✞ third bite; action

[sonofdracula]

GENESSIA GENERAL HOSPITAL
[ For the past few months, Adrian has worked at the hospital as a nurse and thanks to being only half vampire with an immunity to sunlight, he has been able to cover both day and night shifts. There have been a number of people admitted as of late and while he always ensures to take care with each patient that he is met with (much as his mother would), it's the children he spends a little extra time with, gently dressing a scraped knee with a colourful little bandaid after it's been properly cleaned. ]

There. That wasn't so bad, was it?

[ He smiles, allowing for a fleeting pat to the child's head to be given before he stands from his crouched position and makes his rounds through the halls. He often checks on patients in various rooms waiting for the doctor, or else is near the entrance of the hospital itself, sometimes glancing over various clipboards or moving to greet whoever happens to make their way inside; sometimes people simply want to know where the pharmacy is after all. What is it that's brought you to the hospital on this day? ]

Is there something I can help you with?


CASTLEVANIA and EVERGLADE
[ Throughout Everglade, one might catch a glimpse of a white wolf (though not looking that angry) walking, or sometimes even darting about the city. At times it seems to be watching those wandering by from a distance, seated yet with eyes so intense and familiar to any who know Adrian Tepes. There are no growls nor hostility that comes from the wolf. Rather, distance is kept, be it within the shadows of the city itself or atop a hill. But the wolf is simply always watching. Perhaps even looking for something.

Castlevania, however, sees Adrian rather than the white wolf. Though, much as when he was in his wolf form, he keeps his distance from the looming castle which sits atop the cliff, not approaching it nor meaning to from the looks of it. But he's there, watching much as he had been doing throughout Everglade as a wolf, coming only as close as the drawbridge and while he does little to hide his presence this time, he is not exactly out in the open either. ]


THE DRUNKEN MONKEY, FAYREN
[ Bars and taverns are by no means Adrian's sort of thing. However, he's found himself within this establishment after having made his way to the magical village that is Fayren, stopping in for a quick look around or perhaps trying to locate a familiar face who has a penchant for these types of establishments. But it's with approaching whoever might be seated at the bar, that he comes to ask: ]

Where might one find the inn for this place?

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Castlevania(ish)

[sonofbelmont]

[ "Dracula hasn't done anything to warrant your suspicions" "Don't attack him first." "Blah blah fucking blah" He's heard it all so many times these past months, but did he listen? No. Did he even want to listen? No. He's tired of letting that damned man go about his day as if nothing was wrong. He's tired of sitting around being forced to act "peacefully" with a bunch of snot-nosed fangy brats.

The past month, Adrian might have noticed his brutish companion disappearing every so often. He doesn't say where he's going, and if he does he just says something about getting trashed. Funny how he hasn't been coming back smelling like anything other than dirt and sweat. That's because he's decided to stake out the damned moving castle. If Adrian wasn't going to do anything about it, he could sure as hell keep an eye on the place.

He started quietly sneaking around, keeping close to the darkness and close to the trees to keep himself hidden. He didn't even notice the "wolf" nearby as he took off running past him to get to another dark area. ]

How can a damned castle look so peaceful and so menacing at the same time I'll never know.

[sonofdracula]

[ Leave it to the Belmont to do exactly the opposite of what he had asked of him. Though, to be fair, it's not as if Trevor has actually done anything to warrant an irritated dhampir. But, one can never be too careful when dealing with "Trevor fucking Belmont" as he puts it.

So imagine his not surprise when he spots the hunter within Everglade, skulking around in the shadows... and heading right for Castlevania itself. How typical, Trevor Belmont.

He's been following him within the shadows himself, keeping his distance but a relatively close eye on him at the same time. He can't help but wonder what it is that Trevor wishes to accomplish with coming here like this and without backup for that matter; surely he knows they work stronger as a team as opposed to own their own. So he follows him right up until the hunter seems to come to pause in his movements and he does the same,pausing for just a moment before he comes out of the thick bush himself and takes a seat nearby. Staring at the Belmont. Not amused. ]

[sonofbelmont]

[ He hears the bush rustling and his eyes dart in that direction, hand immediately gripping for his weapons. One could never be too careful especially around these parts and he wasn't going to let himself go down that easily. His eyes focus in the darkness to see a wolf. At first glance it seemed like just an average wolf... a well behaved average wolf. Huh...

Trevor makes a sound and moves his hand in a shooing motion. ]

Look, fido. You're not going to get much of a meal out of me. Get lost.

[sonofdracula]

[ Oh, he's quite right about that and he doesn't even know it, does he? Besides, his blood would surely taste of alcohol knowing him. The wolf allows for his tail to swish back and forth behind him as he continues to stare at the Belmont. He doesn't know, does he? Or perhaps he truly doesn't recognize him in the moment. Or he's drunk. But no, that doesn't seem to be the case; he doesn't smell it on him after all.

It's with a bit of a grunt that the wolf then moves from his spot and approaches the Belmont with those golden eyes just staring at him. He stops, however, just a little ways from the hunter and, with still staring at him, a paw pats at the earth beneath him... and then swats a good chunk of it right in the hunter's direction. Namely at his face. Yes. ]

[sonofbelmont]

[ Maybe it was the darkness, or the fact that once his mind was made up to do something it was hard to distract his one track mind, but he honestly didn't realize just who the wolf was. Though he was getting some familiar vibes from it, he just shook off the feeling. You meet one wolf you meet them all, or something of that nature!

He turned his head around the corner just to see if he noticed anything suspicious happening. It seemed like a normal peaceful night, well peaceful enough for this place anyway. He lets out a tiny huff when he hears more movement from the wolf. Didn't he just tell it to get lost?!

He turned his head just in time to get smacked in the face with something hard and dirt-y.

What the...]

You sonofa-- I ought to cook you up right now!

[ Wait a second... ]

Alucard?

[sonofdracula]

[ Ah, there it is. A flicker of recognition, if even a confused one. Nevertheless, it's with white smoke coming to wrap around the wolf that the dhampir appears then, standing there in front of the hunter in all his dhampir-ness glory. Or something. ]

Remind me again how you became so good at what you do.

[ Dryly stated, he comes to approach Trevor more fully and stands alongside him then, eyes drifting off to the castle atop the cliff. ]

I told you to leave this be, Belmont.

[sonofbelmont]

[ Tch. He should have known he couldn't sneak around for this long without the nosy dhampir getting curious and straight into his business.

He makes a face at Alucard as he tries to wipe his face clean, because SOMEONE IS IMMATURE only to smear dirt on his face a little more. ]

A man can't go out on a nightly stroll through the neighborhood anymore?

[sonofdracula]

Not when that stroll is around the one place I told you not to start anything at.

[ Can you tell he's not pleased with you, Trevor? Perhaps it's the look the dhampir gives that might make it a bit more clear. ]

One world that had been teetering on the brink of facing genocide is enough. This world doesn't need that.

[sonofbelmont]

[ Oh, he can tell alright. He knows that look quite intimately, because it seems like the only look he gets these days. I mean, he does bring it on himself for acting on his own like now, but still...! ]

I wasn't even doing anything. It was quiet and I thought I'd check the area out.

[ Do you believe him, Alucard? No? That's probably for the best. ]

[sonofdracula]

[ No, he never believes him. ]

I may have slept for a year, but I wasn't born yesterday.

[ It's with brushing past the hunter with a rather rough shove against his shoulder with his own that he continues, ]

Stay away from here. I don't wish to have to kill my father twice.

[sonofbelmont]

And what if I don't? What are you going to do about it?

[ He was only coming to stake out the place to make sure Dracula wasn't sacrificing women or starting some kind of plague or something, but now that Alucard is here telling him to stop it just makes him want to push his buttons more.

Yes. Yes he is five]

[sonofdracula]

Kill you and eat you.

[ And the way in which he says that so casually... but he's teasing. Of course. But he comes to stop and glances over his shoulder then, that look of being so not amused with the hunter still written all over his face. ]

Are you coming then?

Castlevania

[scarlet_devil]

[ If he thought he wouldn't get noticed lurking around inside the Castlevania sub-arch, even if not at the castle proper, he was quite mistaken.

Some of the bats in the area are in fact Remilia's, keeping an eye out for anything or anyone that might be trouble. Such as the boogiemen that chased Flandre around - seeing Adrian show up was... unexpected. In any case, it wasn't long before Remilia shows up. ]

Planning a visit?

[sonofdracula]

[ Given that he remains uncertain with as to whether or not his presence is welcome, he decides to keep his distance and is not surprised when Remilia shows up; he knows she lives at the castle. ]

One would need to be certain they are welcome for that, wouldn't they?

[scarlet_devil]

[ Remilia has never had to end up killing Dracula, but when she took him down with Gungnir, she could have had she aimed for his heart, rather than his shoulder. ]

Were it my say, you would be welcome here. I'm sure Flandre and the others would feel the same.

[ Basically, quit being a jerk, dad. ]

[sonofdracula]

[ Unfortunately, father has something which one could refer to as "no chill" and as such, it's why the dhampir merely lingers close by. Her words, however, bring just the touch of a soft smile to his lips. ]

Comforting to know, thank you. How has he been?

[ A pause, he looks more directly to her. ]

How have you been?

[scarlet_devil]

[ If only a certain lady were still here... Maybe he'd do more than sit in his castle and brood for all eternity. ]

Quiet and brooding... but no sign of changing. As for myself... I learned that being Guardian is much harder than it looks, especially</> when a crisis erupts. [ There's a tired smile. ]

[sonofdracula]

[ He figured as much when his mother disappeared from this world... not for the first time, from what he's been told. But it's why he's been keeping an eye from a distance on his father, knowing just how well it went the last time he lost his mother back within their own world; he doesn't wish to kill his father a second time. ]

The usual then.

[ For his father at least. Curiously, though, he tilts his head some as he looks to her. ]

I heard of the incidents that happened here and in Fayren. I worried they might be the doing of my father at first but I found they weren't.

[scarlet_devil]

[ She'd rather avoid that result herself. ] Some twisted experiment, from what I hear. There's been no deaths resulting from it... at least, but some were hurt.

[ It was nice to vent a little about it. ]

Nice of this person to say it was them... even if it was anonymous. That and this targeted Flandre, someone who can get along with father.

[sonofdracula]

An experiment? And with it happening in the two cities which hold more non-humans than the others...

[ That troubles Adrian some and it shows in the way he glances off to the side in thought. ]

Is Flandre alright then?

[scarlet_devil]

She's fine physically... but starting at shadows and nervous still. Perhaps it was wise this person didn't reveal their identity, for I may had forget to be gentle if I were to bring them in.

[ There's a cold anger in Remilia rising at the thought of what Flandre was put through... One that may be uncomfortably familiar. She too, can hold a grudge. ]

[sonofdracula]

I'm sorry this happened.

[ He knows it doesn't mean much but Adrian is not one who takes delight in the suffering of others. ]

Is there anything you need?

[scarlet_devil]

I'd suggest having you come reassure Flandre but that would involve entering Castlevania itself. While she wouldn't object, well... Someone else might.

You... might have noticed she doesn't have wings like mine. There's a reason for that.

[notquitedracula]

[A white wolf running around Everglade wasn't exactly a novel thing. There were plenty of werewolves, actual wolves, and wolf-like dogs in the area, after all. But those eyes were hard to mistake.

So, sometime after closing up shop and telling Anya that he'd be late, Alucard will notice that he's being followed. Not by a person, but by a bat - a very large bat, solid white.

You've got a tail, white wolf. What do you plan to do about it?]

[sonofdracula]

[ Well, for one thing, to see a large white bat is not exactly anything that Alucard himself has ever seen before and so, that sort of tips him off right away. However, with who it appears to be, well... that's not anything that he's certain of come the moment.

Curious, though, the wolf comes to dart atop a hill and stands there, tail swishing behind him as he looks, as he waits, wishing to see if this curious white bat might come out into the open with him. ]