[Away from Alucard's neck is a start. Not choking is wonderful, even if another vine snaps up to try and take the place of the one Viktor has managed to hold back.
There is a snarl from Alucard, low, feral, very much not human, and his teeth snap and gnash, going so far as to tear through the things that threaten to grab at him next.
The action confuses the vines enough that their embrace loses tension. In that moment, Alucard puts all of his effort into moving forward as quickly as he can. A blink and he is gone, landing on the other side of the corridor where the vines emerged, freed.
Not that he looks any better. Red welts show through torn pant legs and shirt arms, his hairis wild and unkempt - less due to the vines, more an expression of some older injury. That shows in how he sits on the ground, back to Viktor, in another time entirely.
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There is a snarl from Alucard, low, feral, very much not human, and his teeth snap and gnash, going so far as to tear through the things that threaten to grab at him next.
The action confuses the vines enough that their embrace loses tension. In that moment, Alucard puts all of his effort into moving forward as quickly as he can. A blink and he is gone, landing on the other side of the corridor where the vines emerged, freed.
Not that he looks any better. Red welts show through torn pant legs and shirt arms, his hairis wild and unkempt - less due to the vines, more an expression of some older injury. That shows in how he sits on the ground, back to Viktor, in another time entirely.
Fuck this so hard.]