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Entry tags:
- !intro log,
- abigail hobbs; the hanged man,
- alina starkov; the hanged man,
- alucard; the hierophant,
- amos burton; the lovers,
- belle; strength,
- brad bakshi; the wheel of fortune,
- cirilla of cintra; the devil,
- coraline finch; the tower,
- emet-selch; the emperor,
- eponine thenardier; the hanged man,
- estinien wyrmblood; the hermit,
- geralt of rivia; the hanged man,
- gideon nav; strength,
- hector; the magician,
- himeka sui; the fool,
- homelander; judgement,
- jaskier; the sun,
- jolie ann harmony; justice,
- jon sims; the high priestess,
- julie lawry; the wheel of fortune,
- kiryu kazuma; the tower,
- link; strength,
- lloyd henreid; the lovers,
- louis; death,
- majima goro; the hanged man,
- martin blackwood; the empress,
- nadine cross; the world,
- nero (drakengard); the devil,
- peter parker (mcu); strength,
- phoenix wright; the lovers,
- roland deschain; death,
- sam wilson; justice,
- sasarai; judgement,
- some ovmennet; the empress,
- stephen strange; death,
- yennefer of vengerberg; the chariot,
- yuri lowell; the tower
INTRO LOG #2
Intro Log #2
It has been two months now since the initial group of summonings first took place. Castle Thorne, or at least the part above ground, is buzzing with a vibrant air of hope following the 'success' at the Singularity. Eager smiles and excited chattering are to be found in nearly every corner of the castle and surrounding town. The honored guests may find grateful looks turned their way more often than not. A new and brighter day seems to be dawning on the kingdom.
In the dungeons it's a different story entirely. The mood is somber and uneasy. The prisoner taken for trial has yet to return, and no word has come regarding her or her fate. There has been no mention of any further trials as of yet and guards seem to have little patience for unruly behavior or even conversation. Some seem to not even look at or acknowledge the prisoners at all.
[ Feel free to continue threads from the TDM here or start your own! As cell and room assignments will be short-lived due to this month's event, you're free to assume whichever cellmates and roommates you like instead of officially signing up as long as there are ICly no more than four people in a cell or room at once. ]
In the dungeons it's a different story entirely. The mood is somber and uneasy. The prisoner taken for trial has yet to return, and no word has come regarding her or her fate. There has been no mention of any further trials as of yet and guards seem to have little patience for unruly behavior or even conversation. Some seem to not even look at or acknowledge the prisoners at all.
[ Feel free to continue threads from the TDM here or start your own! As cell and room assignments will be short-lived due to this month's event, you're free to assume whichever cellmates and roommates you like instead of officially signing up as long as there are ICly no more than four people in a cell or room at once. ]
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I will. If I'm caught, I can play the part of the preoccupied Magician. The people here are inclined to accept much of what I do as eccentricities of my arcana.
[He leans back in his chair and looks up at Alucard. Tall, regal, and haunted.]
Yes, but I should probably ask... how much tribute do you intend to pay?
[He's witnessed Vlad's idea of retaliation, and it... wasn't good? Don't get Hector wrong, he still likes Dracula personally, but hitting rock bottom has given him some perspective he was lacking before.]
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[Alucard really hates that last part. The Horizon has permitted him the luxury of escape, or at least dealing with a portion of his emotions without being pressed against three other people in a horrid little room. He can allow for sunlight, if he wishes. He can walk.
But to be here is a struggle, and that shames the dhampir for not having the simple peace of mind to reach where he wishes to go.
Hector's question though? That gets the easiest response he's offered so far:]
What would he do, if he was in my place, Hector?
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We both know what he'd do, Alucard. That's the point. Dracula was a... friend... and I don't think he was wrong, exactly, but... things got out of hand.
[Just a smidge, you know, with with genocide and all that. Hector looks away.]
If you're paying tribute to his memory, maybe it should be to the way he was before, not what he became. Employ fitting retribution, not wanton destruction.
[Because for all Hector distances himself from humanity, he doesn't like suffering. Not for people as a whole, and not for the only reminder he has of the traveling scholar Vlad Tepes.]
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[The answer is sharp. Immediate. But more than that, there is a heat to it that seems to take even Alucard aback. As if part of him accepts Hector's reasoning and knows it is good sense, but the rest of him has already made a decision.
He takes a long, sobering breath after that.]
I was pulled here having had scant time to grieve for what happened and events that have since followed after, was told I was a mistake and a threat, and I take my continued survival very seriously. In being rid of this place, I take no joy or satisfaction in what death might come, but I am sure that it will make a point, as his forest of impaled corpses did in the past.
[Moreover:]
If this gives you pause, then abandon your plans and consider your loyalty to him completed.
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But the mention of Vlad's impaling problem, his eyes narrow, and the hackles of several of his dogs raise in reflection of his mood.]
Make that point with those who have merited it. There are plenty of Thornes who are just bystanders. Leave them out of your lesson.
[Hector's had enough of being made party to wholesale slaughter where it wasn't needed. Making a statement is one thing, but Hector has little trust in Dracula Jr. to show restraint.]
And one more thing- I'll decide when my obligations are fulfilled, not you.
[Hector has reached a point in his life where he is full up on Shit He Has Taken and is refusing to take any more. Sorry, Adrian.]
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[So no promises. It is going to be chaos, Alucard knows that. He can't promise restraint when chaos will make it harder to determine who is morally at fault and not.
Perhaps he should worry about that more, that he has no interest in the morals at the moment. But he can't, not right now.]
Fine, but I want to underscore that I don't wish to feel followed after this is done because of a sense of obligation. [It's probably a smart thing to add:] I understand that you're risking your life here for that sense of obligation, and I do respect that even if I hold no love of the cause that brought you to my father's armed service.
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[The bar is so low, Alucard. So very, very low, but Hector has a bar now. The fact that he has to establish it speaks to the shit his former masters asked of him.]
I don't plan on following you around like some lost puppy. If you know nothing else about me, know that I understand the desire to be left the fuck alone.
[They are similar in that. Wanting to be alone, but suffering in their loneliness. Maybe that is why they seem incapable of getting along.]
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[That's a perfectly acceptable bar.
A short, sharp bark of laugh does squeak out of the dhampir at that though.]
You've been terrible at demonstrating it, you know.
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[In his own mind, Hector is a fucking SAINT for dealing with this dhampir. He doesn't have to. He could walk away, he knows that. But he's making an honest attempt to not do that.]
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[He's going to scream. He's going to do that and just scare away all the animals and then they'll really be in the shit.]
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Hector taps a finger on the Magician emblem on his shirt.]
Look, Ambrose made some piss poor decisions, but he got this one right. My craft, I’m very good at. Everything else, social interaction, not so much. So we can at least say we’re both shit at it.
[That’s as close as he’s going to get to an apology for that ‘fuck you’.]
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We are, and circumstances don't help.
[So, agreed. Alucard then finally does something, and sits himself on the sofa.]
I intend to do little more than find a crypt for myself and sleep, if you need to know my plans after we are rid of this place.
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Hector mulls it over, and finally nods.]
That sounds reasonable. I can agree to help with that. We'll see you freed, then you can find somewhere nice to entomb yourself in peace.
[And 'leaving Alucard alone in his crypt' is a Dracula-approved course of action, too, so a winning plan all around.]
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There's relief in Hector's not pushing back on the plan. He nods once.]
The original plan, such as it ever was.
[Return to being the sleeping soldier. Not guard treasure and monster killing equipment. Not wake and deal with the aftermath of his father's death. Sleep and be left in peace.]
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You're an odd one. Do you dream when you sleep like that?
[The drawback of working with Hector- he will help, and not ask for payment, but he does get curious about the strangest things.]
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In fits and starts, but not really.
[That's the other advantage. Everything can be left to the waking world. No trauma. Just sleep.]
I don't even think I'd be able to reach this place.
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But Hector's long since learned about the stubbornness of vampires. No taking them out of an idea once they've got it in their heads.]
Whatever will I do without your charming company here? [The dogs might look for Alucard for a while. Their memory for treat-bearing people ran long.
Just ignore that these dogs are extensions of Hector's self-conscious. It means nothing.]Will you want your crypt away from civilization? Just so I can plan for how long a trip it will be to see you to your destination.
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You seem to be doing well enough. [The dogs are not a metaphor. Not a metaphor at all.
Alucard sighs, offering Hector a sidelong glance at that last part.]
I haven't decided yet. And you needn't shepherded me there.
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I know I needn't, but... I want to. I know you don't trust me, but no one else will know where you lie, and I could provide you with guards, if you need them.
[Hector can't make amends the way he's planned in Styria, so this is the only avenue left to him. But any mention of his guilt only makes Alucard pricklier, so he avoids saying so.]
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[He offers Hector an out at every opportunity, and yet. Alucard sighs, weary and hating how this feels like walking down a well trodden road. He asks for space and Hector presses against it out of some sense of duty or...whatevever...and they bristle that the other won't give in to their perspective.
Alucard closes his eyes, tipping his head back slightly.] I'll send a note when I've figured it out and am on construction. Will that satisfy you?
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...but Alucard's stubbornness runs in the family. Hector has seen one Tepes left unchecked. He's not keen to stand by and watch a second. Much better to see the young prince safely laid to rest.]
Yes, that will do.
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[There's no argument. Thank goodness, as the dhampir has little desire for the next iteration of the nonsense.
With his eyes closed and head tilted back, he looks a little better. Some tension's gone with their agreement, and the dhampir idly extends a hand in the general direction of the dogs.]
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So, how the wolf transformation work. I've always wondered. Never got to see your... any other vampires do it.
[Dracula, he means. Hector knows he was capable of it, and it gave him more than one sleepless night back in Rhodes wondering how it worked.]
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It...just does? [There's a lazy shrug.] You think about doing it and it is done. I'm not quite sure how to describe it - it simply is. Like how your body knows how to regulate it's heartbeat and breathing.
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[Hector needs to see it, just like the dogs need more ear rubs.]
Show us. The dogs will love it.
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