⚜ open - ( un: belmont )

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[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.]

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[reposing]

[Carefully, he drinks, relishing the fresh blood he takes in. It's not the most healthy meal he's had, but he's also certainly had worse being here. Slowly, his fangs disengage, and he gives one last suck to the bite mark before thumbing away any stray beading of blood.

Alucard licks it off his thumb, then looks to Trevor.]

Are you all right?

[Everyone does have a different reaction. He isn't certain how Trevor may feel.]

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[Trevor is dazed, pupils blown wide until almost all the bright blue is gone. He's breathing heavily and unconsciously follows Alucard as he pulls away.]

Why did you stop?

[He was.. enjoying it. There at the end. He felt warm all over.] I've never noticed just ho-

[Trailing off, he blinks a few times and tips his head back to run his fingers over his neck.]

[reposing]

[An intriguing question, but not completely unlikely. Everyone has a different reaction, after all. For some, it is clinical. For others, it can be... well.]

Was there something you wished to say, Belmont?

[Alucard is not ignorant to how it's affected him. That doesn't mean he can't tease him a little.]

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[Trevor was conflicted. He wasn't the most understanding or accepting of those like Alucard. He'd agreed to work with him out of necessity. He had to learn to trust him. Now he was having.. thoughts, of him.]

Is it supposed to feel that way?

[Is he supposed to feel that way?]

[reposing]

It is different for everyone. When I bite, sometimes it is just as that, and no one feels differently. For others, it can feel more. Intimate.

I do not think less of you. [His tone is a bit softer, reassuring.] It can happen this way. In time, it will fade.

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[He wasn't sure he wanted it to fade. Trevor had only just had it happen and hasn't processed anything yet.]

That's kind of you, Alucard.

[Trevor's tone is off, gruff but not teasing or rude. He means it.]

Have you finished?

[reposing]

Mm.

[Eventually, Alucard nods.] Yes, I have. ...Thank you, Trevor. For what you gave me. I know it isn't easy.