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?

Video/voice:

[If anyone ever thought Trevor Fucking Belmont was good at following directions especially when irritated, they clearly have never met the man at all. He woke up feeling like a spider demon's lunch, harassed by some creepy hologram ghost girl, and he was given a stupid device that he didn't even know what to do with. Blah blah blah some kind of police force, blah blah blah get a job and get a home, blah blah blah all of this was going in one ear and out the other.

There was wind blowing into the speaker of the phone and the video being shown was literally just the palm of a hand because he pressed a few buttons and got bored with it and decided to venture off instead. ]

Yep this is just my fucking luck. Laugh it up god. I bet you're having a real fucking blast now!

[ That definitely is the voice of someone screaming at the sky like that'll help anything. Followed by the sound of the phone being thrown against the ground and shutting off. ]


Action:
EVERGLADE

[ Trevor swears he must be the most unluckiest bastard to ever exist. After finally leaving that strange starting area, getting stuck in the murky water for a while and then cracking the screen of his phone device he finally found himself at the gates of Everglade.

He wandered the streets, getting this eerily familiar feeling to home. It sent shivers up his spine just thinking about it. He half expected a hoard of vampires to come swooping in to attack.

Shudders

He spent the evening trying to get his bearings in this place cursing god and the holy spirits. Even going as far as to curse Alucard. This was probably his fault somehow anyway.

If he wasn't wandering the streets spouting out every curse that came to his mind, he was wasting all of his money that they were so nice to give him in a pricy bar called the Holy Diver. It was the first joint he saw that sold alcohol, and despite its appearance and several "Can't wait for god to smite me for drinking in his home" comments, he didn't care. He just didn't care right now. Keep the drinks coming because that's his life right now. He's lost. He has no idea where the hell home is, so this seat is now his home.


If you weren't lucky enough to catch the oaf spending his money recklessly don't worry. After being cut off from his drinking, he stumbles down the streets looking for a nice alley or maybe a tree to make himself comfortable in. Don't let his drunken appearance fool you though. He's armed with the morning star and he's actually pretty good with a whip when he needs to be. ]

[It had been a few days since his return, and after gathering more information and getting a better handle on what had transpired in his absence, Vlad appears on the network looking not pleased. There was a meeting he needed to set up, and he wasn't sure just how this was going to go down but this needed to happen.]

Belmont. I know you're here. We need to speak. Come to the gateway outside Castlevania at dusk.

[The tone was not one that would allow for argument, and as soon as he says his piece, he ends the feed. Come dusk, he would be standing - alone - outside the gateway, Castlevania behind him but firmly within Everglade's realm. Time to see just how much of a war Belmont was wanting.]

Genessia City;《ｖｉｄｅo》

[This feed starts off with a bang or rather a splash. A colorful stream of curses overpowers the commotion as this surly bloke struggles to get himself upright. After fighting his way out of this weird contraption (that subtly looks like some kind of egg or pod), Trevor finds himself knee deep in water. For the life of him, he couldn't remember the last few moments before he fell asleep. All he does remember is being lectured by Sypha and Alucard both. A memory he much rather forget considering the two of them are a pain the ass together. With a groan, Trevor Belmont speaks as he clutches onto this weird device.

So not only does God shit on me but he also pisses on me too?

[A huff escapes him as he peers down at this phone. Be damned if he knows what the fuck this is. Trevor never seen anything like it besides those queer crystal balls that mystic's use. While the shiny glass certainly reminds him of that, this shit looks like something that would be found in Dracula's accursed castle. The monster is actually a renown alchemist, isn't he? So claimed Alucard.

He stares at the device curiously as he dangles it above his head. Get a good look at that face, Genessia. He's going to be a known troublemaker around these parts.]

So the hell is this? [He questions as he sloshes through the water.] A parting gift from the tombs?

[Trevor scoffs.]

Not bloody likely---Ooof! [His foot slips and he crashes into the water a second time.]

FUCK!

[Trevor Belmont, ladies and gents.]

Everglade;《a c t i o n》

[After successfully cursing out the hologram and gaining some intel to boot, Trevor wanders around town until he finds the Everglade gate. Thinking it somehow could link him home, the hunter steps through only to find himself in a modern day looking Wallachia. He tenses visibly once the thick fog rolls in. Something about this place gives him the creeps despite it being early evening.

Trevor wanders from shop to shop, combing his way through the alleyways for the sake of exploration. Eventually he comes to a little store called Cloak & Dagger, a curious spot not for the faint of heart. There's a few daggers on display that caught his attention, some more exotic looking than the next. Trevor has hald the mind to buy something here but trying to learn this new currency is a bit of a stretch for him.

In search for information, Trevor takes to the streets again. The hunter wanders for awhile until it hits evening. It's then that he finds himself gripping the hilt of his whip a bit tighter. Just what sort of horrors lie here? That's a question Trevor isn't eager to find out. Wandering throughout the town in this dense fog, the Belmont stops briefly at another curious shop boasting exotic meats called Edible Alternatives. Of course he shies away from this particular establishment since it features some really odd foods that simply don't seem kosher. While Trevor will admit to eating sine unsavory things while on the road, he draws the line when the meat looks less than edible. Plus the butcher there simply gives him the creeps.

His next destination is inside the sinful temptations of Holy Diver, a bar and nightclub ironically inside of an old church. This place suits him somewhat since there's a decent bar but all the nudity and raunchiness doesn't impress him. If anything, Trevor seems to ignore it all for drowning some spectacular rum. Four drinks in and he's already shit faced with a prominent blush across his cheeks.]