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[ He's been working on this All Bloody Night and is finally... done. Well, thanks to the nights getting darker earlier now, he might not have been working on this ALL NIGHT but, you know what? Close enough.
So he MAY have taken one of those pumpkins for himself after the whole ORDEAL he had been through with them but, hey, it's just part of his payment. As was the drink. Not... blood. But actual drink. Thankfully despite his being a vampire, he still has a taste for beer.
But he had had a plan in mind after seeing a couple of them around (he can't remember if they were a thing last year and holy shit he's actually been here for a year now) and what with having a pumpkin for himself, he thought: why the hell not? So Alucard is in for a REAL TREAT HERE when he emerges from his basement that he had told the blond to KEEP OUT OF for the night for REASONS. Because in those pale hands of his is, in fact, that pumpkin he brought back. Except now it looks like this this thanks to his... carving skills.
Placing it down on the table for the blond to see, he stands there and smiles rather proudly. ]
There. I'm done. You can finally see what I've been working on for the past few hours.
[ Something as shitty as this should not have taken four or so hours and yet, it sure did for him. ]
Happy... one year? You know. Being here.
So he MAY have taken one of those pumpkins for himself after the whole ORDEAL he had been through with them but, hey, it's just part of his payment. As was the drink. Not... blood. But actual drink. Thankfully despite his being a vampire, he still has a taste for beer.
But he had had a plan in mind after seeing a couple of them around (he can't remember if they were a thing last year and holy shit he's actually been here for a year now) and what with having a pumpkin for himself, he thought: why the hell not? So Alucard is in for a REAL TREAT HERE when he emerges from his basement that he had told the blond to KEEP OUT OF for the night for REASONS. Because in those pale hands of his is, in fact, that pumpkin he brought back. Except now it looks like this this thanks to his... carving skills.
Placing it down on the table for the blond to see, he stands there and smiles rather proudly. ]
There. I'm done. You can finally see what I've been working on for the past few hours.
[ Something as shitty as this should not have taken four or so hours and yet, it sure did for him. ]
Happy... one year? You know. Being here.
[ He's been here for a year now and what better way to celebrate (or whatever) then decide to spread some spooky cheer with hand delivering jack o lanterns he's carved himself during the night? Because... he's a vampire and what else is he going to do when everyone else is pretty much asleep?? Exactly.
So come evening, he makes his rounds with his little cart he's... acquired from somewhere... and delivers a personally carved jack o lantern to a few doorsteps to keep the bad spirits away and all that fun stuff. A nice gesture. Just... the jack o lanterns sort of look like this. Or this. Sometimes even like this. Point is, it's the thought that counts, right?
Or maybe you don't want something looking like that on your doorstep. Either way, it's getting put there so, you're welcome. ]
(( if you want to have trevor deliver a shitty jack o lantern to you or catch him leaving one on your doorstep, you are absolutely free to. ))
So come evening, he makes his rounds with his little cart he's... acquired from somewhere... and delivers a personally carved jack o lantern to a few doorsteps to keep the bad spirits away and all that fun stuff. A nice gesture. Just... the jack o lanterns sort of look like this. Or this. Sometimes even like this. Point is, it's the thought that counts, right?
Or maybe you don't want something looking like that on your doorstep. Either way, it's getting put there so, you're welcome. ]
(( if you want to have trevor deliver a shitty jack o lantern to you or catch him leaving one on your doorstep, you are absolutely free to. ))
Edited 2020-10-18 21:38 (UTC)
[ It's cool this particular evening Trevor finds himself out here investigating this issue the farmers seem to be having. He's actually started to notice that he tends to make a habit out of coming out here to help them, what with having dealt with that stupid devil monster a couple months back with Alucard. That sure was a shitshow when it started raining. Thankfully, the skies are clear tonight and Trevor wastes no time in getting down to business.
Business that... turns out, is a little more complicated than he thought it would be. Vines keep growing no matter how many times he cuts them with the tail end of the Morning Star whip and these suckers are getting bigger and bigger from the looks of it. The thought to burn them does cross his mind even though vampires and fire is a little no thanks but fuck it, he's a Belmont at the end of the day and he's not about to let these viney bastards keep snapping at the farmers.
Just... one problem. He realize he doesn't have anything on him to start a fire and he sure as hell is no witch with some spells up his sleeve. So, holding a finger up to the growing, angry, snappy gourds in a one minute sort of way, he dashes his way to whoever he might find out here or nearby (thanks vampire speed) and skids to a halt right at the last second. ]
Hi. You uh... wouldn't happen to have a couple sticks or something on you, would you? I need to start a fire to stop these man-eating vegetables from taking a bite out of the farmers around here.
[ Yeah he sure did explain it like that. ]
Business that... turns out, is a little more complicated than he thought it would be. Vines keep growing no matter how many times he cuts them with the tail end of the Morning Star whip and these suckers are getting bigger and bigger from the looks of it. The thought to burn them does cross his mind even though vampires and fire is a little no thanks but fuck it, he's a Belmont at the end of the day and he's not about to let these viney bastards keep snapping at the farmers.
Just... one problem. He realize he doesn't have anything on him to start a fire and he sure as hell is no witch with some spells up his sleeve. So, holding a finger up to the growing, angry, snappy gourds in a one minute sort of way, he dashes his way to whoever he might find out here or nearby (thanks vampire speed) and skids to a halt right at the last second. ]
Hi. You uh... wouldn't happen to have a couple sticks or something on you, would you? I need to start a fire to stop these man-eating vegetables from taking a bite out of the farmers around here.
[ Yeah he sure did explain it like that. ]
Edited 2020-10-18 21:31 (UTC)
[ Alucard isn't the only one being gifted with a shitty carved pumpkin. While his might have been a practice run the first of a few more to come, Trevor still does his best(??) and takes care when doing up Hector's one night. It doesn't take as long as Alucard's did and he's changed the design up a little. But nevertheless, Hector can expect a visit one chilly evening from the Belmont without even announcing his dropping by. Given that they're bonded, however, Hector will probably be able to fele that pull and know it's him.
Dressed in his usual cloak, he tap tap taps at the faun's door as he stands there with a bit of a smile on his face as he looks down to his "work of art" if you will. When Hector comes to open the door? He'll find the Belmont standing there in his pale, vampire glory. With this in his hands. Facing him. ]
Uh, surprise.
[ So smooth. ]
I made this for you. To, you know, keep the bad spirits and things away.
Dressed in his usual cloak, he tap tap taps at the faun's door as he stands there with a bit of a smile on his face as he looks down to his "work of art" if you will. When Hector comes to open the door? He'll find the Belmont standing there in his pale, vampire glory. With this in his hands. Facing him. ]
Uh, surprise.
[ So smooth. ]
I made this for you. To, you know, keep the bad spirits and things away.
[Alucard's sat at the kitchen table, quietly writing in his house ledger. They've been here a year now, and it is good to look at the accounts to see how they've changed. There has been so much to balance after all, and this is as good a time as any.
With Trevor out and about, there is also a small window of silence to do the hard work. Alucard loves having Trevor around, but sometimes one gets distracted and just wants to make out with one's boyfriend. A lot.
So he hears Trevor come up the stairs and--
--what the fuck?]
What a truly unique anniversary gift.
[He's definitely positive! But that isn't a thank you either.]
With Trevor out and about, there is also a small window of silence to do the hard work. Alucard loves having Trevor around, but sometimes one gets distracted and just wants to make out with one's boyfriend. A lot.
So he hears Trevor come up the stairs and--
--what the fuck?]
What a truly unique anniversary gift.
[He's definitely positive! But that isn't a thank you either.]
[ He's not too sure how to take that reply concerning his "gift" but, just in case the blond doesn't seem to really GET IT, he decides to further explain. ]
It's, you know, to keep bad spirits and things away.
[ He explains with a wave of his hand around. ]
This time of year they're more... frightful or whatever. So I thought you might like a little bit of protection. That... isn't me, that is.
It's, you know, to keep bad spirits and things away.
[ He explains with a wave of his hand around. ]
This time of year they're more... frightful or whatever. So I thought you might like a little bit of protection. That... isn't me, that is.
[Hector feels Trevor coming, though the quality of his excitement is different from the normal blood-and-sex variety. He doesn't know quite what to expect when he opens the door...
...but it certainly isn't that.]
Belmont...
[It's...sweet? But also the worst thing Hector's ever seen? He knows Trevor has better knife skills than this. He's seen the man fight.
He puts a hand over his mouth so that Trevor doesn't see his mouth twitching, trying to keep the laughter down.]
Is that... what it does...?
...but it certainly isn't that.]
Belmont...
[It's...sweet? But also the worst thing Hector's ever seen? He knows Trevor has better knife skills than this. He's seen the man fight.
He puts a hand over his mouth so that Trevor doesn't see his mouth twitching, trying to keep the laughter down.]
Is that... what it does...?
[ IT'S VERY SWEET, THANKS??? But he's still standing there. Holding the shitty looking thing. Because... you know... Hector needs to take it and all since it's his. ]
Ssssssso I'm told?
[ Now he's not so sure?? But he's not sure why children would lie to him about this, so. He juggles the thing a bit in his pale hands and gets a better look at it before he holds it out for Hector to take. ]
You need to put a candle in it though. That's what the children said. [ Beat. ] I can't always be around so I thought this might help keeping you safe.
Ssssssso I'm told?
[ Now he's not so sure?? But he's not sure why children would lie to him about this, so. He juggles the thing a bit in his pale hands and gets a better look at it before he holds it out for Hector to take. ]
You need to put a candle in it though. That's what the children said. [ Beat. ] I can't always be around so I thought this might help keeping you safe.
Edited 2020-10-19 01:09 (UTC)
[Oh Trevor. You idiot marshmallow of a Belmont.
Hector hesitates over the pumpkin. He... absolutely doesn't want it, but Trevor is so earnest. He takes it, and just kind of holds it. Does he have to put it where people can see it?]
You... know that won't actually work, right?
[Yes, there are some warding rituals that use candles, but this is just a gourd with a dumb face??]
Hector hesitates over the pumpkin. He... absolutely doesn't want it, but Trevor is so earnest. He takes it, and just kind of holds it. Does he have to put it where people can see it?]
You... know that won't actually work, right?
[Yes, there are some warding rituals that use candles, but this is just a gourd with a dumb face??]
[ Hector, how are you going to be a little shit to him when he SPENT TIME TO CARVE THIS FOR YOU??? ]
How do you know that? You're a faun, not a witch.
[ Not that magic has ever been specialty either since, you know, Belmont. But ok, he can't use that for an excuse since some of them knew magic. Just... he didn't. So. Either way, he waves the faun of for dismissing such a claim. ]
You put it in your window or out on your door here, light a candle, and you're free from frightful bastards or whatever.
How do you know that? You're a faun, not a witch.
[ Not that magic has ever been specialty either since, you know, Belmont. But ok, he can't use that for an excuse since some of them knew magic. Just... he didn't. So. Either way, he waves the faun of for dismissing such a claim. ]
You put it in your window or out on your door here, light a candle, and you're free from frightful bastards or whatever.
[Hector should probably do it. Just, put it by the door... where everyone can see it... stupid face illuminated by a candle so not even the darkness hides it....]
Belmont, I love you, but this will do nothing to ward off evil.
[Guess who is not paying attention to the words actually coming out of his mouth while he tries to figure out a place to stash this pumpkin. Maybe if it's by the back door, it'll be hidden from view, where he won't have to explain to anyone who sees it that his artistically-challenged bonded believes every silly fairy tale children tell him? ]
The gesture is sweet, but I don't need it. If I'm in danger, you'll come.
Belmont, I love you, but this will do nothing to ward off evil.
[Guess who is not paying attention to the words actually coming out of his mouth while he tries to figure out a place to stash this pumpkin. Maybe if it's by the back door, it'll be hidden from view, where he won't have to explain to anyone who sees it that his artistically-challenged bonded believes every silly fairy tale children tell him? ]
The gesture is sweet, but I don't need it. If I'm in danger, you'll come.
[ Now, Trevor might not be the slickest when it comes to admitting feelings and all that and despite his penchant for just NOT CARING or seemingly not listening to a damn thing anyone says, he does hear those three very specific words in that sentence and... it's a good thing Hector has taken the pumpkin because he would have dropped and smashed the damn thing at hearing that so unexpectedly.
Except... is it REALLY so unexpected given the many things they've been through and done together here? He's certainly tasted things through the faun's blood and even picked up on other stirrings beneath the surface now with being bonded to him but he just... didn't think... no. That's it. He didn't think. As usual. When it comes to complicated matters that concern the heart.
So he stands there. Staring with those blue eyes of his. For a long moment. Before, slowly, he lets his gaze wander around, flicking off to anywhere but on Hector. ]
Uh... yes. I will. When I can...
[ He sounds and looks so utterly lost and confused. ]
Except... is it REALLY so unexpected given the many things they've been through and done together here? He's certainly tasted things through the faun's blood and even picked up on other stirrings beneath the surface now with being bonded to him but he just... didn't think... no. That's it. He didn't think. As usual. When it comes to complicated matters that concern the heart.
So he stands there. Staring with those blue eyes of his. For a long moment. Before, slowly, he lets his gaze wander around, flicking off to anywhere but on Hector. ]
Uh... yes. I will. When I can...
[ He sounds and looks so utterly lost and confused. ]
Is it more effective if lit with a flame or with magic?
[Alucard's careful as he inspects Trevor's handiwork, spinning it around to see what other marks have been made on this gourd. There....well. Trevor's made a true effort. That much is clear.]
Thank you. I think that it will provide that extra bit of help just fine. [He laughs, soft.] A bit like how a gorgon head is said to have done the same.
[Alucard's careful as he inspects Trevor's handiwork, spinning it around to see what other marks have been made on this gourd. There....well. Trevor's made a true effort. That much is clear.]
Thank you. I think that it will provide that extra bit of help just fine. [He laughs, soft.] A bit like how a gorgon head is said to have done the same.
Oh. Yes. It is.
[ Should have probably mentioned that. Clearly this is why Alucard is here. Or something. Either way, he knows they have candles so it shouldn't be a problem. But the blond doesn't seem to really take offense to the little carved gourd he's been gifted? Don't say Trevor Belmont is never creative with gifts, ok? He can get it right. Or close enough. ]
Can't be too careful around here, like they say. Or, you know, just common sense.
[ Should have probably mentioned that. Clearly this is why Alucard is here. Or something. Either way, he knows they have candles so it shouldn't be a problem. But the blond doesn't seem to really take offense to the little carved gourd he's been gifted? Don't say Trevor Belmont is never creative with gifts, ok? He can get it right. Or close enough. ]
Can't be too careful around here, like they say. Or, you know, just common sense.
[Damn, if Hector hadn't taken the pumpkin, all of his problems would've been solved!
Is Trevor sulking? God fucking damn it, he is going to have to put the damn pumpkin out, isn't he? Just to keep his vampire bonded from giving him sad eyes because his terrible knife-work isn't being appreciated.
He sets the pumpkin down on the front porch... which is visible from the street... and looks back to Trevor to see if that fixed it.]
There, no roving spirits will get me. Now that this squash is doing your job for you, will you stop pouting and come inside? We've got spiced cider brewing, it's far better than that piss you drink.
[You know, when you're not drinking blood. Hector is hating on your beer, Trevor. Really kicking a vampire while he's down.]
Is Trevor sulking? God fucking damn it, he is going to have to put the damn pumpkin out, isn't he? Just to keep his vampire bonded from giving him sad eyes because his terrible knife-work isn't being appreciated.
He sets the pumpkin down on the front porch... which is visible from the street... and looks back to Trevor to see if that fixed it.]
There, no roving spirits will get me. Now that this squash is doing your job for you, will you stop pouting and come inside? We've got spiced cider brewing, it's far better than that piss you drink.
[You know, when you're not drinking blood. Hector is hating on your beer, Trevor. Really kicking a vampire while he's down.]
[ Suddenly he has no idea what to do?? A tad uncharacteristic when it comes to his interactions with his bonded but, well, Hector's never said that sort of shit before and now he's not so sure if he's aware he said it and if he should say something and... what does he do???
So, standing there like the idiot he is in this very moment, bright blue eyes blink when he's invited inside and he glances around as if the answer for what to do with all of this will somehow magically appear in front of him. It doesn't, naturally, and he's left standing there with his cloak wrapped around him. ]
I don't... drink piss?
[ The sass goes right over his head and he continues to stand there, looking to the pumpkin, then back up to Hector... to the pumpkin again and right back to Hector. ]
But... ok. Sure.
[ And inside he goes...... ]
So, standing there like the idiot he is in this very moment, bright blue eyes blink when he's invited inside and he glances around as if the answer for what to do with all of this will somehow magically appear in front of him. It doesn't, naturally, and he's left standing there with his cloak wrapped around him. ]
I don't... drink piss?
[ The sass goes right over his head and he continues to stand there, looking to the pumpkin, then back up to Hector... to the pumpkin again and right back to Hector. ]
But... ok. Sure.
[ And inside he goes...... ]
[Maybe Trevor is sick? That might explain the pumpkin. He frowns at the vampire as they step inside. Something has taken the spring out of his step.]
You used to. One can hope you've developed more discerning tastes, now that you've been introduced to better drinks.
[A little smirk. 'Like my blood,' goes unsaid, but implied. He hasn't noticed his own earlier slip-up, and the emotions he conveys through the bond are the same levels of sap that he felt at their bonding ceremony.]
You used to. One can hope you've developed more discerning tastes, now that you've been introduced to better drinks.
[A little smirk. 'Like my blood,' goes unsaid, but implied. He hasn't noticed his own earlier slip-up, and the emotions he conveys through the bond are the same levels of sap that he felt at their bonding ceremony.]
[ The emotions that gently bleed through their bond are those of uncertainty with a faint peppering of anxiety as he steps into the faun's place, chewing on the pad of his thumb. Thankfully not with his fangs and thankfully not piercing any skin but still just... very unsure on if he should say anything here. He... should, shouldn't he? Or maybe not? He's not sure. ]
Right. Blood. Tasty.
[ Ok, even he knows that sounds fucking weird to reply with. ]
Hector, do you...
[ Fuck how does he do this?? He only just dealt with something similar to this- what? Last month with Berserker?? Jesus Christ. ]
...I mean. How is... Everett?
Right. Blood. Tasty.
[ Ok, even he knows that sounds fucking weird to reply with. ]
Hector, do you...
[ Fuck how does he do this?? He only just dealt with something similar to this- what? Last month with Berserker?? Jesus Christ. ]
...I mean. How is... Everett?
[What is going on? Trevor's in knots. Hector reaches out and brushes his hair aside so he can feel his forehead.
Of course, he doesn't know what a sick vampire's temperature would read as, so it's kind of a useless gesture.]
Everett is well. We got bonded right before you and I did. Domestic bliss. How are you? Are you feeling alright?
[The emotions surrounding Everett in the bond are deeper and more refined. He knows he loves Everett, and he's nurtured those feelings.]
Of course, he doesn't know what a sick vampire's temperature would read as, so it's kind of a useless gesture.]
Everett is well. We got bonded right before you and I did. Domestic bliss. How are you? Are you feeling alright?
[The emotions surrounding Everett in the bond are deeper and more refined. He knows he loves Everett, and he's nurtured those feelings.]
[ Blue eyes blink when warm fingers come to brush at his hair and he stands there, staring down to the faun with those bright, wide eyes of his against the coolness of his pale skin. ]
Y..es. I'm fine.
[ So convincing, truly. But, he figures he might as well just keep going to, you know, be sure and all that. ]
So you're... happy with him then, right? He's like... I don't know. Your partner or something?
[ Boyfriend? Whatever. ]
Y..es. I'm fine.
[ So convincing, truly. But, he figures he might as well just keep going to, you know, be sure and all that. ]
So you're... happy with him then, right? He's like... I don't know. Your partner or something?
[ Boyfriend? Whatever. ]
Or be a very skilled swordsman who is dating a very skilled monster hunter?
[Alucard reaches over, patting the top of Trevor's hand gently.]
There should be some candles in the cabinet behind you.
[Alucard reaches over, patting the top of Trevor's hand gently.]
There should be some candles in the cabinet behind you.
Yes, of course I am. He's my bonded.
[Hector wouldn't have bonded with him if he wasn't happy with him. He usually doesn't bring it up with Trevor, because... he doesn't know... is it weird to talk about one lover with another? Hector doesn't know what the rules are for that situation.
But what is this? Is Trevor... jealous... or something?]
I guess he'll benefit from the pumpkin's... 'protection'... too.
[He can barely say it without wincing. It's just...out on the porch, for all to see.]
[Hector wouldn't have bonded with him if he wasn't happy with him. He usually doesn't bring it up with Trevor, because... he doesn't know... is it weird to talk about one lover with another? Hector doesn't know what the rules are for that situation.
But what is this? Is Trevor... jealous... or something?]
I guess he'll benefit from the pumpkin's... 'protection'... too.
[He can barely say it without wincing. It's just...out on the porch, for all to see.]
[ Oh, does he have to get those right now? Well... ok then. ]
So... [ A brief pause as he gets himself a candle. ] ...do you really like it then?
[ Not that he really CARES or anything if he doesn't. Just. You know. He spent time on it. ]
I mean I know it's silly and all but. I don't know.
So... [ A brief pause as he gets himself a candle. ] ...do you really like it then?
[ Not that he really CARES or anything if he doesn't. Just. You know. He spent time on it. ]
I mean I know it's silly and all but. I don't know.
--I think it's unique. And moreover, that you made it is all that matters.
[It's terrifying Belmont.
Alucard extends a long, slender hand, ready to take one of the candles.]
Do you have a second pumpkin that I could carve?
[It's terrifying Belmont.
Alucard extends a long, slender hand, ready to take one of the candles.]
Do you have a second pumpkin that I could carve?
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