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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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[cryptsleeper]

[TREVOR YOU ARE LITERALLY BABBY.

Alucard gets up and starts walking over to the window.]

Stop.

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[ YOU'RE NOT HIS MOM!!

The "instruction" to stop has batty Trevor turn and screech at Alucard. Wings flap, legs kick about, a frustrated batty boy wanting to be outside. Can't you see it's stuffy in here, Alucard? Can't you see he wants to see and smell everything that outside has?? ]

[cryptsleeper]

[HE KIND OF IS AT THIS POINT!!!]

We can walk outside if you want.

[There. Compromise???]

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[ Bats and walking aren't really a thing, Alucard. As such, batty boy Trevor here just screeches again and stumbles about. As if to prove his point. He... kind of can't walk like this. Hence his strange... crawling about. ]

[cryptsleeper]

--Okay. Okay.

But stay close to the building. Do you promise?

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[ Does his happy little batty hand pats to the window tell you yes yes, LET ME OUT NOW?? ]

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[OKAY OKAY HE'S OPENING IT HAPPY NOW???]

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[ YES HE IS. So happy in fact that when the window is pushed open, he crawls right on out... and promptly falls down to the ground with a thud and awkward screech since. Ok. Kid of hurt a bit. ]

[cryptsleeper]

[Alucard just. Looks down.

And, smugly:]

I told you.

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[ YEAH WELL. Whatever.

But he sure is going to stumble about a bit as he tries to get himself up on his knees and gives a couple flap of those wings. To which he then looks up to Alucard and calls out to him.

Are you... coming down here, blondie?? ]

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Just---I'm coming. I can't precisely float down anymore.

[Alucard closes the window and latches it shut. There's a pause before he emerges though, and that's to bundle himself up in a thick, warm coat (it's his normal coat but with fur lining) before he steps out again Out and over to his stupid bat baby.]

Before you do that. There's no breaks or sprains?

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[ He's had worse before?? Never... been a fucking bat before but, you know, probably had worse. Maybe. But he looks over to Alucard as the blond joins him and stretches his wings out for him to say if need be. Nothing broken. Nothing bleeding. Looks like he's... ready to fly?? Because he's sure flapping his wings to show Alucard that he's gonna!! Try!! ]

[cryptsleeper]

[Alucard does inspect the wings. Carefully. Feeling over them both in turn and then nodding to show that he's satisfied-- and fuck he is not winning this fight today is he?]

If this doesn't work, we can wait until next full moon. Agreed?

[Still trying though.]

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[ No and he never will. Trevor is clearly the boss between them. Or. Something. But the "agreement" that Alucard tries to get bat boy Trevor here to go along makes the batty boy give what sounds like a huff. Just... in bat form. Wings are spread out and given a few flaps and he hops a bit to try and get himself into the air.

It... isn't working much. For now. ]

[cryptsleeper]

[Alucard takes a few steps to watch. But also to not get hit by baby bay wings, since that's not a fun time for anyone. It's enough to see Trevor try and....

...grounded. Thank goodness. The relief doesn't filter through the bond, but....

...no, being smug about Trevor failing is wrong.]

You're not aerodynamic enough. Lean yourself forward more.

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[ Not... what? No, ok. He gets it. He needs to just... figure out how the hell to go about doing that. Yeah. Taking Alucard's "advice" and all, he leans forward as he gives a couple more harder flaps of his wings and, after giving it a few tries, he pushes himself up with his batty little legs(??) and hops into the sky. Eureka! He's... he's doing! Look, Alucard! He's lifting himself up in the air! He can fly! He can...

...faceplant into the ground. Ow. ]

[cryptsleeper]

[Alucard cringes as Trevor comes crashing down, aware that...well, it worked for a few minutes.

Then it hits him, and it should be obvious.]

I think you need forward momentum before pushing off the ground.

[But more importantly, the dhampir is there, helping scoot Trevor off the ground and onto his feet.]

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[ The help is appreciated and shown so in the way his batty little hand pats and rubs at Alucard's head. It's... look, he can't talk at the moment, ok? So pats and rubs are just gonna have to cut it for now. But with the suggestion for this "forward momentum" thing, batty boy Trevor flaps his wings a few times before he makes a rather confident screech. Yeah... he can do this! And he intends to! So, with a bit of a shove forward and the use of his muscles to help himself off the ground, he throws himself up into the air, slightly shaky start, but! He! Is doing it! ]

[cryptsleeper]

[What do you know? It works. Alucard folds his arms, watching Trevor move. And...

....and okay. That's enough. High enough too.]

Don't go too far--!

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[ Sorry, Alucard. He can't hear you because he's so impressed with himself actually doing this and... he's off. Literally. Flapping those wings and flying off into the night sky to go... wherever the wind takes him. ]