[ The general impression is that Alucard leaves his life out on display shamelessly, or else expected everyone who was here for nefarious reasons would just hone in on his valuables in a locked drawer.
A bath purely consists of being in sea water and bring-your-own-soap (BYOS). Actually, Astarion would have found that Alucard has some soaps; they are scented in something like the softer part of embers from a fire, the slice of silver, and something that was somehow floral yet masculine all the same. Perhaps he's experimenting. Perhaps he's collecting. Perhaps he's all these men in one way or another.
There's a hard rattle of the boat as they meet a dock, aftershocks thumping against the boardwalk. Bells ring, announcing a change-over in shift. That should be Astarion's cue to get out if he's going to. If he doesn't, Alucard is liable to show up soon. ]
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A bath purely consists of being in sea water and bring-your-own-soap (BYOS). Actually, Astarion would have found that Alucard has some soaps; they are scented in something like the softer part of embers from a fire, the slice of silver, and something that was somehow floral yet masculine all the same. Perhaps he's experimenting. Perhaps he's collecting. Perhaps he's all these men in one way or another.
There's a hard rattle of the boat as they meet a dock, aftershocks thumping against the boardwalk. Bells ring, announcing a change-over in shift. That should be Astarion's cue to get out if he's going to. If he doesn't, Alucard is liable to show up soon. ]