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[When the feed clicks on, it does so mid-bounce as if the device had been tossed aside with little in the way of regard for what happened to it. Those watching it was spared most of the camera shaking if only because the room in which the broadcast originates is pitch black save for three points of illumination. The first two show the shadow-cloaked face of Vlad as his eyes appear to burn with a hellish flame. The third seems to be a small crimson stone, glowing in the darkness, pulsing softly almost as if mimicking a heart beat. When Vlad speaks, his voice is restrained, but the fury is more than evident.]

I have spent quite some time in this place, and during that time I have learned quite a bit of the nature of the realm. Those of us chosen to be ripped from our own worlds seem to have been plucked from them to serve as protectors of the realm, to keep the barriers around the cities in place so that what lies beyond at bay.

It is because of this that I was willing to accept the peace offering that was returning my wife to my side. However, she is no longer here. Sent back to the fate that awaited her in our world; to be tortured and burnt at the stake for the crime of showing compassion. What this realm seems to have forgotten is that I am not as forgiving as Lisa.

[He pauses, clenching his fist around the stone, dimming the lights further but allowing the shifting shadows that fill the room behind him to become a bit more visible.]

Perhaps it is time I remind Genessia why I am called Vlad the Impaler...

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[When Vlad hears Flandre, he motions for her to approach. The monstrosity that seemed to be growing out of his throne in the shadows would draw back as well, attempting to seem less scary.]

I have no intention of hurting you or your sister, Flandre. All within my realm are safe from my wrath, however I do not intend to allow this to go unanswered.

[It helps out immensely as she holds her head up a bit higher. Her voice gets stronger and her plan keeps moving. She'll stop a distance away, short enough for her to be able to dart to him quickly if what she says makes things worse.]

Even so, hurting others in the area will come back to reflect on us and could end up hurting us in the end. Both of us do leave the area and who is to say someone decides we can be the scapegoats because they don't want to touch you? We all lost Mom and it hurts a lot.

[A moment to collect her thoughts before she continues.]

I know how this works. Everyone goes away and you want to lash out at what takes them....but then everyone else gets hurt and gangs up on you instead of the reason it happens. I did that back on the ship and couldn't come out of New Gensokyo for days.

[A few steps forward, shaking her head slightly.]

It isn't right to hurt those who didn't do anything wrong this time.

[ Being physically aged to 60 by one of those eggs was a weird experience, she could deal with that.

But realising that Moth... Lisa has been taken from her... She's not so good at dealing with that. At all.

There may had been a scream of rage of grief somewhere in Castlevania.
Before long, Remilia stalks into the room, tears of grief and rage on her face, and her eyes glowing a hellish red... ]

I put my well being on the line in defence of this place... and it does this...

Edited 2018-04-02 20:47 (UTC)

[As Remilia entered the room, a monstrous hand came around Flandre's back more of a reflex to protect her from a potential attack, but faded back into the shadows of the periphery of the room upon realization it was Remilia.]

Flandre, I have observed humanity for centuries and in that observation, I've noted that Lisa was the only exception, that the rest of humanity was rotten to its very core. There are no innocents, any of them could have stood up and said that they would not act like animals, but instead they celebrated the murder of the one person worth a damn in that entire world.

This place is no different. Plucking Lisa from the release of Death only to send her back to the fire after she had healed, and depriving you of her love as well. I understand your hesitation, but you - both of you - are far stronger than you realize. You have nothing to fear from them. Quite the opposite really.

It is they who should fear you.

[However, even as he proclaims their superiority, he continues to beckon to both of them.]

Like Remilia Sakuya made herself known. She wasn't as... obvioius as the scarlet sisters, but the loyal thrall was flickering in and out of time, stalking around to room to make sure its inhabitants were safe. It was fairly clear that she would not step in if she was not called or needed. It was not her place.

She flickered several more times before vanishing completely again. It was likely she was still there, however. In fact, it was likely she was there from the beginning, keeping an eye on both Flandre and Remilia as soon as Dracula's announcement was made.

One of the few exceptions to the rule in terms of humanity, Sakuya would undoubtedly fight with her life to protect her charges.

[Of all the places for a bitty to wander into, Soma managed to find the throne room. He's currently about ten years old, and rather scrawny for his age - and there's no trace of the power he will later wield, save the dormant power of Dominance. A mix of fear and wonder fill his eyes as he takes in the tableau, Dracula on his throne, Sakuya flickering in and out of sight, Flandre slowly approaching the Count, and Remilia looking like the devil herself. He could be frightened. He is frightened. But... at the same time... Someone in this room looks very familiar to him.]

...Father?

[Remilia's entrance and the protective hand caused a bit of a jump as she listened carefully. She really was having trouble with what she was hearing. Enough for her to just almost violently 'flap' her wings. It was painful and very unpleasant to hear as the jewels clattered violently, but was a visual of how confused, scared and flustered she was. After that, her wings pull against her back, preparing to split off into her clones if needed but for now, she will keep speaking. Not moving anymore for the moment.]

Even then, Both of you! There are so many out there who have done nothing to even call upon them to be hurt. Think about it! Would Mom want that to happen? There is so much more here then trying to get revenge on people!

[Glancing back and forth between the two but addressing everyone. Flandre was highly torn in what she wanted and could do. Her confidence is running out very, very quickly especially now that there is another 'child' in the room. What could she really do?]

[ Part of Flandre's saying had her stop a moment, the glow fading in her eyes, more indecisive now.

And then Soma shows up. Now what? ]

[Dracula had opened his mouth to speak when Soma wandered into the room. For a moment, Vlad only saw Adrian as a child. A quick blink changed that, however. He narrowed his eyes at Soma as the monstrous hand picked the child up by the back of his shirt. This was not what he was wanting to deal with right now. The arm moved to just kind of toss Soma - gently - out of the room before turning his attention back to the sisters.]

Inaction is just as much a sin as perpetrating atrocities. Those who have done nothing turned their backs on us. As for what Lisa would want... that is unfortunately irrelevant. She has been thrown back into the flames by this uncaring realm, and I seek to send a message.

A message that those under my protection are off limits to this place's manipulation. I have waged war with God Himself, and I do not intend to let this sentient realm do as it pleases with those close to me.

[Flandre hesitates, shrinking a little bit as he tosses Soma out. There is a tiny whimper before there is an attempt to plead her case once more, the idea of her being tossed out next in the forefront of her mind now.]

Even then! There is no reason to think that if whatever decides who stays and goes won't turn around on you once more, tearing more and more away! Just because you take your anger out people who have nothing to do with it, It will only cause more and more problems.

[More of a pause and she starts to walk towards Vlad again. Going to try and get close enough to do what she can because the little vampire is running out of ideas and confidence quickly.]

Everyone could slowly vanish as we go on, Me, Sis, Sakuya, Patchouli, Brothers...even you. Not all of us go back to death but some do still. Would you want to risk the chance of this happening suddenly? Or the chance of leaving us all alone?

[There are tears in her eyes as she's fighting to not start crying. She's scared and desperate at this point.]

[Exit bitty stage right, screaming as he goes. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT THING?! It definitely wasn't his father - even at his angriest, the most HE had ever done was tell Soma to go to his room. He'd never sprouted an eldritch abomination and physically removed him like that. Someone probably should go after him, or he may never stop running... at least, until he finds a spike pit to fall into. Or something worse.]

[ That looks like a job for Sakuya... because Remilia doesn't want to leave Flandre and the girl is getting scared more than ever. And knowing her, she must be in the same room. ] Sakuya... make sure that boy stays safe.

And Flandre... Y-you're right. I'm tired of losing people I love. I don't want to lose another.

[Dracula sighs, the monstrosity surrounding his throne receding into his back as he stands and closes the distance between himself and Flandre, placing a hand on Flan's shoulder.]

It is because I am tired of losing those I care about, because of you and your sister that I must do this. Castlevania is not going to fall to some being from beyond my realm. It has endured a constant assault by warriors empowered by the Almighty and has stood ever resilient. I do this so you need not fear leaving the castle. I do not wish to lose either of you, and punishing this place for taking your mother from you is the bare minimum I can do to make things right.

Even then..Think about what Mom would think Dad. Would she be happy that this has happened? If she were to come back, would this be something that she would want to see?

[Flandre's voice slowly fades as her wings shift to their normal stance on her back. She's stated her case and as much as the vampire wants to keep going, the confidence has run dry. But even with the hand on her shoulder, Flandre has hit scared and wants just to be close and comforted so hopefully Vlad is ready for her to break free and cling to him in a sudden hug.

It takes a bit but in a much smaller and terrified sounding voice, Flandre speaks again, her whole body trembling even though she's so close to those who she knows are safety.]

I..I just don't want them to fight back and send the hunters...they are always bad and won't even think twice about what they do. And if this place takes you and everyone..what would happen..?

[ Remilia was more reserved than Flandre ever was, but... what she says does not go unheeded. ]

This... would makes us all a target. More so than we already are.

[Without the threat of a Belmont wielding the Vampire Killer, Vlad is far more confident than he would be even in his own world. He is convinced that nothing could defeat him in his domain here.]

We are already targets for simply existing. None of us asked for our current state of being, and the humans will always see us as nothing more than beasts. They will send hunters, they always do. However, there has only ever been one line of hunter that could ever stand against me, one that is absent from this world. You have nothing to fear, for I wield the power of Chaos itself.

[He kneels down, hugging Flandre back.]

I will not allow any to tear us apart, not gods nor demons. Your mother... she would want you girls to be safe, and I intend to carry that wish out.

[Flandre only hugs tighter at this, a tiny whimper escaping her. The idea of hunters have her terrified and refusing to let go.

She's done talking, now just trying to calm down and take in safety and comfort.]

[ Apart from Remilia herself with help from Soma and Flandre. Speaking of Flan, she felt like comforting her as well. ]

I do not wish to encourage them. Flandre is scared enough...

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