Alucard \\ Adrian F. Ţepeş (
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middaeg2019-10-13 04:45 pm
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Who: Alucard and Trevor
When: 20 Octeuril
Where: The appropriate ceremony room etc. and the duo's apartment later.
What: Bonds
Warnings: Added as needed
[The next several days after everything afforded Alucard no time at all to sit and do research. There was too much chaos to contend with throughout the city, and that was no environment conducive to sitting down and balancing Belmont fears about becoming a vampire or dhampir issues with the word witch in general.
When it had cleared, Alucard sat. He did the work. He gathered the information, spoke to the people who explained to him how the city's vampire population was sustained and debunked the nuances of vampires as Alucard and Trevor knew them from home, and wrote it all down into three actionable plans.
Plan 1: We do nothing.
Plan 2: We do your idea from several nights ago.
Plan 3: Bonds until matter is not workable
They were all carefully detailed, with plan 3 eventually suggesting that plan 2 be put into place if the situation was truly and utterly impossible for Trevor. It was something Alucard could respect, but only after an attempt was made to avoid well, sun exposure after a full transformation happened.
(He did not want that full transformation. It demanded death. Alucard knew himself, and knew he'd sit beside that corpse until it rose again. He knew the emotions that would provoke, even if Trevor wasn't his favorite person in the world.)
In the end, they had gone with plan 3. All that was left to put it into action and approach the Coven to undertake the ceremony itself, and that brings them both to here. Now. Within a magic circle that Alucard swears he must have seen in one of his father's magic books before.
They're given the go signal for vows. Alucard breathes out.]
I'll go first. Only fair.
When: 20 Octeuril
Where: The appropriate ceremony room etc. and the duo's apartment later.
What: Bonds
Warnings: Added as needed
[The next several days after everything afforded Alucard no time at all to sit and do research. There was too much chaos to contend with throughout the city, and that was no environment conducive to sitting down and balancing Belmont fears about becoming a vampire or dhampir issues with the word witch in general.
When it had cleared, Alucard sat. He did the work. He gathered the information, spoke to the people who explained to him how the city's vampire population was sustained and debunked the nuances of vampires as Alucard and Trevor knew them from home, and wrote it all down into three actionable plans.
Plan 1: We do nothing.
Plan 2: We do your idea from several nights ago.
Plan 3: Bonds until matter is not workable
They were all carefully detailed, with plan 3 eventually suggesting that plan 2 be put into place if the situation was truly and utterly impossible for Trevor. It was something Alucard could respect, but only after an attempt was made to avoid well, sun exposure after a full transformation happened.
(He did not want that full transformation. It demanded death. Alucard knew himself, and knew he'd sit beside that corpse until it rose again. He knew the emotions that would provoke, even if Trevor wasn't his favorite person in the world.)
In the end, they had gone with plan 3. All that was left to put it into action and approach the Coven to undertake the ceremony itself, and that brings them both to here. Now. Within a magic circle that Alucard swears he must have seen in one of his father's magic books before.
They're given the go signal for vows. Alucard breathes out.]
I'll go first. Only fair.

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Give me your hand and before you say anything, no, I'm not going to fucking bite you.
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[God Trevor, you don't have to tell him you think that lowly!
But he does offer his hand all the same.]
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Does, uh- that feel better?
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Trevor's hand is still warm. That's important too.]
Thank you.
[His voice is impossibly quiet when he says the words.]
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[ And so he decides to lead the way with Alucard in tow, holding his hand and trying not to feel like a fool about it. ]