[The dreams haven't gotten...better, exactly. They've shifted. And Alucard's strength is almost at the point where it ought to be again. Tomorrow there will be a new ship to take them back the way they came. A few port stops. (Not Varna.) Then into Wallachia, and homeward bound, victory or else the dire consequences of loss threaded through all their heads. Like before, they are sewn up together, hunter, scholar, soldier, but they are even stronger and fiercer for it.
He's slept through the mirror's noises before. Carmilla's asshole enough, and he wants to send the mirror back with the half-chair from his father's study just to throw Carmilla off their scent. It'd be good strategy to. But the fear for Sypha's people is greater than any strategy, so the mirror stays.
But this is a new noise. Different. And...
she had a forgemaster didn't she?
Alucard sits up in bed, and with unsteady legs, retrieves the mirror. It has been locked up in the trunk at the foot of the bed, then wrapped in soft cloth to make sure the noise is muted as possible.]
...Carmilla.
[He'll address the mastermind before he acknowledges this new attack.]
no subject
He's slept through the mirror's noises before. Carmilla's asshole enough, and he wants to send the mirror back with the half-chair from his father's study just to throw Carmilla off their scent. It'd be good strategy to. But the fear for Sypha's people is greater than any strategy, so the mirror stays.
But this is a new noise. Different. And...
she had a forgemaster didn't she?
Alucard sits up in bed, and with unsteady legs, retrieves the mirror. It has been locked up in the trunk at the foot of the bed, then wrapped in soft cloth to make sure the noise is muted as possible.]
...Carmilla.
[He'll address the mastermind before he acknowledges this new attack.]