[Alucard has a formidable looking shovel in hand, and beside him is a pile of the more dangerous greenery that always takes up residence during spring. He hasn't exactly specified where the shovel came from beyond I found some ruins of one of the other spires, and there's a few other nastier looking things that he's using for digging up stubborn roots. They're...definitely not ment to be hoes, he knows that much.
Sypha's presence is something he's adjusted to quickly, just as he's adjusted to Trevor's. He's still angry that someone has done this to either of them, but it's so easy to mute all of that in favor of the stupid looks of adoration he's given Trevor in the few days between their first...official declaration of whatever the hell this is and Sypha's return. With Sypha, there's only the quiet relief for her presence and how the house feels that much warmer.]
Oh uh. Please, yes. You'd probably be better at it than I anyway.
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[Alucard has a formidable looking shovel in hand, and beside him is a pile of the more dangerous greenery that always takes up residence during spring. He hasn't exactly specified where the shovel came from beyond I found some ruins of one of the other spires, and there's a few other nastier looking things that he's using for digging up stubborn roots. They're...definitely not ment to be hoes, he knows that much.
Sypha's presence is something he's adjusted to quickly, just as he's adjusted to Trevor's. He's still angry that someone has done this to either of them, but it's so easy to mute all of that in favor of the stupid looks of adoration he's given Trevor in the few days between their first...official declaration of whatever the hell this is and Sypha's return. With Sypha, there's only the quiet relief for her presence and how the house feels that much warmer.]
Oh uh. Please, yes. You'd probably be better at it than I anyway.