[Leaving the castle and hold abandoned did not sit well with Alucard by any means. It wasn't safe, left open to a world that didn't understand and openly condemned what laid within. God forbid anyone actually stumble across it and dare enter, they'd return with a torch-carrying mob. More than the foreign world and almost recognizable technology of the airship, it ground at his nerves to know his and Trevor's respective homes were without their appointed protector.]
[Worse still, it couldn't be helped and there was nothing he could do about it. The young man sat at a table lost in thought--would he return before Trevor and Sypha did? What state would things be in once he did? And more pertinent to the immediate situation, what on earth was he going to do now?]
[rain]
[Standing just barely within the gate and out of the worst of the rain, gold eyes watched as the students worked--taking in the details of the diagram and what little he could hear of their technical speak. Before he could think to compare it to what he knew of magic, a frigid wind blew and with it came a flurry of snow sending the horrified students scattering and rushing past him back inside.]
[...Sypha would have been utterly ashamed on their behalf. No sooner did that thought leave him did the whole situation strike him as just a bit funny, mouth curved into a very slight smile and a quiet chuckle beginning to work its way out of his throat.]
Alucard | Castlevania (netflix edition, s2 spoilers)
[Leaving the castle and hold abandoned did not sit well with Alucard by any means. It wasn't safe, left open to a world that didn't understand and openly condemned what laid within. God forbid anyone actually stumble across it and dare enter, they'd return with a torch-carrying mob. More than the foreign world and almost recognizable technology of the airship, it ground at his nerves to know his and Trevor's respective homes were without their appointed protector.]
[Worse still, it couldn't be helped and there was nothing he could do about it. The young man sat at a table lost in thought--would he return before Trevor and Sypha did? What state would things be in once he did? And more pertinent to the immediate situation, what on earth was he going to do now?]
[rain]
[Standing just barely within the gate and out of the worst of the rain, gold eyes watched as the students worked--taking in the details of the diagram and what little he could hear of their technical speak. Before he could think to compare it to what he knew of magic, a frigid wind blew and with it came a flurry of snow sending the horrified students scattering and rushing past him back inside.]
[...Sypha would have been utterly ashamed on their behalf. No sooner did that thought leave him did the whole situation strike him as just a bit funny, mouth curved into a very slight smile and a quiet chuckle beginning to work its way out of his throat.]