Mistletoe Mingle!

[passingthrough]

Who: Those who are about to be kissed! OTA
Broadcast: Not likely
Action: On any ship in the fleet including the Iskaulit
When: Now until December 26

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.

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Comments

[miraclewhip]

I'll happy if you stop getting broody on me every time I decide to be more human than Belmont.

[ This is like a mirror of the end of their fight, isn't it? All he'd need to do to make it complete is to pull the vampire's hair and threaten to put his mouth on his neck.

Which doesn't sound like too bad of an idea, honestly. ]

I'm going to go along with your stupid quest. I'm going to go along with it as myself, useless asshole drunk and competent asshole Belmont both. Trevor Fucking Christopher Belmont. And you don't get to demand I throw away either of those things. Next time you try, I'll stop doing stupid shit like this. And you'll get bored.

[ananym]

[ a long pause. ]

"Trevor fucking Christopher Belmont"?

[miraclewhip]

-okay, so it sounds stupid if I put both names in there.

[ Yes, he considers 'Fucking' to be an actual middle name. ]

Point fucking stands.

[ananym]

I will keep that in mind.

[ he still doesn't get self-flagellation, but it's not a fight he needs to pick either. ]

[miraclewhip]

You never answered my question.

[ And he's not going to stop awkwardly straddling Alucard and attracting stares until he does. ]

Are you happy now?

[ananym]

[ alucard sighs softly. ]

No, but it'll do.

[miraclewhip]

Good enough. I'm going to get drunk.

[ And with that he stands up, dusting himself off. Clearly this is a vampire who has no feelings about this even whatsoever. He has succeeded in his mission. He turns back to Alucard one last time before beginning his quest for enough alcohol to convince himself that any of this was a good idea. ]

You can have a drunken shithead who's dangerously close to giving a shit about you. Or you can have just the whip and the name, and Belmont will just be using you to kill your father. I'll give you some space to think about which you'd prefer.

[ananym]

[ alucard gets up to his feet smoothly, not a hair out of place. still that admission is . . . ]

That is a difficult choice. My father has to die. Irrespective of me or anything else.

[miraclewhip]

I said I was going to give you space to decide. But fine. If your mind's made up.

[ His face is stonier than it was before, and his voice just a little colder. ]

Your father isn't here, so the whip and the name are going to go get piss drunk in the meantime. I suggest you do likewise. It's good for forgetting about shit like this.

[ananym]

That is not what I meant.

I simply . . . cannot hold to any desires.

[ alucard doesn't have those kind of coping methods. he's never had to. his world changed in the blink of an eye and even though he held fast to his ideals, they're all he has in keeping himself together. ]

I will be digging graves for two.

[miraclewhip]

Four. If we're lucky.

[ And with that, he does in fact leave to go get piss drunk. This is far too many feelings for his tastes. ]

[ananym]

[ well that happened. even if alucard isn't sure what happened. humans were confusing and belmont, well, he's at the top of that. but he's jealous at the idea of letting go, moving on, even with terrible coping techniques.

because alucard knew, deep down, there's no coming back for him. ]