[It's a fair answer. One that Alucard can see being given by any vampire he's met, and certain select humans of upper society. It is a very simple answer, which is a thought Lenore cannot ever know he's had about anything she has said, but that also highlights more of that disconnect in his mind. It's...
It's too simple. It comes without acknowledging the full breadth of experience.
[ She huffs, frustrated. Partially with Alucard, but mostly with herself. It's not as if she ever thought she would have the opportunity to read said book, having made her choice before Hector even came up with the idea. But she was...
Interested. Now that the seed has been planted. That time did, indeed, move on in a way she could become aware of and conceptualize. It was much easier to close the final chapter of her life with her death and leave it at that. What Hell would bring might tear her apart. She might no longer become Lenore.
Maybe that was fine.
But here?
Here she had barely stepped away. ]
A shame. [ What would he have said about her? The pleasures? The horrors? ] I doubt it would have been a big hit anyway.
[ She doesn't think that's a secret, but part of her wonders if it had been just an off-hand comment caught up in the emotions of the moment. Lenore believed she had been kind to him in a very twisted and misguided way, but she believed it all the same. ]
I thought it would be a memoir of some sort. Of his time amongst vampires.
[ Something changed a bit at the end. A small pang of guilt, the opening to something she hadn't explored. ]
But...whatever.
[ She didn't care. (She didn't...really.) She was right. Wasn't she? About some things. About the important parts. ]
Silly drabbles from a sillier man.
[ She won't admit why she chose death. Not now. Not to Alucard and concede this point. Lenore still has some pride left. ]
Nothing worthy of your friend's ancestral collection.
That sounds like something the Belmonts would collect, and something I would have added to the collection if it ever came to my attention.
[Alucard can't imagine that it would contain especially new information or anything of the sort. He never had much fondness for Hector or Isaac, even after they managed Styria into a reasonable partner to stabilize eastern Europe. Both men, in Alucard's opinion, used Dracula and his rage for their own purposes and anger at humanity when they were also the two people who could have broken through Dracula's grief and tethered him to the ground when Alucard could not.
But that is not for Lenore to know now or possibly ever. He keeps that much to himself.]
But I'm not a curator at the moment, and Hector was...a distant figure for me.
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Date: 2025-03-23 05:27 pm (UTC)It's too simple. It comes without acknowledging the full breadth of experience.
But for now, he lets Lenore change the topic.]
If he did, I have no knowledge of it.
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Date: 2025-03-24 12:50 am (UTC)Interested. Now that the seed has been planted. That time did, indeed, move on in a way she could become aware of and conceptualize. It was much easier to close the final chapter of her life with her death and leave it at that. What Hell would bring might tear her apart. She might no longer become Lenore.
Maybe that was fine.
But here?
Here she had barely stepped away. ]
A shame. [ What would he have said about her? The pleasures? The horrors? ] I doubt it would have been a big hit anyway.
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Date: 2025-03-24 12:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-03-24 11:05 pm (UTC)[ She doesn't think that's a secret, but part of her wonders if it had been just an off-hand comment caught up in the emotions of the moment. Lenore believed she had been kind to him in a very twisted and misguided way, but she believed it all the same. ]
I thought it would be a memoir of some sort. Of his time amongst vampires.
[ Something changed a bit at the end. A small pang of guilt, the opening to something she hadn't explored. ]
But...whatever.
[ She didn't care. (She didn't...really.) She was right. Wasn't she? About some things. About the important parts. ]
Silly drabbles from a sillier man.
[ She won't admit why she chose death. Not now. Not to Alucard and concede this point. Lenore still has some pride left. ]
Nothing worthy of your friend's ancestral collection.
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Date: 2025-03-25 12:02 am (UTC)[Alucard can't imagine that it would contain especially new information or anything of the sort. He never had much fondness for Hector or Isaac, even after they managed Styria into a reasonable partner to stabilize eastern Europe. Both men, in Alucard's opinion, used Dracula and his rage for their own purposes and anger at humanity when they were also the two people who could have broken through Dracula's grief and tethered him to the ground when Alucard could not.
But that is not for Lenore to know now or possibly ever. He keeps that much to himself.]
But I'm not a curator at the moment, and Hector was...a distant figure for me.
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Date: 2025-03-29 01:47 am (UTC)Lenore doesn't like that it bothers her a bit. ]
A silly man, as I said. It likely would have devolved into how "cute" he found his monstrosities.
[ She waves off any further mentions of Hector dismissively despite the fact she was the one to bring him up. ]
Well...as delightful as your stoic company is, I need some more wine.
[ To her credit, she does manage a natural-looking smile as she tries to smooth out any ruffled feathers she's gathered. ]
I don't doubt our paths will cross again.