I'll have the castle shut the sun hole before it passes. We're leaving her in there.
[She isn't allowed out. She's going to create an international fucking incident is what's going to happen.]
Go contact the ambassador and take care of notifying Trantoul. Better that Theodora informs them than you given the situation, but they have to know immediately. Their response determines what we do next but--
Not unless they feel like making a compelling argument in her defense. I doubt they will. Trantoul doesn't recognise non-humans as citizens.
[ Which brings up the question of what must have happened in order to make her think turning would be a good idea. Assuming that any of that is true, that she's not just lying to protect a sire who turned children. ]
The choice is yours. But you know what I would have to recommend.
No. There's no choice in this matter. Not according to my father's laws.
[If the child is under the age of sixteen, they too must be executed. Their mind, stuck in the age at which they were turned, will either age and their body will not match, leading to trouble, or else they will be at the same mental age as well. Either is crueler than death.]
Go contact the ambassador. I'll begin the written words for contacting Trantoul about this. We can resume questioning after that, with you as lead.
Right. I'll meet you once I've sent the summons and looked over the archives to see if I can find her or her sire. Being able to use the shadows up weapons to attack is rare enough to narrow it down.
[ It's two hours later when he seeks out Alucard. He's a little paler when he does. It's mid-morning, now. Neither of them have slept in far too long. ]
[Alucard's spent most of his time in his Office of State. Dracula's, technically, with no changes to the decor. He has a few drafts of required paperwork that needs to be dashed off, and all he's waiting for is the last bits of information to fill in.
He stands immediately, aware of Trevor's state.]
Good. And then you need to sleep, you look like someone fed from you far too much.
Using the shadows like that? That's not common. The only vampire thought to have an affinity with that sort of thing strong enough to pass on to a fledgling was called Brauner. He was killed a few generations back by the Lecarde clan.
[ He falls into line behind Alucard, sighing. ]
They- they were wiped out a few years before I was born, when Trantoul began to crack down on unsanctioned magic. Eric Lecarde and his two daughters. Twins. Either would have been about the right age when it happened.
[Alucard listens. It isn't information he knows well, but he can quickly confirm it through his father's notes and Theodora's immense repository that resides inside her head.
He frowns.]
That explains her state and identity, but that doesn't give us motive. Especially with you as the target. She could have come for you at any time. Why now? What purpose does it serve? I don't think she's acting alone, and I think her mental age will make her give that information up.
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[She isn't allowed out. She's going to create an international fucking incident is what's going to happen.]
Go contact the ambassador and take care of notifying Trantoul. Better that Theodora informs them than you given the situation, but they have to know immediately. Their response determines what we do next but--
[He hates this.]
She can't live, can she?
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[ Which brings up the question of what must have happened in order to make her think turning would be a good idea. Assuming that any of that is true, that she's not just lying to protect a sire who turned children. ]
The choice is yours. But you know what I would have to recommend.
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[If the child is under the age of sixteen, they too must be executed. Their mind, stuck in the age at which they were turned, will either age and their body will not match, leading to trouble, or else they will be at the same mental age as well. Either is crueler than death.]
Go contact the ambassador. I'll begin the written words for contacting Trantoul about this. We can resume questioning after that, with you as lead.
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[ It's two hours later when he seeks out Alucard. He's a little paler when he does. It's mid-morning, now. Neither of them have slept in far too long. ]
I have questions for her.
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He stands immediately, aware of Trevor's state.]
Good. And then you need to sleep, you look like someone fed from you far too much.
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[ He shakes his head. Blood loss might be contributing. The poison's effects, even neutralised, might be taking a toll. But more than that- ugh. ]
I know who she is.
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[Alucard tenses as he walks to the door.]
Castle. Long enough corridor for conversation, please.
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[ He falls into line behind Alucard, sighing. ]
They- they were wiped out a few years before I was born, when Trantoul began to crack down on unsanctioned magic. Eric Lecarde and his two daughters. Twins. Either would have been about the right age when it happened.
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He frowns.]
That explains her state and identity, but that doesn't give us motive. Especially with you as the target. She could have come for you at any time. Why now? What purpose does it serve? I don't think she's acting alone, and I think her mental age will make her give that information up.
[And there's the door.]
Lead. I'll listen.