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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[ A brow arched. What a reaction. ]

...Yes. Halloween. You know, the holiday in which tiny children go out and get candy from strangers whilst dressed awkwardly.

O-oh, right.

I wouldn't know. I'm too old for that stuff.

[LA DE DA NOT LOOKING AT YOU ALL THE GUILT RIGHT HERE.]

...You're lying, aren't you.

[ STAAAAARE. ]

Whatmeno!

[staaaaaare...]

...yes?

...Dare I ask why?

[ UGH WHY ARE YOU MEN ALL SO WEIRD. ]

I'm going to assume something happened to you on Halloween. Am I correct?

[Soma let out an exasperated noise. He was hoping this wouldn't come up...]

...a friend of mine talked me into dressing like Dracula to get over my unease about my powers not waking up.

That Halloween? Clothes made from a certain shop turned everyone into what they were dressed as.

[Guess where he got his costume made, Integra.]

...That's pretty unfortunate. I suppose you don't like Halloween very much now, hm?

[ She doesn't really look all too surprised, but now she looks... AMUSED. ]

Are you going to dress up again this year~?

No.

[His answer is so immediate, she barely has time to finish the question.]

Can't say as I blame you. Did you end up wreaking any havoc...?

...I'm not sure. I don't remember it that well.

Hm. Well, don't worry about it. I'm sure nothing too bad happened.

[ Patting the poor young man on the shoulder, she hums. ]

I am suddenly grateful I've never celebrated Halloween. Well, my father took me out one year, but that didn't end well.

[Soma let out a faint breath as she turned her attention away from him. When he wanted to be, he could be a good liar, and telling her Dracula killed someone to prove a point wouldn't help him much at the moment.]

Oh? What happened?

[ She hummed thoughtfully, closing her eyes for a moment. ]

I was... five, six maybe? Father thought we could 'bond' if he took me out. So he made me dress up in this ridiculous Red Ridinghood outfit and we went out. Within the first... four houses, someone made the mistake of jumping out at me dressed as a zombie. I vaguely remember screaming, hitting them in the kneecap with my candy, then THROWING the bag of candy at them, and taking off down the sidewalk. At some point, Walter caught up to me.

[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. ]

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