There's enough to keep even yourself occupied. Libraries and museums here should get you up to speed, and from there the universities are always interested in researchers. Whatever reputation you forge here, it won't be what you had back home, unless you want to go live in the desert entirely.

[He can imagine his father taking that choice, but the desert part is the issue. Powerful as he is, sun is sun. Alucard has always been aware of that particular fact of his father's life.]

It is Alucard here. Al to select few. Adrian to fewer. [Back in the early days, Alucard had used the name as a means of simply dealing with the situation at hand. He was paranoid, terrified, in an awful place mentally thanks to recent castle guests, and confined in a jail cell. Not giving his real name was strategy. And then it had simply become how people knew him. Easy enough.

His shoulders tense immediately at the hand on his shoulder. It is instinct to whip around. It takes effort not to move to into a defensive stance.]

We did studies. Tested on mice. I put rules in place about use for that reason. [He wasn't a fool.

There's a long, quiet exhale, aware that departure is probably best for them both.]

There is a cemetery with crypts in the southeast of Libertas for the time being. If the bloodwine made by vampires here does not suit to taste, don't drain anyone. There are monster hunters here that will notice. One of them - white hair, my color eyes - is more understanding than most, but don't take it for granted.

[He knows the bloodwine costs money. Everything does. Alucard reaches into his pocket and takes out a coin purse, offering it entirely.]

This does not need to be paid back.