No, my dear. I am a knight. Just as my father was, and my grandfather as well. I am a member of the British military at home, and I have earned my title. I don't believe we have ever been formally introduced, allow me to do so now.
[ Straightening up, the woman reaches up to push her glasses up the bridge of her nose again, the light from the sun casting an eerie glare across her lenses and hiding her ice blue hues from sight. ]
I am Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. A pleasure, I'm sure.
[ That last bit has her chuckling, though. She's hardly offended, she expects no less coming from this woman, after all. ]
You don't even know what I do for a living, do you? Someone like you would not understand the concept; tell me, my dear, has all that bleach you've used on your hair gone to your brain to make you the way you are?
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[ Straightening up, the woman reaches up to push her glasses up the bridge of her nose again, the light from the sun casting an eerie glare across her lenses and hiding her ice blue hues from sight. ]
I am Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. A pleasure, I'm sure.
[ That last bit has her chuckling, though. She's hardly offended, she expects no less coming from this woman, after all. ]
You don't even know what I do for a living, do you? Someone like you would not understand the concept; tell me, my dear, has all that bleach you've used on your hair gone to your brain to make you the way you are?