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imperial_stage2012-02-24 09:39 pm
integra_hellsing) wrote in imperial_stage2012-02-24 09:39 pm
Well, since -he- gets one...
Who: Integra, a few of her unlucky men, and... whoever decides they really want to show up.
What: Integra's "bachelorette" party, AKA people show up and drink tea with her to celebrate this ever joyous occasion, and she'll just sit and twitch and nod.
When: February 25th, morning until... afternoon. LOL.
Where: Integra's favorite little tea shop. [NO SHENANIGANS, LADIES D:<]
Warnings: Tea time. Forever. I can't see this being very wild, this is Integra we're talking about here. Unless, naturally, someone decides to make things wild. I'm all for this, too. :D
Integra sat quietly in the corner she always sat in, very much attempting to go unnoticed by the rest of the world. With a hum, she sipped at the earl grey she'd ordered.
It was at this point, however, that the little bell on the door jingled, signaling someone else had entered. Integra's gaze lifted, to reveal three of her men, who looked somewhat... nervous. Her brows drew together. What could possibly bring them here, when they knew she was attempting to have her solitude?
Saluting, the all stepped up to her table. "Lady Integra," the first man soke up. He was tall and in his usual Hellsing attire. "I know it may not be appropriate, but the boys-- men and myself decided to pitch in to get you a little wedding gift," he blurted out wearily, the two behind him nodding quickly. Without a second thought, they shoved a tiny, horribly wrapped little box at her.
The heiress glanced at it, before shrugging and opening it carefully. Inside was... the most beautiful crystal cross necklace she'd ever seen. It was small and feminine, which, usually she would complain about or scoff at... but even she couldn't find it in her heart to do so. It was a nice gesture, and something that she'd never expected them to do.
"Thank you, it's lovely," she began, forcing herself to scoot over on her seat. "Won't you join me for a bit of tea?" she asked, wanting very much to send them away, and yet not being able to find it in her heart of hearts to do so after such a gesture. Unfortunately for her, the three sat right on down, and she sighed.
...And then, the bell jingled again.
What: Integra's "bachelorette" party, AKA people show up and drink tea with her to celebrate this ever joyous occasion, and she'll just sit and twitch and nod.
When: February 25th, morning until... afternoon. LOL.
Where: Integra's favorite little tea shop. [NO SHENANIGANS, LADIES D:<]
Warnings: Tea time. Forever. I can't see this being very wild, this is Integra we're talking about here. Unless, naturally, someone decides to make things wild. I'm all for this, too. :D
Integra sat quietly in the corner she always sat in, very much attempting to go unnoticed by the rest of the world. With a hum, she sipped at the earl grey she'd ordered.
It was at this point, however, that the little bell on the door jingled, signaling someone else had entered. Integra's gaze lifted, to reveal three of her men, who looked somewhat... nervous. Her brows drew together. What could possibly bring them here, when they knew she was attempting to have her solitude?
Saluting, the all stepped up to her table. "Lady Integra," the first man soke up. He was tall and in his usual Hellsing attire. "I know it may not be appropriate, but the boys-- men and myself decided to pitch in to get you a little wedding gift," he blurted out wearily, the two behind him nodding quickly. Without a second thought, they shoved a tiny, horribly wrapped little box at her.
The heiress glanced at it, before shrugging and opening it carefully. Inside was... the most beautiful crystal cross necklace she'd ever seen. It was small and feminine, which, usually she would complain about or scoff at... but even she couldn't find it in her heart to do so. It was a nice gesture, and something that she'd never expected them to do.
"Thank you, it's lovely," she began, forcing herself to scoot over on her seat. "Won't you join me for a bit of tea?" she asked, wanting very much to send them away, and yet not being able to find it in her heart of hearts to do so after such a gesture. Unfortunately for her, the three sat right on down, and she sighed.
...And then, the bell jingled again.
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Now that's...Alucard doesn't know what to say that. It was here that they both differ in their point of views.
"I'm a Monster, my dear Master." At that he rose up. "I'm going for a walk in the woods." Because he do love those walks...to clear his head.
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At his announcement, she merely nodded. "Very well, then. Do as you wish, Alucard."
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Rising up from his chair, tipping his hat. "Good night, my Master."
Then a pause and there's a beat.
But behind the monster, there is a man.
Is there or is there not? He searched his heart.
Maybe there is a man within him after all. That man who is gasping, struggling, reaching up towards to the surface of the light. Pitifully. Weak. Fingers clutching on a fragile bird that slips away from his fingers called Hope.
Looking at her, deliberately, the Count finally asked, "Tomorrow night, shall we go to the tea shop together?"
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"Yes, that would be nice. I think that, perhaps, we both need to relax a bit... this downtime is only brief. After next week, we will have much to do, I'm assuming, considering there are going to be a lot of people after us. So yes, we will go to the tea shop and relax tomorrow evening."
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A pause. After one brief, intense moment. It was a downtime moment, yes, but it was quite intense.
"Indeed we do." Lots of people, she said. Where they do come from and will the madness ever end.
"Looking forward to it." And being a vampire, he merely walked through the door instead of doing the human way out and open it.