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reverielogs2018-06-10 07:46 pm
reposing) wrote in reverielogs2018-06-10 07:46 pm
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a little touch of heavenly light [OPEN]
» WHO? Alucard & YOU
» WHEN? After the gravity has been reinstated.
» WHERE? Various locations, see within!
» WHAT? Catch-all for June. Prompts within.
» WARNINGS? Mention of blood, will update as needed.
❧ i. gym (man)
[Less than 11 months to go.
It's been too long already, and none of them have gotten any closer to finding a way off this wretched place. He's hardly had time to rest, drink, recover, and time is slipping away. He can't continue to wait like this, and it weighs on his heart terribly.
Alucard is presently in the gym, an incredibly long sword in his hand as he swings at the air, elegantly swiping at invisible opponents in his mind. He does not wear his jumpsuit, but rather a pair of black trousers and white tunic instead with his coat draped over a chair nearby. The focus is clear in his eyes, golden irises bordering on red.
Time is running out. How in the hell is the Sleeping Soldier meant to wake and find his scholar and hunter like this? How is he going to be able to--]
Hn!
[Abruptly, Alucard drops his sword and clutches his chest, baring his clenched fangs. He sinks down to his knees, trembling, dots of red appearing on his shirt.
There is nothing to prepare him.
A beastly noise escapes Alucard as he snarls, slamming his fist on the floor.
All he can do is continue forward, or die trying.]
❧ ii. gym (wolf)
[The pool is crystal clean.
There is nothing that could help Alucard feel comfortable enough to bare himself before others right now. It isn't as if he's ashamed of his wound, but he would rather keep it to himself. He doesn't want to think about it, its origins, what it means.
And having fur helps cover the truth of it.
If someone were to come into the gym and approach the pool, they will definitely find a large wolf throwing himself into the water and swimming away merrily. Once he reaches the end of the pool, he gallops around the edge to get back to where he started.]
❧ iii. observation deck
[The lack of windows in the station makes him feel trapped. Claustrophobic. Alucard is certain that he isn't the only one who feels the same way. The closest thing that they have to anything giving them the sensation of being open is either the gym, or this.
Alucard can be found within, calmly floating, his legs crossed lazily. Clinging to his golden waves of hair is a bat, who seems terrifically delighted to be where it is. Oddly, Alucard seems fairly preoccupied typing away, as if he's writing to someone's inbox. On occasion, he glances back up to look out the window, as if captivated by the darkness and stars out beyond.
Once he hears the door open, Alucard's shoulders slump and he sighs. The bat perks up and lets out an angry shriek, baring her fangs.]
Enough, Charlotte. [The bat continues her glaring, but settles back into his hair.]
If you wish, I can take my leave. [He tries to sound stern, but he just sounds exhausted.]
» WHEN? After the gravity has been reinstated.
» WHERE? Various locations, see within!
» WHAT? Catch-all for June. Prompts within.
» WARNINGS? Mention of blood, will update as needed.
❧ i. gym (man)
[Less than 11 months to go.
It's been too long already, and none of them have gotten any closer to finding a way off this wretched place. He's hardly had time to rest, drink, recover, and time is slipping away. He can't continue to wait like this, and it weighs on his heart terribly.
Alucard is presently in the gym, an incredibly long sword in his hand as he swings at the air, elegantly swiping at invisible opponents in his mind. He does not wear his jumpsuit, but rather a pair of black trousers and white tunic instead with his coat draped over a chair nearby. The focus is clear in his eyes, golden irises bordering on red.
Time is running out. How in the hell is the Sleeping Soldier meant to wake and find his scholar and hunter like this? How is he going to be able to--]
Hn!
[Abruptly, Alucard drops his sword and clutches his chest, baring his clenched fangs. He sinks down to his knees, trembling, dots of red appearing on his shirt.
There is nothing to prepare him.
A beastly noise escapes Alucard as he snarls, slamming his fist on the floor.
All he can do is continue forward, or die trying.]
❧ ii. gym (wolf)
[The pool is crystal clean.
There is nothing that could help Alucard feel comfortable enough to bare himself before others right now. It isn't as if he's ashamed of his wound, but he would rather keep it to himself. He doesn't want to think about it, its origins, what it means.
And having fur helps cover the truth of it.
If someone were to come into the gym and approach the pool, they will definitely find a large wolf throwing himself into the water and swimming away merrily. Once he reaches the end of the pool, he gallops around the edge to get back to where he started.]
❧ iii. observation deck
[The lack of windows in the station makes him feel trapped. Claustrophobic. Alucard is certain that he isn't the only one who feels the same way. The closest thing that they have to anything giving them the sensation of being open is either the gym, or this.
Alucard can be found within, calmly floating, his legs crossed lazily. Clinging to his golden waves of hair is a bat, who seems terrifically delighted to be where it is. Oddly, Alucard seems fairly preoccupied typing away, as if he's writing to someone's inbox. On occasion, he glances back up to look out the window, as if captivated by the darkness and stars out beyond.
Once he hears the door open, Alucard's shoulders slump and he sighs. The bat perks up and lets out an angry shriek, baring her fangs.]
Enough, Charlotte. [The bat continues her glaring, but settles back into his hair.]
If you wish, I can take my leave. [He tries to sound stern, but he just sounds exhausted.]
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Rhea'li eyes the bat... he could use fresh food after all the slop they've been eating, but a bat so small would hardly even be a snack. Besides, it could be Alucard's.]
What fight have they with you?
[They had spoken briefly about the death of his mother...]
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I am part vampire, and I survive by drinking blood. Most humans feel like they're prey when in the face of that, no matter what I may have to say about it.
That part of me has never been largely accepted. It was easy enough to avoid people in my homeland, it is far less simple here.
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[A small smile curls the corner of his mouth.]
Had you approached me like a hungry animal, then I would have no choice but to cut you down.
[Figuratively speaking. He doesn't exactly carry a bladed weapon. But he smiles more broadly.]
There will always be those who will not accept. But you've also companions who do.
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If only there were others who would understand your perspective.
[Alucard shakes his head.] I should remember that I am not as alone as I once was. There are those who do not look at me with fear or hatred.
I am grateful for that.
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We bring our prejudices from our worlds of origin. I say many of us come from different cultures to your own, ones that lack the same history with [er what was he again? the not half-squid...] vampires as your home.
[He's quiet for a moment, before he asks--]
If I may, what your mother like?
[He knows he can be somewhat dense, but... after nursing his own recent loss, he could see the rawness of Alucard's reaction to his vision.]
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[The question gives him pause, then Alucard lowers his gaze.]
She was... kind. All she ever wanted to do was help others. Though I could always see the frustration she'd have with anyone opting to be ignorant, she'd never give up on them. [For a moment, he smiles, but it is more mournful than anything close to joy.]
And she was so stubborn.
You heard her. Didn't you? How she cried out to me. Begging me to spare the people killing. Even on her dying breath, she didn't blame them.
I wish I was more like her.
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We cannot be another.
[But she sounded like a kind woman. Someone who the world was darker without.]
But we can be inspired by them. To draw strength and resolve from those before us. To be better than we would've been without them.
[Sometimes he wonders if Haurchefant would've been disappointed that the reason he was so intent on hunting down Thordan was so he could kill Ser Zephirin in revenge. But ever does he press forward, regardless of what people think of him...]
'Tis not wrong to not have the same heart as she did.