sirenspull | ♱ 8 - Accidental Video ♱

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♱ 8 - Accidental Video ♱

[ Good afternoon, everyone. Please, enjoy your view of one Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, standing in the kitchen of the Stoker Manor, her blazer off, white sleeved shirt covered by the... pink apron she's wearing.

What is she doing, you might ask? She's attempting to cook, and by the looks of the kitchen, which is now a complete and utter DISASTER, she's not doing well.

Grumbling something, the heiress simply stares over at the stove, watching as the water she put on it just sort of boils over, along with the stupid spaghetti she put in it far too early. She continues staring for a moment, as though she really can't believe that this is happening, before she finally moves to turn the stove off.

In the process, however, she steps in some of the water that has boiled over onto the floor [fortunately, she's got shoes on!] and slides across it, having to rather ungracefully grapple onto the counter top to stay on her feet. This also sets off a chain reaction; a few of the jars that were on the counter are knocked down, crashing loudly onto the floor, sending whatever was in them splattering all over the place. ]

For fucks sake-- [ Fortunately, it is at this point the feed decides to end. ]

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[Soma pressed his lips together, trying very hard not to laugh at that mental image.]

I guess that's why you're so enthusiastic.

...We never went trick or treating again. Ever.

[ She simply smirked, leaning back in her seat. Perhaps that WAS why she was alsways so ready to kill undead things... ]

I can believe that.

Alucard used to try and bribe me into going, but that's because he wanted to scare the little kids. I'm going to have to keep an eye on him this year, perhaps order him to stay home.

[ Except the vampire would just find a way around her order like he always did. She sighed, shaking her head. ]

How quickly time seems to fly... it feels still like I've only just arrived here.

I know the feeling. I...

[He paused, frowning.]

...I haven't even thought about going home.

[ She took her eyes from the television, focusing only on Soma now. ]

Not even once?

[Soma shook his head.]

When Mr. Arikado showed up, I was more happy that someone I knew was here rather than how we could get home.

I see... I'm sorry. He didn't get to stay long, did he?

[ She frowns. ]

...Perhaps he will come back, some day. Or you will go home and remember none of this.

[ THAT concept almost stings. She doesn't -want- him to forget all of this, just as much as SHE doesn't want to forget it... but no one can change what happens if they go home. ]

[Soma laughed, waving a hand.]

Yeah, right; I doubt I could forget anything that happened here.

Only time will tell, I suppose.

[ Even so, it did worry her; what if they ALL forgot one another? It wouldn't matter, really, and perhaps it would be for the best. They'd never be able to meet up again, after all, once returned home.

Pushing those thoughts from her mind, the young heiress sighed. ]

Do you WANT to go home? Or are you finding life here better?

Well, yeah...

[Soma paused, looking down at his neglected drink in his hands.]

I mean... I do want to see Mina... again.

[He flinched internally. Why did that sound so lame in his ears?]

Well, hopefully you will be able to leave at some point and you can return to her, hm?

[ Integra herself wasn't even sure if she wanted to go back. She knew she had to; lives were at stake and she was needed... there was little choice in the matter. ]

Mm... yeah.

[...welp, that killed his good mood. He flicked his gaze up to the TV, watching in silence.]

Try not to sound too enthusiastic.

[ Sarcasm: something she'd become very good with over the years. Sighing, she merely turned her gaze to the television as well. ]

We'll probably all be stuck in this bloody place for eternity, anywyas.

We just need to make the most of it.

[...and that time he sounded much more enthusiastic. He let out a sigh, pressing a hand to his forehead. What. Even.]

Yes, I suppose we do.

[ Integra glanced back at him out of the corner of her eye, before nonchalantly reaching into the popcorn bowl and taking a few kernels out. ]

But isn't that what we are doing already?

Oh... uh, yeah. Yeah, it is.

[ Without warning, a small piece of popcorn was unceremoniously flicked at the poor young man's forehead. ]

Are you even paying attention to the movie~?

[And DINK! Soma blinked as the kernel pounced off his forehead.]

Uh... not... really?

...

[ Sighing again, Integra rubbed at her eyes. ]

I don't feel like skipping back; did you want to go do something else, maybe? Or watch a different movie?

[Soma rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.]

It's all right. Um... I think I'll just go to bed...

Hm? Alright, then. I suppose this means I'll be heading out for the remainder of the evening.

[Soma raised an eyebrow.]

Where are you going?

[ Integra shrugged. ]

Just... out. I've been going out every night after you all go to bed. Well, other than the vampires, of course.

[ It was true, too; after she was sure most of the household was asleep, she'd simply go wandering the streets. Not so much to pick a fight with the monsters, just... to get out. Integra wasn't much fo a night sleeper, after all, although she certainly wasn't AVOIDING the creatures, either. ]

Oh...

[Soma hesitated a moment, glancing at the TV.]

Do... you want company?

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