Blutige Hochzeit

[genuine_human]

Who: The Major, Integra Hellsing, Alphonse Delacroix, Schrodinger, Rip van Winkle, the Doctor, Alucard, Amestrian officials, Church officials, and everybody else
Where: Cathedral in Imperial City
When: Nearing the end of Spring Court
What: Integra and the Major's wedding
Warnings: Hideous unions

Spring Court was a time where many couples came together for their unions. Having a wedding around this time would ensure prosperity and happiness for years to come. But not all couples were fortunate enough to be able to schedule their marriages during this week-long event. The Major's wedding with Integra Hellsing was a political union between the Church and Amestris. It wasn't a surprise that his could bypass much of the necessary bureaucratic channels. The Cathedral had seen decorations move in and out like a storm in these past weeks. And now, it was currently decorated with the colors of the Spring Court in one end as well as the colors of Amestris in another. The wedding was a public affair as personally requested by the Major himself. Anybody may enter the cathedral, talk among one another, and indulge in the comestibles set about on tables. The wedding would soon begin in time.

Comments

The Groom

[techromancy]

"....Ah."

That wasn't good. There was very little Dok worried about more, feared more, than upsetting his immediate commander. He just stared back at the shorter man, making sure to keep eye contact.

"Well, Herr Major..." Dok said, clumsily pulling a hankerchief from his front pocket to wipe a few small beads of sweat that were starting to form on his forehead, "While I might not appreciate the purpose to which the architecture has been given towards, I do appreciate the architecture on its own merits. The craftsmanship shows a great deal of skill, even if it might also lend itself to frivolity.

It would not be particularly good as say, ah, a siege building one might take refuge in during a battle. Would be better to level it during the battlefield but ah...as a work of architecture, church or not, it stands on its own.

What...what displeases you about it, Herr Major?"

The Groom

[genuine_human]

"Many of the men who first started construction of the Cathedral, no matter how much of their blood and sweat mixed between the stones of this building, were not able to complete it in their lifetime. It took several generations of fathers and sons, really, to finally finish this grand monument to a god of dubious existence.

... And yet."

He opens his palms and his face gives a clearly condescending look at the space in front of him.

"And yet, would you not say that in itself is an utter waste? Wasted because it was never used or realized for its own purpose. Wasted because the artists never bothered to create for himself. From then on, his talents are no longer his own. And you see, Dok, I can't help but feel bothered knowing this. The work is skilled, yes, but there is nobody who created this 'house of worship' of his own skills."

Better to raze it down.

[techromancy]

Most of the time Dok could find himself in complete agreement with the Major.

This was not one of them. It was rare when any scientist, any engineer or architect or chemist or anyone who worked with the sciences could claim that the work was solely their own. Much like large scale projects such as this, science in and of itself was made by men who would never see the full effects of their work. They would be granted small views, glimpses that seemed large at first but would be dwarfed with the passing of time. The joy of a scientist was to see their work come to fruition, this was true, but they would only ever see the beginning of the bloom, not the effects in full.

All those who worked towards these goals, whether scientific or architectural, worked with their own skills. But what they each created was a mixture of their own ability and what had been laid before them. Even Dok, who had made so much on his own, would have not been able to do so if it weren't for the discoveries of years gone by. And just as he had stepping stones, so would Dok himself be one. Or so he hoped.

And hoped his stone might be a bit bigger than others.

Still, it would be rude to contradict his commanding officer, especially on his wedding day, so Dok nods just a bit.

"You are correct, of course. Forgive me."

This might be the best place to tag anyway.

[genuine_human]

The Major gives a grin at Alucard's direction. Though silent, Alucard should definitely know exactly what the Major had to say to him. "What took you so long?" Indeed, an old enemy should not keep him waiting. Looking at his own men as well as the officials of the Church, he cries out, "Well, then, there you have it, gentlemen! The Hellsings have made themselves into enemies of the Church and have pointed its sword at Amestris! They are loathsome traitors.

Shoot to kill!" Expressing more glee than ever before, the Major gives his orders. His men were all more than prepared for such an occasion. Each carried guns and swords hidden on their persons which they now aimed at Alucard, firing and charging. The Major didn't care to bring a weapon, however. Standing in the far center of the room, completely defenseless, he watches as the carnage unfolds.

[genuine_human]

"You've done no wrong, Dok."

Man should serve man. Man should serve the self. Why pursue a conceptual and dubious existence? It was indeed a waste of talent to the Major. Perhaps, though, he appreciate Dok's work precisely because they were for the military. Dok's persisting loyalty towards fellow men, or perhaps fellow countrymen, fellow members of the Battalion, or fellow "friends" was what he appreciated most. He sees Dok's work as invaluable because it serves his purpose, but in the end, everything is transient. He will be destroyed and he will destroy. He needs tools to destroy, but even those will be used up and burnt out by the end of the glorious battle.

The Major has always been selfish. And he could never fully empathize with those who strive to create and continue creating. He is, after all, a man focused more on destruction than creation.

"There is nothing to forgive if you have done no wrong. Your work is brilliant. It will surpass those of any architect in blind pursuit of precious God precisely because it is brilliant. I only hope that the new data you will receive today furthers your research.

Show me the science that mimics a miracle. The miracle that mimics science."

[techromancy]

Dok too in his own way is selfish. More selfish perhaps then even the Major, though he didn't have as many opportunities to express it. Dok didn't quite understand camaraderie but he did understand service. Service was in fact his life.

And you could say that Dok was selfish in his service, rather than selfless in it. To serve showed everything was right in the world, showed it had order and a part that he fell into.

He just smiles at the Major's pronouncement. For it was for moments like these that he loved to serve: the praise that followed his service. He would never understand how anyone couldn't love that.

Placing a finger to the rim of his glasses, he pushes them back up while smiling. "Of course, sir. I will do my best."

And then his face turns to a small frown.

"Hmmm. I wonder if I have the time to go and find a better suit. It would only take a moment for myself and-"

[nolifeemperor]

Alucard showed no concern when the Major announced and stated the obvious. Integra came from a long line of Protestants Christians and to him, the (Catholic) Church represent a different twisted view of their God, making the Church and the Hellsing's natural enemies for ages.

Alucard is merely an instrument who carried out his Master's wrath...and a part of him will enjoy any offensive actions the Major will take out against him.

Alucard is all too ready to tear every soldier under the Major's commander asunder. Soon enough, white is stained with dark blood and the halls is filled with the squealing screams of men and the vampire freaks under civilian disguise alike.

As the No Life King tear through the first wave, he's coming after the Major, zeroing him as his target, obviously bloodthirsty and hungry for more victims to tears and kill!

AOB gave me the permission, so let's do this!

[toliveon]

The sound of a sword being unsheathed might not be that unidentifiable with all the commotions going on, especially with Alucard's increased everything.

Everyone knows that going against the No-Life King is suicidal, but apparently, someone is really willing to throw his life away for his superiors that he just jumped onto Alucard's line of view, sword drawn in a defensive position.

"You will not pass!"

SPINZAKU APPEARS

[genuine_human]

Ah. Giving that boy an invitation to his wedding seemed to provide some use, didn't it? The Major gives Alucard in the distance a dirty grin before turning away, walking to the left of the aisles and towards the exit. Despite the casualties and injuries already made, the Major would leave without a scratch. He puts his hands behind his back and casually walks towards his exit.

"You should be aware, boy, that you are facing an extraordinary opponent. Consider this your honor as a novice within the Amestrian army. Just how many stones can you throw at the shadow of death? I do wonder. Hmhm."

Approaching the door, turning the door knob, he's about to slip into the exit... only pausing to deliver one last cry:

"SIEG HEIL!"

SIEG HEIL THIS YOU LITTLE SHIT.

[integra_hellsing]

Despite the fact that she has just been shot by Rip, despite the fact that everything is falling apart around them, Integra paused in what she was currently doing -- fighting off one of the Amestrian soldiers -- to glance over at the Major as he yelled out.

The gun that he'd given her as a 'wedding gift' was the exact one she'd brought with her today, and for a reason; she'd rid the world of the Major herself. It was her right, after all.

"I don't think so, Major!" she snapped, pointing the gun and firing at him without hesitation.

[genuine_human]

Integra's aim is true and the Major is shot straight through the chest with the shot. He's thrown off his feet and falls flat on his back. The man doesn't scream, though. Down on the ground, blood begins to trickle down from the wound made in his chest. It's surely a fatal wound that went through where his heart and ribs were. For an ordinary man, there was absolutely no surviving this. The Major had energy to spare, however. He struggles to raise himself from the ground and look down at his wound. His once white suit is now completely red all over. He looks at his stained glove and gives a laugh. Oh. If only he brought his own gun for the occasion he thought. Looking up at Integra, the Major stretches his arm out at her unable to hide his ecstasy.

"Do you see? Everything has gone according to plan... since the beginning of our conflict ... except you were too slow. Far too slow for my liking. Ahahah... haah...

You're still an amateur, fraulein."

He finally falls once again, dead. A content smile stretches across his fat face.

[integra_hellsing]

Integra didn't reply to the man. Instead, she gave him an impassive look as he spoke, before turning back to her escape route. It was time to go, and she'd done what she came to do.

She didn't bother looking back at the Major as she pulled herself up onto Baskerville's back.

[nolifeemperor]

While it's true that going against the No Life King is suicidal, Alucard way of thinking and how he viewed human lives has changed significantly...meaning he gives them a small chance for survival. But that's his secret.

Alucard eyed the young swordman's evenly with no fear. "You're a foolish boy, defending an ideal that you don't understand." He smirks. "You're free to die for what you stand up for."

For that reason, Suzaku will be severely punished. Alucard's red eyes glow eerily with a hungry bloodlust. He is eager to be this boy's challenge and nightmare. "Come on, come on, what you're waiting for? Slice me, dice me, show me everything you got! I'm bored of waiting!"

It's always Alucard way to allow the opponent to strike first, and return the damage a thousand times fold to give them a nightmare and a battle they won't forget!

[toliveon]

"As long as its to protect, then I will put my life on the table should it be so!"

With that, he's going to charge at Alucard with a yell, throwing a vertical slash immediately at the immortal, and without missing a beat, continuing it with a roundhouse kick!