middaeg | open-ish

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open-ish

Who: Trevor Belmont and others
When: first half of the month prior to the event
Where: various places
What: mostly planned things with cr but also an open prompt concerning the doll quest
Warnings: Trevor being Trevor, blood drinking, monster fighting, other things tbd

dolly mine quest

[ Early in the evening on this particular night, if you happen to be taking a stroll nearby a certain toy store, you might happen to spot a little set-up that's been done some ways from the store on the cobblestone path. There's a table, four chairs, small little cups with saucers, and a teapot placed in the center of the table. All miniatures. If you're thinking tea party? You'd be thinking right. And who loves tea parties? Dolls love tea parties. It's a cute little set-up. How could any doll resist coming over to have some tea?

But near that little set-up is also a box. Yeah. A really BIG BOX that's tilted on an angle with a stick propping it up... angled to drop down over the little tea party and catch some dolls. How? With the near invisible string that's tied around the stick propping the up the box and runs up up up all the way to the building beside the toy store with a head peeking over the side. No, not a doll head. A vampire's head. Who, just so happens to spot someone strolling by his trap. ]

Psst! Get away from that! You'll scare the dolls off!

[ That sure is Trevor now-a-vampire-but-still-a Belmont shouting in a whisper at you. ]

other things?
(( if you'd like to do something specific with Trevor, feel free to shoot me a PM or a PP at escaflownes on plurk and we can work something out! o/ ))

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--Yes, there's also that. Which means one option is to stuff our ears.

[It's actually a good idea, now that Alucard thinks about it.]

I think we can work non-verbally.

[ He tilts his head, blue eyes blinking at the suggestion. It's... not bad?? Not for what they need to accomplish at least and it wouldn't risk the chance of being permanent like a spell might make it be. So, he hums at that. ]

Got any suggestions on what to stuff our ears with?

[Alucard reaches into his pocket, only to withdraw some balled up cotton. There's two sets, and they come with an awkward little smile.]

I may have prepared something, yes.

[ Leave it to Alucard. ]

Well that's better than the leaves I was going to suggest.

[ He chuckles a bit (maybe joking??) before he puffs out a sigh and takes another look around them. ]

There's a thunderstorm coming from the sounds and smell of things. I don't know if that's going to make this easier or harder for us. Depending on how hard it comes down, it might make seeing the thing a little more difficult.

I'd refuse anyway because that's disgusting.

[Storms though. Alucard considers this, then makes a decision.]

If we can't see then we leave this for another day. If I make this-- [and here he makes the cut it out gesture] then we need to retreat.

[ It was really only a matter of time before Trevor fell back into old habits. Such as staring at Alucard as if he's grown a third head. ]

...what the hell kind of signal is that?

Cut it out?

Oh. That... works. I guess.

[ It's going to have to, right? ]

Then it's settled. Cotton and hand signals.

Indeed.

[Alucard pauses, then reaches over. A few stray pieces of hair are in Trevor's face now, and it's bothering him.]

You need a haircut.

[ Blue eyes blink when Alucard brushes some of his hair away. ]

What? Does it look bad or something?

No, just...you usually wear it short?

Yeah, I do. Just... haven't really had the time to worry about that.

[ What with getting weaker and sicker and eventually dying. But, with a turn then, he pulls his cloak around him a little more and looks off around the fields of the farm. ]

We should probably do this a little ways from here. I don't want the people living here to end up as targets for this thing.

You should think about if you want to grow it out or not.

[Alucard considers the point. He then leans down and picks up his awful and awfully smelly sack of dismemebered farm animal.]

I'll let you pick the battleground. Just tell me where to scatter the sack's content.

[ He steps forward for a moment before he comes to pause and turns to look at the blond. ]

Can I carry you there? [ A beat ] I'm faster and can get us there quicker.

On your back, or did you have other arrangements in mind?

[ Did he?? ]

Just. You know.

[ To which he then gestures scooping Alucard up into his arms. Just like that. Yeah. ]

If I wasn't carrying so many dismembered parts, I'd agree. For now, I think on your back may be better.

[ And that's when he holds his hand out. ]

I'll carry the bag.

Gladly.

[Enjoy the horrible stinky sack Trevor.]

Let's get moving, shall we?

[ With the bag in his own hand, he moves closer to Alucard and bends a bit. Going to scoop him up. Yes he is. ]

--!

[This would be almost romantic. If Trevor wasn't also carrying a bag of animal parts.

Alucard lets himself be scooped up. He settles against Trevor, then wraps his arms around the man's shoulders to be secure.]

Let's go.

[ Just tell him you like being swept off your feet, Alucard. Wink wonk.

But with a firm grip on both the bag and the blond, he smiles down to Alucard for a moment before he takes off as quickly as he does. Everything flies past them at a speed that Alucard might be accustomed to, Trevor having only grown used to it as of late. Steps feel like leaps to him and his cloak blows in the wind behind him as he darts through the fields with Alucard held close and tight and protective almost.

There some ways from the farm, thunder rumbling within the skies above and Trevor looks up to catch a flash of lightning streak across the sky when he suddenly hears something that sounds so close around them... and he catches sight of the devil creature up ahead. ]

Shit.

[ He digs a heel into the earth and swerves some with Alucard still held tight, just narrowly missing a swipe from the devil creature lunging at them. He drops the blond down to the ground and spins around to smack the devil creature in the face with the bag of bait they had. Doesn't pack too much of a punch and the sound of blood sloshing around in the bag is loud in the way the smack was given, but the devil creature grabs hold of Trevor's wrist and tosses him over its shoulder, sending the vampire flying through the sky and slamming down to the ground with the blood and parts scattering everywhere. ]

[He will! But later!

Alucard's never done this from the passenger seat. He's not sure how he feels about it, because he recognizes it all. But his body? It's doing nothing. Absolutely nothing. And then there's the closeness with Trevor like this, they're usually this close when they kiss and--

--the rain and the creature arrive at the same time.]

Ears!

[Alucard lands quickly, rolling a few feet and then springing up. He shoves the two cotton balls into his ears, but fuck-- Trevor' s wrist. And Trevor.

There's a low snarl from the dhampir, and he rushes the devil with his sword held out, planning to get the damn thing away from Trevor as quickly as possible.

He can't multi task. But Alucard tries, throwing the earplugs in Trevor's general direction. He has good eyes. He'll find them.]

[ This is fine. They'll just make it up as they go along. Like always. Right??

But he flips back when the creature comes for him and he catches sight of the earplugs being tossed... off to the side. With a what the fuck, Alucard? expression on his face, hands even held out, he rolls off to the side to grab the plugs.

That's when he notices there's a second one coming from the bush and with another shit muttered under his breath, he grabs the cotton balls from the ground quickly and unhooks the Morning Star whip from his side. ]

I think the bait is working!

[ The sound of the Morning Star whip clinking around can be heard as Trevor throws the end of it off in direction of the one closest to him, twirling and snapping and flicking the whip around like the master that he is with it. He can do this. He can handle this. They can handle this. It's fine. ]

[Alucard can't hear the morningstar coming like this. He's already slid off with the devil, the thing now pacified with the offering of horrible meat and--

--there's a second one. Of course. But also good, that means the situation really will be finished. So Alucard's attention turns to the devil he's already attacked, and that thing? That thing takes Alucard's full arm and flings him about cheerfully, throwing him into a dense bit of woods.]

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