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[integra_hellsing]

[ What appears over the network is a car. It is simple; black with four doors, good size. The scene shifts to reveal Integra, who looks quite pleased with herself. ]

As much as I enjoy the horses, I went and bought a car. The payments were low enough, and while it isn't... exactly what I am used to driving, it will do. I went to the DMV a few days ago to get a license, and now I am on my way to go get the vehicle registered.

[ Pausing, she peers back at it. No more walking, no more getting horses and carriages ready... this is going to be a very, very good thing. Or bad thing, depending on her driving. This is also a good distraction from the loss of Walter. ]

Would any of my housemates want to join me? [ Yeah. She's wanting to show this thing off, okay. Who wants to take a ride with Integra? ]

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[blondandperfect]

[A good question, of course. In fact it looked like she was waiting for you to ask that. And so with a haughty laugh she replies ]

Oh I got one such a looong time ago. I can't even remember the exact date, really. But you're right, you're right, not everyone can be as accomplished as m- er, other people.

There's no shame in that~, though. It's a.. It's.. A 'nice' vehicle. I'm happy for you!

[integra_hellsing]

[ A change of subject is appropriate, she feels. She wants to make you squirm, Hattie. ]

How have you enjoyed your time here thus far, hm? Have you gone outside at night yet?

[blondandperfect]

I've been just fine, thank you very much~. In fact I've had quite the stroke of luck the past few weeks, couldn't be happier! Want to take a guess at what I bought yesterday?

[... The heck? Well that was a short lived victory!]

Wh- What? Why would I want to go and do something like that? Once was more than enough!

[integra_hellsing]

I should probably tell you right now that I do not care what you bought yesterday, but congratulations on your little stroke of luck.

[ Integra finally smiles, but it's more for appearances, really. ]

Oh, so you DID go out at night once. Did it frighten you? Can you not fight...?

[blondandperfect]

[Hattie's eyes half-lid. She's not really buying the congratulations, and she's sensing that Integra is up to something.. She's just not sure what exactly.]

Er.. W- Well, I.. It's a little difficult to explain really. I suppose it was more like sipping old milk: Not really something you'd want to do twice. I'm sure you know what I mean.. Maybe.

[She gains confidence to the second question though.]

Fight? Do I look like some sort of uncouth barbarian? What about you?

[integra_hellsing]

[ Integra tilts her head ever so slightly, a slender blond brow arching. ]

Mm. No, I cannot say I know what you mean at all. The things that happen at night here are nothing compared to what was going on in my home world when I was forced here.

[ That last bit has her smile widening, unfortunately. ]

Every woman should know how to handle herself. As for me, of course I do... I am a knight, after all, and it is my job. Did I not tell you the last time that we spoke that my hands were stained~?

[blondandperfect]

...

[Oh son of a gun, she forgot about that, having purged that unpleasent conversation from her mind. However she looks caught completely off-guard by one particular point.]

Y- You're.. A.. .. You're a..?

[Her brow twitches, and she forces a smile. A knight? No way, she refuses to accept that!]

Oh that's a lie! There's no way someone like you could become a knight! You're just some sort of abnormal.. psychopath! No wonder you couldn't get a car until now, I bet you stole it! Or threatened their life!

[integra_hellsing]

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?

[blondandperfect]

[This was madness.. Madness! She could accept that Nelliel would be a general or whatever rank she was but this.. This is pure insanity! She jerks back, almost comically, from the introduction.]

Gnnk..

[She then slams her fist upon, presumably, a table.]

H- How dare you.. How dare you! I know what qualifies as a knight and what doesn't, I'm from a kingdom full of them, you're the braindead one!

[Huff Huff. But then she grins, believing she's trapped Integra!]

Fine. Please enlighten me upon what it is you do. I'm certain princesses are sooo grateful when you come to their rescue, hmn?

[integra_hellsing]

I'll bet you are. Something tells me YOUR idea of a knight has to do with fairy-tales and that sort of rubbish. I can assure you, I've rescued plenty of princesses such as yourself.

[ Integra leans against her BEAUTIFUL CAR, looking more and more amused at all of these wonderful reactions she's getting. She grins as well when poor Hattie does, and she hums thoughtfully. ]

Very well. I run an organization dedicated to fighting off supernatural threats that attempt to invade England, its church, and its crown. By supernatural I mean the undead; ghouls -- or rather, zombies, as someone like yourself might be more familiar with, demons... but our specialty is the vampire. My home world is currently in the middle of what could very possibly be World War III because of said vampires as we speak, and just before I was pulled into this bloody place, I was on my way to put an end to the madness.

[ Rolling her left shoulder, it cracks and pops with sickening protest. ]

...Tell me, what is it that you do, other than giggle and do other useless things for society?

[blondandperfect]

...

[Hattie twists her lips in protest. Rubbish, she says. What Integra is talking about is rubbish as far as she's concerned! Not that the organization sounded impossible, but she refused to believe Integra ran it. She winces at the shoulder crack. At least she could nitpick that.]

Ugh, that's disgusting. And I.. I do important things, thank you very much. Things that won't end up with me dead in some dark alley because I had delusions of being some sort of monster slaying man-beast. The only thing I'm giggling at is you.

[A bead of sweat fell down her cheek. It wasn't that she's ashamed she's in fashion design, she's afraid it'd give Integra some sort of ammunition somehow.]

[integra_hellsing]

To think that my job involves protecting twits like you. Even so, at least it's worth it to know that I've saved a life, despite the fact that they may not have the brains God gave them.

[ Integra shrugs. She also notices that little bead of sweat; she doesn't need any more ammunition than that ]

Getting nervous, are we? Or perhaps you're simply intimidated... you never gave me your name.

[blondandperfect]

Your job indeed.

[Hattie's eyes go wide. Sweet mother of mercy, how did she know that?]

N- No. No, of course not, why would I? And I'll have you know I am Hattie of Ehvann, from the Kingdom of Lamia. And I'm commonly addressed as Lady Hattie here.

[integra_hellsing]

Well, then, Lady Hattie. I suppose that explains why you'd be so very useless in battle situations, yes, you most certainly would be a damsel in distress. I'll keep that in mind.

[ She chuckles again, and when she shifts, the light that had once glared against her lenses is gone, revealing her amused gaze once more. ]

No, you would not last a second in my world... or even in the darkness here. I do hope you have someone who can protect you.

[blondandperfect]

[When worded that way, that's really annoying. And she didn't like being told what she couldn't do, or being called useless.]

How dare you! Who do you think you are? I could too if I wante--

[Hattie quickly claps her hand over her mouth for a moment, murmuring;]

I.. Just choose not to involve myself in such matters.

[integra_hellsing]

...Could you, now? Somehow, I doubt it. You think fighting is uncouth and barbaric, after all. Something tells me you are the type who relies on others to protect her. What a shame.

[ She shrugs again. ]

If you were somehow capable of handling yourself, I'd have asked you to come out into the darkness at one point. However, I feel that you'd only end up getting killed, or worse, you'd simply get in my way.

[blondandperfect]

[Hattie sneers, having found herself trapped in a corner for a moment. Stupid solid arguments. And why is Integra so condenscending about it? She's the abnormal one! Her face turns red from geting worked up.]

You- Yo- You litte- This is ridiculous! I don't have to put up with this nonsense!

.. And I don't like your car!

[And she ends the feed.]