Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 106

If these nursing sessions keep going like this, he’ll end up cuddled up to Blondie after all. The bloody idiot is such a darling stubborn disaster with how much he loves his girl and Quincy can’t help melting at him for that. He put a second blanket over him, his body just can’t deal with the exhaustion. No matter that he made sure the stove is stoked and the fire roaring, poor Blondie is freezing and Quincy has an acute case of wanting to wrap himself around him and kiss his hands warm.

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Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 105

Hissing for a moment at the dissipating glitter, Quincy lets himself fall from the table directly onto the sofa. “So, what are we going to come up with?”

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Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 104

Having led them down the corridor after closing the door very softly behind them, Quincy crosses his arms and tries not to show that he really doesn’t want to be here in front of his father. Although, upon another glare, is his father nervous? It’s small, the signs of his emotions are well guarded but, well, Quincy did spend a bloody month fawning over Basarab and trying to learn all his little tells.

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Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 103

Arthur decides that John looks about ready to jump up and strangle Gregory, so he grabs him by the arm and drags him out of the room- he knows well enough how frustrating it is trying to concentrate with someone talking to you.

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Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 102

Uncertain what to talk about, Vlad sits silently for a few minutes until he feels he can hear the awkwardness in the air as clearly as he can hear Arthur’s heartbeat. “Would you mind if I take a look at the library? If it is not too much of an imposition.”

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Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 101

It’s not exactly a comfortable dinner, what with Gregory saying he’s not hungry and instead pacing around the kitchen until Quincy snaps at him to sit down. Arthur thinks maybe the house is trying to cheer him up, because it gives him a bowl of thick, warm stew, but good food isn’t quite enough to take his mind off of the fact that they’re waiting for not just any vampire, but the one Art and Dr Seward had a bad encounter with already, while Darcy is with another one who’s apparently insane, of all things.

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Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 100

John crosses his arms and groans. “Just our luck. Because a vampire wasn’t bad enough, we get an insane one.” And now he’s wondering if Darcy saw that as a good or a bad thing? Is that a story trope for her to spice up the villain, or is she feeling bad for the insane monster being misunderstood, or however she constructs that? He loves his girl’s totally whacked-out mind, but sometimes, just sometimes, it can be a pain in the arse.

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Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 99

It still takes Quincy several attempts to manage to get up. His legs never seemed too long before, but now he feels like he’s trying to balance on stilts. But that bloody brute better not think he’s unaware of what he’s doing.

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Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 98

“Hey Artie, what’s up?” Gregory asks, chipper and happy like… like there isn’t a crisis on, and Arthur feels a hot flash of anger lash through him.

“Where the fuck’d you come from?!” is out of his mouth before he realizes: Wait, what, no, he should be relieved that Gregory is alright… shouldn’t he? The heat is still bubbling at the back of his throat. “Where did you go? There’s a crisis going on!”

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Previously: The Rose of Whitby – Chapter 97

Darcy insists they also get John, for protection. Arthur’s not sure about that, but then, how good are any of them against a vampire? So if they’re being reckless, they might as well all be reckless together, he supposes, and tries not to listen to the voice in the back of his head that points out that wouldn’t it be better for some of them to survive if not all of them do?

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