[Alucard has no qualms about witnessing this death. He is well aware of the tension it creates against his past of course. His mother was publicly executed for being a woman pursuing true medicine, and having the advantage of his father's knowledge. There was a crowd to witness it. But that is where the parallels end, and it feels correct to ensure that this is the end of it all.
His face is grim. Set in stone, eyes ahead, dressed in a black coat that has been padded along the backbone and spine to make the outline of bones. The quilting technique is embellished by gold thread that further draws the eye to the raised padding, and the bone buttons that serve as fasteners. It has been some time since he wore this garment, but it too feels appropriate for the moment.
There is no joy in sitting down on the stone bench, eyes forward, taking everything in.
Anyone sitting beside him gets a polite nod, but no words. Not immediately, not with the air feeling so heavy.]
LAST RITES -- Before, OTA
His face is grim. Set in stone, eyes ahead, dressed in a black coat that has been padded along the backbone and spine to make the outline of bones. The quilting technique is embellished by gold thread that further draws the eye to the raised padding, and the bone buttons that serve as fasteners. It has been some time since he wore this garment, but it too feels appropriate for the moment.
There is no joy in sitting down on the stone bench, eyes forward, taking everything in.
Anyone sitting beside him gets a polite nod, but no words. Not immediately, not with the air feeling so heavy.]