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[tinyvampiregod]

[He's sprawled in Walter's bed, sheets mussed, a book barely dangling from his fingertips, inches away from the floor, pages fanning out around his pale, childish hand. The NV is on the floor, skewed to an angle, capturing both the book and the vampire on the bed in the tangle of sheets, who appears to not realize the device turned on when it hit the floor.]

The disgusting taste of that human food lingers. The desire to consume it was not my own, I'm sure of that. Tch. Even a fledgling knows not to eat human food.

It even overpowers the delicious memory of maiden Hellsing blood and the virile bouquet of my partner's lingering taste.

[He looks directly at the camera and smiles a sharkish smile. Nope. He knew it was on.]

Oops.

[ A shadow tendril clicks it off.]

Comments

[integra_hellsing]

Yes, well, I didn't order you to cram the frosting or those cookies down your throat.

[tinyvampiregod]

The Master holds the control, Integral. Not the servant.

[integra_hellsing]

Yes, and I controlled Seras to go and get what I wanted, and what you wanted as well. Don't attempt to turn this on me; you made your own bed.

[ ...and you also helped her ruin Seras' bed. ]

[tinyvampiregod]

Technically, we were in Seras Victoria's bed.

[integra_hellsing]

Yes, yes, we were. Something that you should probably go and fix.

[tinyvampiregod]

No.

[integra_hellsing]

You are my servant, therefore you serve. If I order it, you cannot disobey. Fortunately for you, that was not an order... yet.

[tinyvampiregod]

Your servant is unwell.

[integra_hellsing]

He would feel better, perhaps, if he got up and did something.

[tinyvampiregod]

Unlikely.

[integra_hellsing]

You're going to have to get up shortly. I told you we were going shopping for an electric blanket, and I meant it.

[tinyvampiregod]

For an electric blanket, I can rouse myself.

[integra_hellsing]

Good. I'd like to go sometime today... I think that you and the Police Girl would enjoy them.

[tinyvampiregod]

At your discretion, my future Master.

[integra_hellsing]

Be up and ready, then, in twenty minutes. We'll leave then.

[tinyvampiregod]

Ready. My future Master.

[ Aaaaaaaaand ACTION ]

[integra_hellsing]

[ Waiting downstairs is, naturally, Integra. She's smoking while she waits for her lazy vampire to drag himself out of Walter's bed, of course -- something tells her that she's going to need all the nicotine she can get to make it through this trip. ]

[tinyvampiregod]

[He's not there, then suddenly he is, at her side, having oozed in through the shadows and is now sliding his childishly small hand into her own.]

[integra_hellsing]

[ Well this is special. She's pretty sure she's never going to get used to a tiny Alucard. Either way, she calmly takes one last drag off of her cigar, simply dropping the poor vampire's hand. ]

I'm almost certain you can cross the street on your own, you don't need my hand. Also, you will have to endure the sun for a bit... if it would make you more comfortable, perhaps there is an umbrella or something you can use lying around, hm?

[tinyvampiregod]

[He huffs as she drops his hand, but his grin is wide and full of shark fangs] Not feeling particularly maternal, Integral? [He's teasing.]

Walter usually holds my parasol for me. [And then he's simply pulling the frilly white lace thing out of nowhere and opens it.]

[integra_hellsing]

Perhaps if you were a real child. [ Except probably not. Maybe. Who knows. ] Somehow, I think you can manage on your own without my help.

[ There is a pause, and she just... stares. ] Unfortunately for you, I am not Walter, so you'll be holding it on your own. Honestly, I never thought I would see you with something so... frilly.

[tinyvampiregod]

[He huffs and unfurls it with a snap] I hadn't even intended to ask.

[integra_hellsing]

Hm. Let's go. [ Stuffing her hands into her pockets, she exits the house. The sun is out and bright, yes, but it's definitely nothing that parasol of his can't handle. ]

I've never taken you shopping before, and there's probably a good reason for it. At home, if something is needed, usually Walter will get it or order it. I'm going to ask that you attempt to act civil to anyone we may encounter.

[tinyvampiregod]

[He smiles and it's sharp and white, teeth framed by bloodless lips.]

I am always civil, Integral. Arthur seems me out and sometimes Walter and I go off together on slow evenings.

Ah, perhaps you keep me as a shut in? How terrible. Unless all the company I need is yours.

[integra_hellsing]

You are most certainly not a shut in, although you do complain that the things I send you out to do are far too easy. The final orders I gave you at home, however, should have provided you with enough of a challenge for a while, at least.

You hardly need my company, either. You have the Police Girl... even with her, on your downtime you tend to just sit in the basement and do nothing.