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[Trevor laughs again, lightly.]

I guess if it works for you and you've got someone willing to step in, so to speak.

[Don't make a 'step on vampires' joke, Trevor. Don't do it.]

[ he snorts. ]

It takes the right person. I bucked against my first master until the day he died. Tried to kill him whenever he slipped up. But he was... a special case. His son was marginally better, and now there's Integra.

[ let's not talk about how he was gonna eat her. anyway he likes getting stepped on, how dare you not make the joke. ]

[Okay, it's too good to pass up now. Vlad's in a good enough mood now, he thinks, that it'll at least be received marginally well.]

What, he didn't figure out how much you liked being stepped on until it was too late or something?

[ and now he's choking on a laugh, thanks trevor. he takes a drink before he answers. ]

I wish that were the case, but I do have a type and it's 'willing to tell me to shut the fuck up.' [ he smiles faintly, reminiscent. ]

He was the one that defeated me, that came the closest anyone had to killing me.

[Hey, he's here to help!

Incidentally, 'shut the fuck up' is a phrase that literally passes his lips on a fairly regular basis with varying levels of seriousness.]

So -- he didn't tell you to shut up because he wanted to gloat about his victory?

[That's his guess, at least. It seems like the sort of stupid, prideful thing someone would do.]

The reason I'm immune to everything is because he experimented on me for years. I'm not as I once was, but he wanted to use me as an unstoppable weapon, so it suited his needs.

[ another faint snort. ]

He was definitely boastful. I used to ask him where Mina was, just to know she was still alive, and he would hold it over my head but never tell me. He was very... proud, to have Dracula under his thumb.

[Ah, so that's who did all the experimenting.]

What a fucking idiot.

[There's defeating a fierce wolf and then trying to teach it to not eat everything in sight, and then there's defeating a wolf, beating and starving it intentionally, and then expecting it to do something other than just straight up murder you as soon as it can.]

Sounds like you've been trading up.

[ he's oddly... blase about it, now. but perhaps it's because it's been over a hundred years and also abraham is fucking dead. finally. ]

That's definitely how it feels. Instead of a tool or a monster, I'm a person. What a strange feeling, after a hundred years.

[ to be stripped of personhood for a century is... a lot, really, and he's still struck by it at times, the thought that to integra, he's not just a machine. ]

He was... zealous, and used many of the same methods I did. Intimidation, pain. He wanted me frightened of him. [ a slight shrug. ] It never worked, but it was a valiant try.

[Trevor -- snorts.]

It might not've been a hundred years for me, but -- yeah, I get that.

[He'd say 'you'll get used to people not just wanting to hit you in the face', but Trevor still hasn't exactly gotten used to it. Not fully.]

It's doubly strange here. At home, the only people not afraid of me are members of Hellsing. Here, the only person scared of me is Rip.

[ it definitely makes it easier to socialize when people aren't terrified of you, though. ]

I think there are worse ways to live, though. Probably makes going out in public a lot less conspicuous.

[He half-grins, sideways.]

People here are more interested in what your ass looks like in tight pants, most of the time.

That's fair. I don't get out much at home. I spend most of my time in the basement.

[ a soft laugh, and he tips his head back. he's still kind of leaning on trevor, so it thunks on his shoulder. ]

Maybe I should stop wearing my coat, then. It gets in the way.

[ alucard... ]

[The head dropping against his shoulder is a familiar enough feeling for Trevor that it barely registers. In fact, he reaches up with some amount of reflex to brush back his hair absently before he really registers it.

Well ... no takebacks.

He cleverly covers the aftermath of whatever that was by taking a sip of his own drink and trying to turn the grin into more of a smirk.]

They also seem to settle for looking at your face, most of the time.

[ if alucard is surprised he doesn't let on: he doesn't move either, eyes closing briefly before he opens them again. he's still like an affection-starved puppy, sorry trevor. ]

I suppose that's fair. I'm sure there are plenty of people into looking at a mouth full of knives.

[ yeah uh why do you have so MANY fangs alucard... ]

So long as they aren't planning to get their dicks near your mouth, I guess.

[Or maybe the ones who are. He doesn't know people's fetishes.

He'll definitely kinkshame, though.

At least Alucard doesn't seem like he wants to either move or object to the touches. That's -- good.]

I can flatten them if they're so worried about it.

[ a shrug. he'd briefly blunted his teeth because he'd been trying to court rip for a contract that would keep her in line, but he usually doesn't. still, if someone wants to get their junk near his fangs, more power to them.

he definitely doesn't want to move. like, keep doing it or whatever. ]

[Since it does feel weird to be in this sort of position and not do anything with his hands, he does eventually settle his fingers absently through Alucard's hair.

Why do all vampires have such nice hair? It's unfair.]

You might want to put that on your want ad.

[God, he had almost forgotten those had been ... a thing.]

[ yeah, that's the ticket. he doesn't get weird about it or anything, but it's clear he's comfortable with the affection.

his hair is absolutely unfair, though it does sometimes have a mind of his own. ]

I think I shouldn't be surprised those are a thing.

[ but he hadn't even thought about it. ]

[Between Alucard's hair and Kuro's coat, Trevor's just going to assume that a percentage of the vampires are part cryptid.

He rolls his eyes.]

I guess I can't even complain about them, since their randomization thing paired me up with Teddy.

[ oh, he's definitely part cryptid. mostly cryptid, really. cameras must be special here because he normally doesn't show up in photographs and he's used the video function here just fine.

weird. ]

That's helpful. [ a beat. ] I like Teddy.

[ he's so small. and cute. but also sassy. alucard digs it. ]

[Trevor actually looks like he's about to snap his fingers.]

Ah, that's where I saw the scarf before.

[He manages a smile that's genuine and soft.]

I'm glad to have him here, yeah. He's -- I'm glad to make sure he's got somewhere safe to go.

Mm, yeah. His mark was showing and he was getting hassled, so I let him use it.

[ he nods slightly, 'hm'ing in agreement. it's a nice thing. ]

I feel that way about a couple of the people I've met already. [ a laugh. ] I've gotten soft in my old age.

I appreciate it.

[Because he knows Teddy could take those people out, but he'd get into a shitton of trouble over it.]

Is that so? Well, I won't tell anyone.

Of course. The way they're treating half the population reminds me of one of the wars I fought in, and it's an uncomfortable thing. Even small things can help.

[ a shrug. ]

Good, I have a reputation to uphold.

Not just viciously murdering people might hurt that reputation all by itself, you know.

[He's smirking again, settling his arm to rest over Alucard's shoulder and over against his chest.]

You'll have to double your efforts to terrorize Rip. No way around it.

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