❧ text; un: alucard

[reposing]

Greetings.

I have a request to make and am willing to pay as one sees fit.
I need a coffin to be made with careful specifications. Some requirements would include ensuring that it is made with the intent to last for many years, the interior to be comfortable enough for a man to rest in, and perhaps a few other details depending on your skill set.

Before you ask, yes. It is for me.
Take that as you will.

Comments

[reposing]

A friend told me to stay awake. To watch over and care for both his family's hold and Dracula's castle.
I have no obligation to fulfill that as I am here indefinitely.

[starmark]

...huh
so you won't just stay awake on your own
you have to have a reason

hmmm
ok then

[reposing]

You're quite concerned with my circumstances.

[starmark]

so what if i am

if you're going to do something stupid you'd better get used to people telling you you're being stupid

what if i decided to sleep forever
you'd just be ok with that?

[reposing]

You're a human, and a petulant one at that. I doubt that you would do such a thing.

[starmark]

would you be ok with it or not

[reposing]

No.

[starmark]

quite concerned with my circumstances aren't you

anyway put some shoes on
i'm going out and you're coming

[reposing]

Fuck you.

And where are we going?

[starmark]

out

you don't have enough money for a coffin anyway
and even if you did it's gonna take some time to make it
so like it or not you're stuck here awake for a while

can't learn shit about the local customs just sitting in your house

[reposing]

Sure I can. There's something call the internet. It's quite fascinating.

But I suppose I can leave the flat for awhile. Where are we meeting?

[starmark]

what is the internet

[also if you were a baby fifty years ago then how old are you]

anyway just give me directions to your house
i'll come pick you up

[and then know where you live]

[reposing]

Perhaps I'd better explain in person for your sake.

Very well.

[CLEVER PLOY, he doesn't really even think about it. He sends the address with some landmarks to explain where it is.]

[starmark]

[JUST AS KEIKAKU. Now he can better ensure that Alucard NEVER SLEEPS AGAIN.

Someday he'll take the time to contemplate the parallels of everything he's doing. The way Alucard and his strange sense of honor contrasts so strongly to what he'd grown to expect of Dio, despite both being vampires. The way he's selfish about Alucard's company because here and there, little flashes of things, feel comfortable the way that long car rides through the desert were comfortable, sitting in cafes watching Kakyoin show off or smoking cigarettes with Polnareff or staying up late at night talking in the spaces between the pleasant silence.

The way that you can't go to sleep starts to take on the same tenor and tone of Jotaro, come out of that cell, and how he knows how it feels to lock yourself away from everything, and how sometimes it's still better when someone with inexplicable honor shows up and drags you out.

Someday he'll wonder if he's doing this because it feels like saving something. Because Alucard treats this like an inevitability and he himself still rejects the notion of impossible things. Maybe it's because if he fixates on this, he doesn't have the time to dwell on the fates of his friends.

Maybe he's just crazy. Maybe it's that, too.]

ok that's not that far
be there soon

[And off he goes, taking his time in transit before locating the flat and banging obnoxiously on the front door when he finds it.]

[reposing]

[The door is answered. Today AND TODAY ONLY Alucard still looks like his majestic self, long black coat and all.

He raises a brow.] You really didn't have to knock so hard.

[ANYWAY. Shuts the door behind him.]

Where are we going?

[starmark]

Up to level one. There's a big library up there, I think.

[He had literally no plan for this whatsoever but making it up as he goes usually works out pretty well given his past experiences so here we go.]

And I guess if you see something else to look at. Or whatever.

[reposing]

No, a library is fine, actually. There's much research I could do there.

...Thank you. For coming to see me.

[starmark]

Yeah, well.

[Well...what? Well. Well, he did, and here he is, and...so this is what they're doing. It's a good idea. He knows it's a good idea. It just...

Somehow it seemed a lot easier when it was just words on a screen and an impulse he couldn't let go of than when he's here now, in reality, playing it out.]

...You talked to me. That one night. So.

[reposing]

You landed on me. You were a bit hard to ignore.

...And you seemed to have good reason to be agitated.

[starmark]

It wasn't like I meant to do that. That damn leaf thing sucked me up in it.

[...]

You need to grab anything before we go? Something to hold your books in?

[reposing]

No, I should...

[There's a pause. No, wait. He hasn't really had much contact with anyone, has he? So his strength is quite sapped.]

I suppose I'll just have to find a bag on the way to or from, should I find enough books to read.

[starmark]

It's pretty big. You'll probably find something.

[There is an obvious, glaring answer here, and he knows what it is. Probably Alucard does, too; he's the one who introduced him to it in the first place.

But he's still himself, weird new space planet rules or not, and so the way the offer manifests is by him turning away to face the door, tugging the brim of his hat down as he sinks into the safety of the collar of his coat —

— and silently extending his free hand in Alucard's direction, palm up, while he pretends like he didn't just do that to begin with.]

[reposing]

[There is a lot apparent with Jotaro that he is learning. In particular, it seems as if he's unable to really express himself easily. That's not something unfamiliar to Alucard, at least.

So he looks at the hand, then slowly takes it.]

Thank you.

[starmark]

[It feels like it did before. Warm. Alive. Reinvigorating in a way that's hard to explain, like waking up from a nap he hadn't realized he was taking to begin with.

He can feel Star Platinum more clearly now. Star's always there with him, they're never separated or walled off from each other, but it's a little bit like his Stand is being reenergized, by this, too.]

I still think it's a dumbass idea.

[Not the library, not the bag. The coffin, he means — and he wonders, immediately after the words are out of his mouth, if this vampire from another place and time will catch on to his meanings even if he doesn't always spell them out.

It's a rare quality. Alucard seems like a rare guy.]

C'mon.

[reposing]

I know you do.

[And it's baffling how much Jotaro just... intensely cares about that. But then, perhaps that does speak much to his character. That despite how he presents himself, he does care and wants to do something about it. And isn't that not unlike Trevor Belmont to some degree? Albeit far less insufferable.

He himself starts to feel more reinvigorated. Less weary, more alert. His strength returning slowly.

He doesn't pester Jotaro with questions. He just wonders to himself quietly.]