Alfred is too far gone to hear the reason - his thoughts going a mile a minute as he rounds in circles around Seras, periodally disappearing and reappearing in a puff of mist.
It's happening again. That's all he can think about. Starting to get on with her, maybe even - maybe -
But then along comes this old friend, this 'Master,' this-
"Is he your Sire, then?" He stops, turns on his heel, starts pacing the other way. Dizzying, disorienting, slowly pushing her back towards the entryway to the ballroom.
"And you need to go to him, is that right? Are you still under thrall to him? Do the theories still hold, because - I - I took all those notes, I remember it all very, very well-"
One of his phases puts him in front of a huge mirror along one wall, and he stops, blinks at it. At her reflection in it. In the fact that he isn't there.
And, unsettlingly, he laughs at it. At the irony of it. A hollow, harsh little giggle, because - he remembers this mirror.
And when he was reflected in it, someone ELSE was right where he is standing right now.
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Date: 2022-06-10 08:10 am (UTC)It's happening again. That's all he can think about. Starting to get on with her, maybe even - maybe -
But then along comes this old friend, this 'Master,' this-
"Is he your Sire, then?" He stops, turns on his heel, starts pacing the other way. Dizzying, disorienting, slowly pushing her back towards the entryway to the ballroom.
"And you need to go to him, is that right? Are you still under thrall to him? Do the theories still hold, because - I - I took all those notes, I remember it all very, very well-"
One of his phases puts him in front of a huge mirror along one wall, and he stops, blinks at it. At her reflection in it. In the fact that he isn't there.
And, unsettlingly, he laughs at it. At the irony of it. A hollow, harsh little giggle, because - he remembers this mirror.
And when he was reflected in it, someone ELSE was right where he is standing right now.