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It had been some time since the altercation with Vlad, and he had been conspicuously absent from the goings on of his castle from day to day. He was very much alive, or at least as alive as a vampire lord gets, but the battle had left him wounded and in need of severe regeneration. However, when he awoke in the chamber his servants had prepared for him, he found himself... disoriented.

The impact from Gungnir had torn most of the left half of his torso away, and while it was starting to regenerate, his shoulder had yet to regrow. He also didn't have any memory of the last few months and he was fairly weak from the lack of feeding. It was clear the master of the castle would need to rely more on his minions for a time.

As he stood a Persephone stepped forward and draped a cloak over him. It would not do to go around shirtless after all, and his tunic had been badly damaged in the battle. Another maid stepped forward offering a cane that Vlad reluctantly took and leaned on as he exited the room. Skeletons flanking him, he began the long trek back to the throne room to ponder what exactly had happened, and why it felt as though a fog had descended over his mind...

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[EXCUSE YOU IT WOULD ABSOLUTELY DO EVERYONE GOOD TO WALK AROUND SHIRTLESS.]

[Shirtless and MISSING MOST OF THE LEFT HALF OF HIS TORSO!?]

[Flandre had been wandering about more then she usually would- a sudden surge of courage helping this. She wasn't really paying attention and almost darted in the way.

She gasps and ducks back behind a corner to stay out of the way- even if she had been involved in the fight as well.]

Oh...You are here again..I'm sorry. Are you okay?

Sakuya was by his side the moment he was back on his feet, offering him a tankard of rich-smelling blood. Her own, most likely. The quality would help him recover more quickly, no doubt. Even if it wasn't quite the quantity that he needed.

"Shall I bring you a human, Lord Tepes? Someone suited to your tastes?" Sakuya was very familiar with them. "Or is there something else I can provide?"

"You're awake. About damn time."

Probably not the greeting he was expecting, especially not from the 'pretender'. But boy, does Soma ever have his snark on today. "You'll be happy to know you didn't kill anyone important this time, which is why none of the various and sundry demigods out there are tearing this place apart around you. Yet. I've got them convinced for the moment that you went a little crazy." Which is kind of the truth, really, except for the part where he acted stark raving sane the whole time.

[Dracula hesitates momentarily to avoid bumping into Flandre. He looks far older than he ever had before, not helped by how the cloak dipped unnaturally on the left. He nods slowly.]

I will be. Only a matter of time...

He nods a bit as one of the skeletons flanking him takes the tankard as he leans heavily on the cane. With the skeleton's help, he takes a drink. After a long steadying breath, he finally addresses Sakuya directly.

"That is not needed. I only require my throne for now..."

Soma was just met with a tired glare as his skeletal guards took up defensive positions, and various other undead minions seemed to come out of the woodwork to back them up.

"I care little for what you have told anyone. And I do not need your aid in any of these proceedings, boy."

"You care not at all. That's kind of the problem. You can send away the spook brigade, they're not strong enough to stop me and right now, neither are you. I'm not here to start a fight, anyway - not that kind, at least. How much of the past month do you remember?" Because he's always a bit hazy after a regenerative sleep. "Anything, say, about anyone important to you?"

"Understood." She stepped forward to steady the vampire, moving around to the side with the cane, moving slowly to match his pace. She was physically stronger and certainly faster than any Skeleton. She would be able to catch him more reliably if something happened.

She would accompany him all the way to his throne room, guiding him to his seat until he was quite comfortably settled in. "It is good to see you back on your feet, Lord Tepes."

[She pauses and shifts for a moment- trying to figure out what to do now. She's never been good about being on the correct/winning side of things so...]

....Do you need anything? I could help?

[There's more to why she's asking but again- keeping it quiet]

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It was along his path to the throne room when another door opened. It was Lisa making her way to the library. She also used a cane, but she wasn't in nearly as bad of shape as Vlad was.

She blinked and froze for a moment as he approached, but she shook herself out of it and gave him a small, warm smile.

"Vlad."

The skeletal escort had initially stepped in front of him to keep him seperated from anyone who would approach the master of the castle. However, Vlad quickly pushed them aside as best he could with only one arm. He staggered forward, the cane falling from his grasp as he approached, practically falling onto Lisa, his one arm wrapped around her as if expecting her to vanish should he release her.

"Lisa..." it was all he could manage as the bloody tears began streaming down his face.

[He offers a smile, as best he could at least, when asked.]

I appreciate the offer, Flandre, but there is nothing I require at the moment. Though I would not object to the company.

He sighs deeply as he resumes his pace. This was unprecedented for him. Even in his battles with the Belmonts, there had never been a time when he had been so gravely wounded without being sent to slumber for a century.

"Tell me... how long was I recovering?"

"I have nothing to discuss with one such as you, child. The fact that I allow you to set foot in this castle at all is a privilege that should be treated with the utmost care."

He really wasn't in the mood for a lecture, least of all from Soma. And, to show any weakness to the pretender could prove fatal, so he simply doubles down on the bravado.

"It would also be idiotic to assume that even in my current state I am without power. I am the master of this castle, and I am never without power in my domain."

"Well over a month, Lord Tepes." Sakuya was keeping an eye on him. Obviously she would try to catch him in case he fell. "How long will it take until you are back to your full strength once more?"

"For once in your life, shut up and listen. Believe it or not, I'm trying to help you. You've been under the influence of Chaos for the past month, and it damn near cost you everything you ever cared for. Lisa's here, and you came within a hair's breadth of making the decision to kill her yourself."

If Vlad thought he had anything to actually fear from Soma, he was sorely mistaken. "I want you to think about this. I have no reason to wish you to come to harm. I know you did what you did because you had good reasons. Not only that, I'm pretty sure that if I somehow managed to eliminate you, the temporal paradox involved would mean I never get born. And I have no interest, none whatsoever, of taking your throne, your castle, or even any more of your power. What I have is more than I care for, already."

[There is a surprised look before a bright smile crosses her face. Coming out from behind the wall to slowly make her way to Dracula. Being very observant on how his guards would react to her approaching.]

I can do that...I mean...No one should be alone and bored you know?

Thankfully the door behind her was closed firmly, because she could not hold the both of them up at once. She wrapped her arms around him, doing her best to keep them both from falling to the floor and barely managing to keep them leaning against the door.

She couldn't speak for a few minutes and just held him. She then reached up and began to wipe away the tears.

"Vlad, you stubborn stubborn man...."

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