's Vanessa's moment to look surprised. That is not something that she previously considered and it pulls her attention away from the current conversation to lean forward.]

Truly from the future? How far in and how do you know they are true? /[She catches herself, a slight apologetic smile.]

Predictions from the past, yes.

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Past experience. It's proven true before.

[There's nothing in Alucard's tone to suggest that he might elaborate on that.]

But we're looking at the past. That to me says that there have been great numbers of attempts before. Has the historic record yielded anything?

[conductives]

[His full stops are more fuller than other people's it seems.]

No, not at the moment. Our pool of researches is currently at one, and, thanks to your kindness - another.

[cryptsleeper]

Ah, I've signed myself up for library duty, haven't I?

[It's almost rueful. Almost. Alucard folds his arms over his chest and considers all of this.]

Looking there will be far more useful than any other stories I have from Romania, I'm afraid.

[conductives]

To resist would be futile, Mr. Tepes.

[The broad of her smile can be seen even as she bows her head.]

In Egypt you mean?

[cryptsleeper]

Oh, I quickly gathered that.

[There is a sheer force of will Vanessa carries with her. That much is clear.]

Mm, I'd begin here before heading that far abroad. Your people seem particularly obsessed with Egypt these days.

[conductives]

[Sometimes you meet a person and you are helpless to resist their pull, and are immediately pulled into their gravitational field.]

I have heard The British Museum is a supreme treasure trove of knowledge from all corners of the world. Our researcher, Mr. Lyle is an Egyptologist he was the one that read the original hieroglyphics. They were originally found carved into the flesh of one of these undead.

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Mm. If he can compile a list of where to start, I have enough time to actually go through the material and see where it leads.

[Alucard pauses, then clarifies:]

Linguistics are a hobby.