⚜ open - ( un: belmont )

[getnasty]

[Trevor hates this technology. He yearns for simpler times.]

Straight out of the Gresit catacombs!
God shits in my dinner once again.
Where is the local bar?
I need a soft bed and hard ale.

[He'd woken near a bar but stumbled past it in a daze. Unfortunately. For everyone, obviously. Everything around him was metal and there weren't any windows. Where was all the fresh air? The ground. Why was he wearing horrible gray-green overalls. They did nothing for his complexion or chiseled jaw line.

The network briefly gets an up close shot of his face as he taps the device at his wrist. It's there and gone again.]

Right.
I'll come back later.
Let me know if you can find some beer.

[Or tell him what's going on. Priorities.]

Comments

text; un: alucard

[reposing]

Too sober, Belmont?

[getnasty]

Always, my fanged friend, always.

[reposing]

Then I hope you can manage to be sober enough when we confront my father.

I can't assist you right now, but I've no doubt someone will gladly step in to guide you to the bar.

[getnasty]

When we get off this metal boat and back to Wallachia, I'll make sure I'm sober enough to confront your father.

Why can't you?

[reposing]

That's all I would ask.

In short, I had a health complication. I don't know how long it's going to occupy me.

[getnasty]

[Oh, God. What now.]

Could you be more descriptive than that?
If you die then..

[He's not finishing that. But something something needs the vampire's help.]

un: aphrodite; casually throws the devil at a belmont

[wingstosee]

haha. that sounds just like him though?
shitting in your dinner, i mean.
metaphorically.

there's a bar on deck 3? but i don't know if there's much left there.
the replicators make alcohol now though, so that's nice. sort of.

text; un: alucard | private

[reposing]

Venus.

[PANIC TEXTS HER]

Under no circumstances should you tell him what you are.

text; un: alucard | private

[wingstosee]

huh?

...why?
i mean. i'm guessing he's super religious or something.
but also, i don't really feel like hiding who i am?

[reposing]

More than simply religious. Trevor Belmont is a vampire hunter, slayer of all creatures who thrive in the night.

I have heard stories of the Belmont clan. If he matches up to any of these tales, it is better that you and Jupiter conceal your devil nature to yourselves.

[wingstosee]

hmm.
it's not that i don't know why you're saying that?
it makes sense. honestly, it's kind of nice? knowing you're worried about me, i mean.
but also, not all of us can stop looking the way we do.
i'm not sure i would even if i could.

what about you? you're talking just fine to him.
does he know?

oh no

[getnasty]

Do you know him personally?
It sounds as if you do.
God laughs down at us humans and shows us no mercy.

I'm on deck three and haven't seen this bar.
What is a replicator?

[wingstosee]

ughhh. i mean, sort of? it's complicated.
he sure talked at me enough. haha.
listening isn't really his strong suit, you know?

oh! a replicator's like... a machine? and it can make food and drinks and stuff like that.
it used to suck, but now it sucks slightly less?
you can find them on deck 2.

[getnasty]

I wasn't serious.
How can you claim to know God?
Are you a priest or bishop of the church?

Can it make beer?
That's all I care to know of it.

[wingstosee]

haha. um. something like that?
i can show you but you probably wouldn't like it.

i can also show you how the replicators work?
but you might not like that either. the offer's open though.

text; un piercedearring

[imperialsun]

Sorry there's no bar here, but there's a machine that will give you somewhat eatable food and drinks.

Are you drunk?

[getnasty]

No, I'm quite sober.

Are you drunk?

[imperialsun]

I'm too young to get drunk!

I have wondered what it's like, but I figure I'll get enough of it when I end up working in a few years.

[getnasty]

You're never too young.

And what career have you chosen?

[imperialsun]

Teenagers maybe but I think kids might be too young.

Don't know quite yet! But in Japan it's typical to go drinking with your work colleagues after most days or with your boss.

Action bc y not

[altruistical]

A tavern is the last thing we need right now.

[Why does she feel like a baby sitter.....]

We should find Alucard.

[getnasty]

I've already found him, Speaker.

[Because she is one.]

I don't care to repeat the experience any time soon.

[altruistical]

[She didnt sign up for this.]

Here? And you didn't ask him to meet us?

[Her face falls as she gives him a look.]

What did you do?

[getnasty]

Why would I do that?

[Sypha, please.]

Me? Ah, yes. If one of the two of us is causing trouble it'd be Trevor Fucking Belmont and not your precious undead messiah.

[altruistical]

Because its safer in numbers. In case you are not aware, we have little knowledge of this place still. Alucard has told me it is dangerous. It's only common sense.

[She crosses her arms over her chest.]

Am I wrong? I will apologize if so.