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No

@hcusebeImont     [  a disgruntled look crosses her expression,  feeling as the belmont only chooses to further nestle his way into her space.  though she groans,  sypha welcomes his affection with one arm scarcely wrapped around his shoulder.  while the other loosely chases to pinch the side of his face,  ]    you are as dramatic as ever,  even when you’ve just woken up,  trevor belmont.   /UGH/!   if you can do this,  then you’d certainly be able to move.    [  the scholar exclaims,  eyes squeezing close at the affection.  the action melts away any resolve she had to push him aside,  settling back down with a small roll of her eyes.  ]    two minutes,  i want to make breakfast soon.    [  she murmurs,  releasing herself from his grip,  the magic wielder slips her hands to gently hold either side of the other’s face.  bringing him close to offer one of her own kisses,  that being a singular peck around his temple.  ]

@theprovidence         જ⁀➴         ❲ 1⃨ …  ❳    TREVOR ONLY PUSHES HIS WEIGHT FURTHER INTO SYPHA’S LITHE FIGURE.    HIS NOSE BURYING ITSELF INTO HER PULSE.   THERE’S SOFT GRUMBLE THAT EMITS FROM THE BACK OF HIS THROAT AFTERWARDS.    ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚  ⇽   ❝   Sypha!    We have an off day where can simply laze around in bed    &&.   cuddle all day but you insist on overthrowing me.    Where’s the love,  woman??   (  …  )     Ow━━      just two more minutes.   Don’t pinch me!    ❜❜      THE MAGIC WIELDER IS EASILY RESTRAINED BY A SINGLE HAND,  HER WRIST DANGLE LAMELY IN TREVOR’S GRIP.   HE SIMPLY TUTS HIS TONGUE AT THE ATTEMPT,  THEN KISSES SYPHA’S FOREHEAD.

ughhh,  /treffy/.

@theprovidence           જ⁀➴         ❲ 1⃨ …  ❳   ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚  ⇽   ❝   Then you   &&.   Alucard must have a soft sport for me.    Do you mind helping me out here then?   I was starving   &&.    I have no desire to eat stew again━━      A bear or a sweet treat won’t kill me,  lovely.    ❜❜      

@hcusebeImont       you’re meant to be recovering.  not form an espionage mission to   ...    [  sypha almost seems exhausted by trevor’s antics.  brows furrow together,  and she puts two fingers on where it is to hopefully soothe it.  ]    god,  you’re —   an idiot.    [  though her heart is softened by seeing the man in such a state.  lips stretch into a small smile as she finally takes a step into the kitchen,  ]    if you’ve woken me up,  then i’m sure alucard is just as awake as i am,  trevor.

@theprovidence         જ⁀➴         ❲ 1⃨ …  ❳    A WORDLESS WINCE IS EXCHANGED BETWEEN THE PAIR.  TREVOR IS A CHILD CAUGHT WITH HIS HAND IN THE COOKIE JAR,  TRYING TO ESCAPE THE WATCHFUL EYE OF ALUCARD.  &&.   SYPHA.     HE’S IN NO MEANS TO MOVE ABOUT ESPECIALLY IN HIS CONDITION BUT HE TRULY IS CRAVING A BEER.      INSTEAD OF ANSWERING,   HE ONLY TIPTOES ON.    ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚  ⇽   ❝    (  …  )     Shhh━━      !   !  Don’t blow my cover.     ❜❜      

@hcusebeImont ⠀⠀ゝ⠀⠀[the murmurs that resumed their annunciation in the hall held nothing but offense.  yet leanna seemed to be the only one amused—or at least intrigued enough to not join her court’s offense.   but there was no one more offended in this very place than lord brandar dallen.  a descendant of the wolf walkers who dedicated their lives to keeping the monsters out.   allowing this… foreign hunter into their lands, let alone their halls,    was closer to an insult.]    my wolf walkers have handled the threat of monsters for centuries—long before i ever took the throne.  [she doesn’t stand quite yet,  assessing this..   (lord?) belmont]    but by your presence here,  i can only proceed to presume that you mean to prove yourself of better skill.   after all, why would come?  if not to elevate your name across the far thundering sea?    

ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                              જ⁀➴
            「 @heraldher   ┊  tb   」
            chapter one ┊ the slayer 
               ━      ˢᵉᵗᵗˡᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏ‧      ━     
            
            
            ﹙ ♱ ﹚ ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ  ‣ ВⷡEͤLMⷨOͦNᴛⷮ ﹕ ᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ
            ❲ 1⃨ …  ❳        KNEEL  (?)   KNEEL TO WHOM?   NOW,  THERE WERE A FAIR AMOUNT OF EYES FROM THE COURT    ⅋     HER SERVANTS.  HUSHED WHISPERS OF A “BARBARIAN” IN THE HOUSE OF THE QUEEN.   WORD OF TONGUE FLOWS QUICKLY IN A KINGDOM LIKE THIS,  ESPECIALLY THOSE ENTAILING A MONSTER SLAYER FROM A FAR AWAY LAND.     BELMONT LOOKS DIRECTLY INTO THE EYE  OF LEANNA,   OR RATHER THE RED QUEEN.    A LACKADAISICAL SMILE APPEARS ON THE HUNTERS EXPRESSION,  THERE IS NO APPARENT REGRET ON HIS FACE.  NOR IS THERE AN APOLOGY SAID.    ⁽ ᴵᴺᔆᵀᴱᴬᴰ,    ᴴᴱ   ᔆᴴᴿᵁᴳᔆ  ⁾ .     THERE’S A PLAYFUL CURSTY THAT’S GIVEN,  CERTAINLY ONE THAT HOLDS NO REAL RESPECT.
            
            
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            ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚  ⇽   ❝    ԨAH.   I AM HERE FOR A JOB,    SOMETHING THAT REQUIRES BRUTE FORCE N’ BLOOD SHED.    I’M SURE IF YOU WANTED SOME QUAINT COMMONER TO HANDLE YOUR MONSTER PROBLEMS YOU WOULD’VE CALLED UPON THEM.     […]     BUT ALAS━━  YOU CHOSE ME    ⁽ᴬ ᴾᴬᵁᔆᴱ⁾     I’M HERE FOR A JOB.   NOT TO KNEEL.    NOW,   WILL YOU ENLIGHTEN ME?    ❜❜     

@helsings   **

ꔷ ꔷ ꔷ                              જ⁀➴
            「 @heIsings   ┊  tb   」
            chapter one ┊ endless night.
               ━      ˢᵉᵗᵗˡᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏ‧      ━     
            
            
            ﹙ ♱ ﹚ ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ  ‣ ВⷡEͤLMⷨOͦNᴛⷮ ﹕ ᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ
            ❲ 1⃨ …  ❳        THERE IS BLOOD EVERYWHERE     ⅋     IT PERMEATES THROUGHOUT THE AIR.  THE STENCH OF SPILLED GUTS,  DRYING BLOOD,      ⅋     BURNT FLESH.   THE AFTERMATH OF A VAMPIRE.  ALL CLEAR SIGNS OF IT,  YES.  BUT THIS CREATURE WAS DIFFERENT.   THE BELMONT WAS HOT ON ITS TRAVEL BEFORE A WOMAN STOPPED HIM.   ⁽ ⱽᴬᴺ   ᴴᴱᴸᔆᴵᴺᴳ‧    ᴬ ᴰᴱᴹᴼᴺᴱᔆᔆ,   ᵀᴴᴱ   ⱽᴵᴸᴸᴬᴳᴱᴿᔆ   ᶜᴸᴬᴵᴹ⁾ .    HE’S HEARD THE STORIES,  HE’S HEARD THE TALES.  BUT NOW?  SEEING HER IN THE FLESH?  ALL THE RUMORS MUST’VE BEEN TALL TALES.  BELMONT SETTLES HIS SWORD IN ITS SHEATH,  BUT DESPITE HER PROTESTS HE PUSHES FORWARDS.
            
            
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            ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚  ⇽   ❝    Ԩ EY.     LISTEN,  WOMAN.  I NEVER SAID I’LL BE IN YOUR WAY.   IN FACT,  ‘M QUITE KEEN ON KEEPING IT THAT WAY.  NEVER DID MINGLE WELL WITH OTHERS    […]      ⁽ᴬ ᴾᴬᵁᔆᴱ⁾       NOW━━    (IF YOU’LL EXCUSE ME).  I’VE GOT SOME HUNTING T’DO.   ❜❜      trevor is gone as soon as he left.  trudging towards the evident blood trail leading to an abandoned site.

It was one thing to be discovered as an Elf,  but by a man who seemed to proudly display the crest of a Belmont family?  Now,  it was just asking for someone to look at the two odd ones out,  and assume the worst.  “Water will be the only gracious action i will ever have toward you,  if we are to meet again,  i cannot promise I won’t throw something at your face.”  [A PAUSE]  “though,  I hope for my own safety,   I never run into you again.  Lest your mouth get the two of us in trouble.”  Their attention is drawn to their supply bag,  carefully rearranging the goods inside and strapping it to their back.  Mahikan barely casts a glance at the man behind them,  walking down the alleyway,  merging into the shadows with relative ease despite the sun—beamed appearance.   “The (one) person I run into—a Belmont.  Just my luck—I fly under the radar and I’m uncovered by a Belmont.”  They mutter to themself,  keeping their items close to their body as the maneuver the back alleys for a quick escape.

Irritating,  is the only word that can be used to describe him,  (or even)  rude,  arrogant,  [ABRASIVE].  Yet,  that would mean wasting any more time and words on someone whose breath smelt like a sterile medicine cabinet.  The way he speaks makes it sound like the solution is rather easy,  simply killing another—a temporary solution at most.  They would have to keep running,  more would keep coming for them,  at the notice of their existence.  Then the entire world would hunt,  desperate to get their slimy hands on something that never had a success rate.  That crest does not go unnoticed;  [BELMONT],   a name that had appeared numerous times in their stories about the world before.  Monster hunters,  is all they can vaguely remember before their own family had disappeared.  Courageous fighters,  worthy of their family name,   but the man in front of them seemed to be the (exact) opposite of what the name stood for.  “I will give you grace over your words purely by the idiotic stupor that alcohol has done to your brain,  but I wish the solution were as simple as you say it is,  Belmont.”  The words are all bark,  no bite.  Rather,  tinged with a hint of sadness and regret,  something that could easily fly under the radar to the inattentive eye.  “You do not see elves around for a reason,  and I assume you (maybe) know the reason of (why) we no longer walk this world as easily as a Belmont could.”  He’s too close to them,  the panic seems to surge as they take the momentary lapse in his actions,  to put some distance between the two of them.  
            
            Mahikan needs to leave,  had to leave a day ago—but the joyous celebration and uplifting mood at the pub had caught their attention.  Pretending to be someone they aren’t was taxing,  and being surrounded by drunks who could not tell left or right was the perfect place to hide for the night.  [but]  their cover had been compromised by the little spat they engaged in,  and it was no longer safe to be here.

THAT ONLY SEEMS TO BRING HIM CLOSER,  HOWEVER.  TREVOR ENTERS THEIR PROXIMITY ONCE MORE,  GRASPING THE FALLEN STRANDS WITH A (SOMEWHAT) APOLOGETIC SMILE.   WITHIN HIS GAZE,  HE IS SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING.
            
            
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            ⧼  ﹙₀₁﹚  ⇽   ❝    OԨ,  I CAN’T SEEM TO GETCHA.       Y’DON’T REALLY THINK YOU’D WIN,  DO YOU?  YOU CAME OUT HERE TO FOLLOW ME N’ ARGUE?  HAD TO BE AGES SINCE YOU LAST HAD ANY SORT OF ENTERTAINMENT THEN, I WOULDN’T BE WRONG.   YOU MUST LIVE A LONELY LIFE━━    HM?    CALLING ME A FOOL BUT STILL OFFERING THIS ACURSED SOUL SOME WATER.    […]     NEVER RAN INTO AN ELF BEFORE BUT I’M ALMOST  (POSITIVE—)   THEY’D BE MORE CAUTIOUS━━  YOU’D LIKE TO RUN AWAY,  YOU SHOULD.   BUT YOU DON’T,  I CAN SMELL THE FEAR ON YOU.    ⁽ᴬ ᴾᴬᵁᔆᴱ⁾      KIDDING.  KIDDING.  THERE’S A REASON YER HIDING,  JUST LIKE ME I ASSUME.  WHY DON’T YOU KILL THE BASTARDS?  ‘S WHAT I DO.    ❜❜      trevor flaunts the belmont insignia on his chest,  a bold action considering that everyone wanted his head on a stake.  but to be fear,  even alcohol didn’t fuel this brazen act.  it was simply who he was.   with that,  he gives one final shake to the bard.  he’s itching to get a name to this face but there is absolutely no chance he’ll receive that from the bard.   if he’s lucky,  this patron may entertain him till the sun rises.  it’s not often trevor is entertained with his drunken ramblings.
            
            
            
            

@bearingnews         ────   ❪J.T❫ :         〞I’M NOT SURE WHAT IDIOT TOLD YOU T’INTERVIEW ME ANYWAYS,  LOIS LANE.    ‘M JUST HERE TO SAVE YA.   PRETTY YOU WANTED THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE ANYWAYS.     〞  

@jujishou         ────   ❪J.T❫ :         〞 COOL,  THEN WE CAN SKIP INTRODUCTIONS.  WAS NEVER A FAN OF FORMALITIES ANYWAYS,   LEMME PUT A BULLET THROUGH THAT SKULL O’YOURS.      ❨ … ❩          I DON’T MISS UNLESS I WANT TO,  WHAT DOES WALLER WANT WITH ME?    〞         [ ⚰︎ ]          a shot is fired,  it misses the woman’s ear by mere millimeters.  he’s open to listening,  but not for long.  she—  hardly flinches,  only moves closer and that’s when another shot is fired,  shredding through the denim of her jeans with practiced precision.  finally,  she stops.    

YOU’VE GOT ONE HELL OF A HISTORY, DON’T YOU, DEAD MAN?