audio; un: alucard

[reposing]

Since it seems many of us are coming close to preparing to attempt to break down at least one of the locked doors, I find it necessary to prepare myself further and have the strength necessary to help.

As stated before, I am a dhampir. That is to say, I am half-vampire by my father. I look for any who bleed to volunteer and allow me to drink from you. The more that I have, the stronger that I will be.

With that request in place, I ask another: I want to know if anyone here has been properly ordained. I am in need of holy water.

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[why_me]

I'm on my way. And that's good to know, about the medical unit.

[reposing]

Forgive me; I should not assume everyone knows every shred of details here, whether they woke today or even last week. I am Alucard. I'm presently acting as everyone's doctor.

Though I am glad you're informed about it now as well.

I shall wait for you.

[why_me]

You can call me Garion. I won't take too long.

[ He's learned his lesson, so he'll make his way to the room the man mentioned on two legs instead of four. All the same, he heads up quickly enough, knocking on the door a few minutes later. ]

[reposing]

[The door slides open at Alucard's permission, and he bows his head faintly to the unfamiliar face before him.]

Welcome. Garion, yes? Please, come in.

[why_me]

[ Garion gives the man a bow of his head in return, because his manners were well enough engrained. All the same, his Sendarian practicality is there too, which is why he looks around to see if there's a bowl or a bucket full of water for him to work with somewhere in the area.]

Thank you. I hope I can be of help.

[reposing]

[At most, Alucard holds a mug filled with water, and he holds it out in offering.]

I will not be upset if this does not work, but I hope that it does.

Take your time.

[why_me]

[ Garion nods and takes the mug, looking into it to assure himself that water is still water, still wet, that isn't something new and weird. Then he puts it down on the nearest flat surface and considers the problem.

After a moment, he reaches his hand out, the one with the soft opalescent mark on his palm, and holds it over the water. Then he breathes in and thinks back to the moment he met Aldur, to the peace he'd felt, the love. The feeling of the Vale, and with it, the feeling of the Tree at the center of it all. He thinks of the Orb, almost like a friend to him, focuses on how it feels, the spirit, the life of it, imagines Aldur's love and attention feeding into it in a workshop not unlike his grandfather's.

He doesn't see it, but his palm begins to glow a faint, peaceful blue, illuminating the water, sinking into it.

He rarely uses his full name, feels awkward with it, as awkward as his grandfather would feel without it. But his name is Belgarion, beloved of the god Aldur, and with a Word, he wills some of that love into the cup of water with a sound like a soft bell.

Then his hand fades and he pulls it away to look at the water, eyebrows perking up as he sees that the water is still clear but now glows a faint, peaceful blue. He holds it out to Alucard. ]

Was that what you wanted?

[reposing]

[It's fascinating to watch, admittedly. He hasn't even seen a priest make holy water, but this is immensely different, of that he has no doubt.

Curiously, Alucard takes the mug and places it on a table.]

We will find out shortly.

[Without another word, Alucard dips his fingertip in--

And abruptly, it scalds and burns him, the skin of his flesh eaten away. Alucard grits his teeth and hisses, jerking his hand back. He looks at his finger, narrowing his eyes at how raw it looks.

With some concentration, it begins to heal over.]

Yes. I would say that will do nicely.

A god's pure love. This is more than I could have asked for.

[why_me]

[ Garion hands the cup over easily, sort of taking a note to himself about how he did it and what the result is, which is why he's a little confused when Alucard dips his fingers in and-]

Belar's teeth, what did you do that for?

[ He doesn't rush over, because he's not sure what will help: after all, he'd made the water. Would that make it worse? HE doesn't know how this all works.]

Are you all right? I know a few poultices if you need them.

[ Huff. ]

But yes. That sounds about right.

[reposing]

It seemed the best way to test it, for its purpose. I need to make sure it works on me.

[Alucard pauses at the offer, then bows his head, respectfully.] That is kind of you to ask, but I will heal, much more quickly than you may think. This is furthest from the most painful thing I've endured.

That is... fascinating. I don't know about your god, but I've never witnessed it like this. You are a true faithful.

[why_me]

So this is something you intend to use you on yourself?

[ He's not dealing with the 'truly faithful' part because it's not pertinent right now, but also because it's not the way he thinks of it. Gods and him have a different sort of arrangement than most, so he's found. And with Aldur, it's especially... special.]

Why do you need something that can hurt you like that?

[reposing]

There are two reasons.

First, I am unfortunately in a condition where I fall asleep frequently. If I were to fall asleep during an important surgery or something just as urgent, I need a quick and sure way for me to wake. This will do it.

The second... is a measure, in case we need it against other creatures that are anything like me. Not all of them will have manners.

[why_me]

[ He takes a moment to look at the other man, curious about what this condition might entail, but he won't push or pry. He's always interested, but he doesn't like to ask very often unless there's no time for waiting. He was trained out of it as a small child by never getting a proper answer when he tried.]

I've been told I'm something of a bumpkin when it comes to manners like that. Don't have any to name.

[ But that's less of an issue. ]

There are easier ways to keep you awake during something like that.

[reposing]

[Alucard lets out a dry laugh.]

I think you underestimate how hard I sleep. But I welcome your methods, should you have any to suggest.

[why_me]

I guarantee I've seen someone sleep harder.

[ Namely, Torak. But that's not something he's going to get into easily. Instead-]

I could almost certainly keep you awake, if it came down to it. My family and I have some abilities that have proven useful over the years, to put it plainly.

[ He tips his chin towards the nearest vertical surface.]

We can test that sometime, since it won't caues you harm.

[reposing]

[There's a pause of consideration. He hasn't any real reason to doubt him so far.]

Then I would accept the test, at some point.

You know where to find me. I've no doubt it's only a matter of time until I sleep again.

[why_me]

I do but I don't intend to wake you up for fun.

[ He gestures to the room.]

Are you an early riser? I could wake you up some morning before you'd usually be up.

[reposing]

It's... inconsistent. Quite honestly, I do better at night than I do the day, but I abide by no real schedule right now due to my circumstances.

I wish I could give you an exact time.

[why_me]

Then just...

[ Hmph.]

The next time you need to stay awake. Let me try before you go dousing your hand in that stuff.

[reposing]

I will try to let you know ahead of time.

[why_me]

I can't be the only one who'd rather you didn't maim yourself. Whether you can heal or not.

[reposing]

The list is not a terribly long one.

There are so few who care for the presence of a vampire, half-breed or otherwise.

[why_me]

I'll be honest: I don't know what that is.

[ He doesn't. Never heard of them.]

But anyone who'd be worried after the people he's attempting to help with a surgery is probably worth worrying over in turn.

[reposing]

[Alucard smiles wryly.]

A friend suggested I arrange a document summarizing. I'll send it to you.

[Aaaand boop, he drops that into Garion's inbox.]

[why_me]

[ When he hears the little 'beep' of his communicator, he steps back for a moment and opens the message, reading through the document rather quickly. The ability to read and scan while someone's waiting is something he's perfected over many many trade negotiations with Tolnedrans who think he won't read what in the hell he's signing. He knows better; he married their princess, after all. The first thing he says is- ]

...why would you 'sparkle'?