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[integra_hellsing]

[ The video feed that all the lovely citizens of this beautiful city will have to endure is full of static for a second. Then, just as suddenly, the picture is as clear as day. In the frame is one Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. She looks a little less than pleased as she, with much annoyance, shoves an offered gift basket away.

She's leaving the area in which she, like everyone else here, has been unceremoniously dumped off. She really doesn't know where the hell she's going, but she's going. There's a small streak of red running down her forehead, and it takes her a moment to realize it, but she quickly reaches up to wipe it away with a scowl. ]

Am I truly to believe the stories that I have just been told about this place? It all sounds like nonsense to me.

[ ...Then again, considering where she just came from, perhaps it isn't nonsense at all. What, with all the Nazi's and the vampires and the ghouls and the chaos, this almost seems tame.

Almost. ]

Who else is out there? I would like to hear more about this ridiculous place from a more credible source. That is, if one even exists.

Comments

[Video]

[sonatasedge]

The greeters aren't credible enough?

[Video]

[integra_hellsing]

No. Who are you?

[Video]

[sonatasedge]

My name's Soul. [:|]

Who would you believe then?

permavideo

[tinyvampiregod]

[He can feel you. He imagines he can smell your blood, pure Hellsing blood. Possibly virgin. How interesting. This must be the girl child that Seras spoke of, the future leader of Hellsing.]

It's all true. Canada. The Core. March of 2012.

[integra_hellsing]

[ That voice. That voice, so familiar and damn near comforting... does not match what she is seeing right now. ]

...Alucard, why do you look like that? Are there no perversions you will not lower yourself to, Servant?

[ Her eyes narrow... something is off. Very, very off. ]

How do you know it's true?

[tinyvampiregod]

[He laughs, high and clear, like a child's tone.] You call me so familiar, but I don't know who you are past Hellsing. My master is Arthur, your father, I'm told.

[He tips his head] Abraham van Helsing told me, and I believe. [Oh, but he believed.] I can feel him, and I can feel you.

[Video--Not too far from her now.]

[eats_the_rude]

My, that's an interesting get-up you have there.

[A little androgynous, we'll say.]

Though...You are bleeding. You may have a concussion, I daresay, with the way your pupils look. You shouldn't rushed off like that. I could have taken a look.

[Wearing his white coat so his occupation may be obvious.]

[Video]

[integra_hellsing]

[ Integra merely shrugs. She's not worried about her well being, per say. She just wants to know if the stories are true, so that she can begin working on finding a way out. ]

I have no time to stand around, concussion or not. Might I ask your name, sir?

[Video]

[eats_the_rude]

Tut, tut. No doubt you're confused, if not feeling a little queasy by now. Though you do hide it well. I'd recommend a cold compress, at the very least.

[Offers a charming smile. He's so...still, she may notice. Calm, despite the slightly hysterical tones of the others. He's on his shift as a part-time onsite medical personnel for the moment, so injuries are his business.]

Now that's no way to treat someone who wants to help you, now is it? Rushing off in a hurry like that...My name is Robert. I am a medical student. Sir...Integra, wasn't it?

[video]

[got_it_memorized]

Depends on the stories, I'd say. Frankly I've seen and heard stranger than some of 'em.

[video]

[integra_hellsing]

Who might you be? What stories have you seen and heard, hm? Do enlighten me.

[Video]

[bloodthirsts]

[No way, this...

First Master and now--]


Miss Integra, sir!

[Video]

[integra_hellsing]

[ Integra's eyes widen for a brief moment when she sees and hears a rather familiar person. She's already spoken to Alucard, but this only confirms it. ]

...Seras. So he wasn't lying.

[Video]

[bloodthirsts]

It's good to see you, sir! [There's something a little odd in how she looks at Integra, like she hasn't seen her for years.]

Master? No he wasn't, about anything.

permatext

[hejhej]

This place sucks, that's for sure.

[integra_hellsing]

Who is this? I am assuming that you, too, have been kidnapped.

[hejhej]

[like she'd give her name.]

Some people call me Wasp so I'll go with that. But kidnapped? I dunno what you'd call it.

[video]

[bigandbad]

It is nonsense. But it's true.

[video]

[integra_hellsing]

How am I to believe that? I need proof.

[uberboned]

Okay.

It's aliens. That credible enough for you?

[integra_hellsing]

No. I don't take kindly to sarcasm in situations so dire, I will have you know.

[video]

[notadisneygirl]

It's all true. Companies, monsters, everything. And it's Canada, and we can't leave.

[video]

[integra_hellsing]

[ This seems almost fitting, really, considering that a few of her fellow Protestant Knights were planning on fleeing London to Canada. Somehow, though, she doubts that they are here. ]

I see. Might I ask for your name? I am Integra Hellsing.

[video]

[rapturescreed]

Ms. Hellsing? You've certainly grown. Are you all right?

[video]

[integra_hellsing]

[ Immediately, this one puts her on edge. She doesn't show it, though. Instead, she merely regards him with a cool, even tone. ]

I'm fine, but how do you know me? I've never seen you before in my life.