[For the past 24 hours, it feels like all Alucard's done is follow Hector about. To not have to do that is good, and with Hector out of sight, Alucard scoops up Cesar and starts to pet him right behind the ear. It's a form of stress relief, because now that Alucard's slept, his mind is a storm of trying to figure out what to do.
Hector's note doesn't fill him with too much hope. It's the start of a game plan, one that needs much more elaboration. There's no quill to respond with, and Hector cant' see him nod.
All Alucard can do is respond through the door:]
Understood on all accounts.
[The zombie is sent back with the message, so Hector can dispose of it. Alucard demands nothing more. No food or drink, just nothing but himself and the dog and the moon that is starting to rise in the sky.
To Cesar, the dhampir only sighs.]
I don't think there's a single steady course ahead of us.
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Hector's note doesn't fill him with too much hope. It's the start of a game plan, one that needs much more elaboration. There's no quill to respond with, and Hector cant' see him nod.
All Alucard can do is respond through the door:]
Understood on all accounts.
[The zombie is sent back with the message, so Hector can dispose of it. Alucard demands nothing more. No food or drink, just nothing but himself and the dog and the moon that is starting to rise in the sky.
To Cesar, the dhampir only sighs.]
I don't think there's a single steady course ahead of us.