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( OPEN ) nanananananana batman

Who: Trevor Belmont and you!
When: The night of the full moon and the day after
Where: Aefenglom mostly
What: Treffy finally hits that vampire puberty and turns into a monstrous bat on the full moon. Also finds himself laying around town NOT DRUNK for once but still lost and confused.
Warnings: Nudity, Trevor being Trevor, body horror transformation, swearing. The usual.

01. the transformation, FOR ALUCARD. ( the full moon, cw for body horror )
[ Considering how the LAST full moon went (aka BAD), Trevor had made sure to begrudgingly feed prior to the effects of the full moon taking hold of him since he doesn't wish to have a repeat of last time transpire.

You'd think he'd be in the clear then, right?

Wrong.

Because it's as he's "waking up for the night" that it suddenly hits him right in the center of his chest and he drops the little communicator thing(??) he had been looking through before he konked out for the day. It clatters on the floor of his room, Trevor hunching over as he suddenly feels so hot and nowhere near in a good way. It's with pulling his hands away that he sees the way fingers crack and elongate, hair and veins bulging out as he stares in shock. ]

Oh shit. Alucar-

[ He wants to call for his bonded to ask him what the fuck is going on but he can't and the words fall onto a pained groan which radiates throughout their bond from the feel of it. Trevor's down on his knees, ears beginning to shape and point. Eyes beginning to turn red. ]

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.

[ He just... needs to keep it together??? Somehow??? ]

02. the bat. ( the full moon )
[ No longer Trevor fucking Belmont but Trevor... the bat man... throughout the hours of the night, a large, monstrous bat figure can be seen flying around, high above the sky. From the looks of it? It's got pants on. A blessing for anyone witnessing this really.

But it's not just the high skies that he keeps to. Oh no. Because thanks to being able to see and hear everything so much better in the dark like this, why- he might just be up for a bit of fun with someone. Fun as in... swooping down and chasing whoever might be on the streets at this hour. Minding your business by yourself? Hope you don't mind the ungodly sight of a monstrous bat suddenly smiling with sharp teeth behind you, perched on a lamppost or rooftop and looking to chase you through the streets. Or be careful if you turn down a particular alley because you might suddenly be met with a screeching bat in your face.

It's all fun and games, ok?! Maybe. ]

(( please note that bat!Trevor has no intention of trying to suck your blood (he was a good bean and fed prior) but he will absolutely chase you for sport and play a scary bit of hide and seek with you! ))

03. the man. ( morning/afternoon after )
[ Trevor's dealt with a lot of hangovers before, but this one DEFINITELY takes the cake.

It's the warmth of the sun that stirs him. Which, for a hunter-turning-vampire, you'd think he'd been rolling away in pain at those warm rays touching his face. Thankfully?Haven't made those changes yet. But it sure doesn't help him want to get himself up any quicker and really, he could do with another five or ten minutes of sleep.

You know. If he wasn't laying naked in whatever alleyway he's ended up in. Remnants of his shredded clothing lays around in the alley and for a good long while, he's wondering just how much he fucking drank last night before it dawns on him that he... didn't. For once. So that would mean... ugh.

His clothes are absolutely useless, not even a scrap to be used to cover his own Belmonts and he sighs as he pinches the bridge of his nose. Sitting there. Cross-legged. In the alley. ]

Ok. This... is not as bad as it looks. Been through worse, right? Always had my clothes, mind you. But it's fine. Just... got to make it back home without anyone screaming bloody murder at me. Right? Right.

[ Pep talk DONE, he reaches for an old coffee can and thinks to use that when... no. No no no. Looks disgusting. Scratch that. So he's just going to grab a couple pieces of newspaper and hold that at his front and back. And move like a cat. Running through the back alleys and streets to try and get to where he needs to be.

Doesn't help that he keeps getting lost, of course. Peeking around this corner and hiding behind that garbage can. He might even end up a tree. Help this disheveled, naked man holding newspapers around him get some clothes??? Maybe??? ]

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The kind where you get your clothes ripped off and you're dumped in an alley after? Thanks. Didn't know you took me for the type.

[ Not that she know what sort of TYPE he is to begin with?? But, that's a different matter. So. Yeah. ]

I just had a bad night, ok?

[ She sighs. Doesn't seem like he wants to talk about it, huh. Then it's either really embarrassing or really serious. Probably the latter, with the whole party thing ruled out. ]

Listen, I'd let you borrow some of my clothes, but there's no way those are going to fit. [ With the size difference between them her shirts wouldn't even be crop tops to him.. ] So tell me some other way to help you right now. Without being rude.

[ He absolutely DOES NOT need to be parading around in a crop top, no. But... he sighs then ad comes to pinch the bridge of his nose. Jesus Christ. ]

Ok. Look. Full moons are a bit more of a bitch than I thought they would be, ok? Let's just say I got a little too much fresh air last night.

[ So much that he became a giddy newborn bat baby or some shit. ]

But I'm... fucking hungry and need something to wear that isn't a sheet or... whatever this is.

[ .. definitely really serious. He must have transformed, since he did say before that he was also a monster rather than a witch. And no matter her previous perceptions of him, that does make her feel bad for him.

So after quickly looking around, she looks back at him with a frown. ]

Alright. Just.. cover yourself up with that for a moment and get inside here where I live. I'll see if any of the neighbours have something in your size. [ Asking stuff from other people isn't exactly her favourite activity considering she's no social wonder, but better her than some weird half-naked dude, right. That'd scare anyone away. ] I at the very least have some food.

You didn't cook it yourself, did you?

[ trEVOR. Not helping and... rude??? It's not like he's ever had anything she's made before anyways so, how the hell is he to judge whether or not she's capable of cooking? Just trying to keep everything lighthearted, really. That... would be his reasoning, yeah. ]

[ It's not cooked by her! Although it probably wouldn't be bad even if it was. But just the very suggestion is enough for Asahi to get offended by, naturally. ]

I'm going to shove it down your throat and you're going to like it!

[ Then again, Asahi just randomly yelling at first instinct is.. probably the more lighthearted option here between her being awkwardly worried.

Also she's clearly still expecting him to follow her as she heads into the place. Walking, this time. ]

[ Oh he follows alright. At a... relatively safe distance. Yeah. ]

Do you even know what vampires eat?

[ Because... that's gonna be a helluva awkward conversation to have like this if she doesn't. ]

[ She's already stepping inside with one foot when she suddenly turns around. And looks at him.

The look on her face by itself is saying enough: she sure knows what vampires eat - or thinks so, judging by vampire legends from back home - but didn't consider that yet at all. ]

So that's what you-- [ This just got so much more complicated. She rubs her temples. ] It's not like I just randomly have a bottle of blood lying around though?!

[ Uh... fuck? Did he... never tell her what he was?? Ok, that's a strong possibility since he sure as hell wasn't happy with what this shitty world decided to give him in the whole monster roulette. But the look on her face pretty much says it all, even as he comes to stands there in her... place. ]

Then I guess you'll just have to give me some of yours, won't you?

[ And... he can't even joke about that without feeling gross so he just HUFFS and looks away. ]

I can eat regular food. It's... fine.

[ That slight pause before 'fine' seems to indicate otherwise though! Hence why the look that Asahi is giving him turns from the earlier surprised look to something slightly more sceptical. This is one of those moments where she really wishes her Iris still worked. ]

Are you sure? I mean-- [ Wait, no, she can't make it sound like she'd give him her blood since that thought is also just incredibly gross to her. She pulls a face just thinking about it. ] I.. I don't know how the whole vampire deal works, so I can't tell if you're lying or not!

[ That makes two of them that would feel gross, ok? It's not like he ENJOYS having to drink blood. Truth be told, he spat up so much of it the first time he lost it and drank from someone. Not a... great way to start off the new diet that's needed when full moons kick your ass but, yeah. ]

Maybe it's best you keep it that way.

[ To which he sighs and pulls his blanket thing(??) around him a little more. ]

And don't offer your blood to any either. [ A beat. ] Probably tastes too sweet anyways.

[ Her mouth opens and closes for a second without her saying anything. Then she starts heading into the house. ]

I'm not sure if you're complimenting me or insulting me. [ Hence the awkward mouth open-mouth closed goldfish moment for a second back there.

Is she totally avoiding directly making any promises about the blood thing though? For sure. ]

Besides, I'm sure vampires need human blood. I'm not exactly 100% human anymore at this point. It'd probably taste more like chicken. [ You know, since she's part bird. ]

Well all I've drank here so far is dragon blood.

[ It's said nonchalantly but also something he... doesn't mind. Much. To drink from a human would be... he's not sure he could do it. Not with who he is. Not with what his ancestors have done. Not with having wanted to protect people from the very thing he's becoming. It just seems... too much of a betrayal to everything he is. Everything he wants to be. ]

I'd rather not drink blood at all. [ But, the hunger pains in trying to ignore the thirst was... a time. ] So if you have something that is, I don't know, regular food, I'll have that.

I can whip up a sandwich if you want something quick. Or some soup. [ And she's not a bad cook either, so it'll be fine to eat. It'll probably actually even be kind of tasty.

She doesn't seem to react as wildly to him admitting he's had dragon blood, but it's probably since Asahi figures he must have drank some blood already since he began about blood earlier. Maybe drinking dragon blood is just.. more accepted? More normal? Who knows. He doesn't seem as squicked out about it as human blood, anyway. ]

Here, come on in and sit down somewhere. I'll get it ready.

[ Please do keep covering yourself though. ]

[ Of course he's going to keep himself covered?? Who do you take him for?? Sheesh! But he comes on in and sits down as asked, keeping the blanket-sheet-thing wrapped around him as he just SIGHS because... last night was something. ]

I'm not picky so... whatever you have is fine.

[ And, after a pause. ]

Thanks.

[ Asahi's already getting to work on the food, since he does look like he could use some food inside of him right now. It's kind of a weird time to be cooking this early in the morning, but maybe her neighbours will just assume she wanted soup for breakfast or something.

She's quiet for a moment at the thanks, but then does speak up again. ]

I know.. I've been kind of rude to you. Because I thought you were a totally rude guy, and you totally are, but-- [ She pauses. This is going in the wrong direction all over again, huh. At least it's a little easier to just keep on talking instead of stopping and freaking out when she's looking at the food she's making rather than at him. ] A-- Anyway, that's not what I mean to say! What I wanted to say is.. you know. You don't seem like a totally rotten guy.

[ That's a compliment. Asahi is just not good at giving more direct or better ones.. ]

[ That... is not anything he ever expected to hear from her?? Like... never ever. Yet here they are. In her kitchen(??) as she makes food... and him sitting here. Naked. Well, ok. He's covered by the blanket-sheet-thing. But he's not in any clothes and so, yeah. This is so fucking awkward but at least neither of them are being little shits to one another? Not really anyways.

So, Trevor blinks over to her at her words and just... sits there. A little unsure what to say to that since... oh. ]

I'm not, really.

[ He finds himself saying that as he wraps himself up a little more, chair creaking as he shifts a bit. ]

People can just be assholes. [ A beat. ] Not that... you are. Or were. Well, maybe you can be. How the hell should I know? But what I mean is... you're not so bad.

[ They're both amazing at this. Experts at having regular people conversations, obviously. And hey, at least for once Asahi is chill enough to hold in any fit she might usually throw over the fact that of course she's not so bad.

Instead her voice is just more on the volume of a regular person's when she speaks up again. ]

I know. A lot of people really suck. [ Maybe it's a little cynical for a teenage girl to say that, but she sounds rather convinced of it. ] So when we met that way, I automatically assumed the worst. That you were just someone who was going around picking on the weak. But I guess I should have adjusted my idea of you more quickly when you were actually helping out with the snow.

[ Oh is that all?? No, he won't snap back with that. Won't even roll his eyes. Instead, he just sits there and stares down to the table, holding the blanket-sheet around him. ]

I know what it's like to be bullied and wrongly accused of things. To be... run out of your home because of it. [ He shrugs then. ] I don't like seeing it done to others, so I wouldn't do it to anyone myself.

[ Asahi freezes up when he says that. She turns in the middle of her food preparation to look at him, and it's so, so very obvious just from her stance and the look on her face that she's about to ask "were you run out of your home?!"

Thank god reason kicks in before instinct for once, and she seems to realise how tactless that would be. She manages to swallow the words back up before they leave her mouth and turns back around, suddenly very intensely focused on that soup she's making. ]

G.. Geez. People are the worst.

[ Clearly not saying that because people were rude to him!! Obviously!!

(She's so bad at being indirect.) ]

People are assholes. Better you figure that out sooner rather than later.

[ Trevor Belmont providing life advice or something?? Yeah. ]

Doesn't necessarily make them bad people. Sometimes it does, yeah. But a lot of the time, people are just sheep. Scared of what they don't understand. So what do they do when they don't like something or don't understand it? Try to get rid of it. To not upset any order they might have. Whatever the hell that is.

[ He's thinking about you, Church. ]

Anyways, point is... I don't know. There's assholes no matter where you go I guess.

[ That upsetting any order part sounds.. very specific. Too specific for it to not have been what someone must have told him at some point. Maybe those people who ran him out of his home or something? That's what she's assuming, anyway. ]

.. I know. I also had a power other people didn't like back home. [ Most people, anyway. ] So they all tried to shut me out. Since they didn't want to deal with it.

[ He knows how it goes, yeah. Seen it all before. So when she speaks up about her own troubles back home, he glances over to her for a moment before looking back ahead. ]

And is that the case here, too?

Well, I don't have it here.

[ Although here she's instead dealing with slowly transforming into a monster, but.. you know. At least she's not the only one dealing with that. Him being here is a prime example of someone else dealing with it.

She pours some soup into a bowl now it's done, handing it over to him. ]

So no need for people to dislike me over it anymore.

[ He eyes the soup a little curiously for a moment. Not because he doesn't trust her cooking skills... well, maybe a little. But mostly just to tease her. Like usual. But he hums his thanks a little awkwardly before he just... takes the bowl in his hands. No spoon for him. He can just gulp it down. But, before he does that ]

Well, if they do, send them my way and I'll knock some sense into them. [ Literally? Figuratively? A mystery really. ] Soon as I get some clothes on.

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