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Post by Sir Allastor Winfield on Jul 13, 2009 21:37:05 GMT -5
It had only been an hour since the meeting with the perverbial devil himself, Alucard. The entire meeting was enough to make one's nervous system go on the fritz. It was time he acted on what he had been thinking on for a while, and even dreamed of, before the vampire nightmare set in. He slowly knocked on Integral's bedroom door. "Pardon me, Sir Hellsing...I'd like to speak with you...I know I could have picked a better time...but I can't sleep due to an uneasy mind...so do you mind if I come in...?"
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 13, 2009 21:45:45 GMT -5
In her room, Integral was perched on her bed, removing her shoes. She laughs at something a deeper voice has just said, before replying to it as she drops her shoes to the floor and removes her jacket: "No, I certainly hope it put him in his place. You were brilliant, Al'card. Prudence was on the edge of her seat..."
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Post by Sir Allastor Winfield on Jul 13, 2009 21:50:43 GMT -5
His ears perked a bit at the comment he caught from inside the room. He clenched his fist and stepped back and had to stand there for a minute. He grunted to himself, almost tempted to walk away and forget it all. He knocked on the door again and wasn't in a kinder mood. "Sir! I asked if I may enter!"
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Post by Ellycard on Jul 13, 2009 21:55:03 GMT -5
"Putting Prudence on the edge of her seat is not exactly a hard task," Alucard points out, completely ignoring the man at the door. "Although I do seem to have worn myself out a little. Tonight's offerings were somewhat meagre, meal-wise." He grins at her suggestively.
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Post by Sir Allastor Winfield on Jul 13, 2009 21:57:36 GMT -5
He rolls his eyes and growls. "Fuck this!" He walked down the hall way before shoving his fist into the wall with a loud bang. He practically kicked is own door in before slamming it behind him.
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 13, 2009 22:06:17 GMT -5
Integral jumps, first at the yelling at her door, then at the sound of Allastor's fist against the wall, then finally at the sound of a picture frame hitting the floor. "Allastor?" she asks her pet, "Please tell me it's just him crashing about?"
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Post by Ellycard on Jul 13, 2009 22:11:09 GMT -5
"I think he desires your attention, Master," Alucard says, feigning innocence. "Perhaps you should invite him in?"
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 13, 2009 22:15:55 GMT -5
She nods and pads to the door in her stocking-feet. "Noticed, did you?" She turns the door-knob and pokes her head outside,"Sir. Winfield?" She frowns at the portrait of some deceased family member face-down on the cold floor. "Poor Aunt Agusta," she murmurs, catching sight of the other knight down the hall. "You wanted to see me?" she asks, leaning against the doorframe.
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Post by Sir Allastor Winfield on Jul 13, 2009 22:24:49 GMT -5
At this time, the Young Knight had already had his two suitcases on his bed packing them. "I did! Yes!" He whirled around pointing a finger at her. "Look here, bitch. I came to work here as a wish for my father, that's it. I didn't sign up for, 'Lets slap around the new guy because he likes to show his ass,' Ya did?" He slams one of his suitcases shut. "I never have and I won't take this shit. Fuck my old man's wishes. This is complete and total bullshit." He popped his neck in frustration. "You have the audacity to say my 'antics' are childish. Well take a step back and look in the mirror lady! You are acting just as childish as I do!" He snapped the other suitcase shut. "I'll be gone by the morning, Got it? You won't have to deal with my antics."
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 13, 2009 22:35:09 GMT -5
She blinks at him, head cocked to the side. "Is that what you wanted, then? To tell me you're running away from home? Isn't that what you did in school? You stayed away so long that your father died without you by his side?" She takes a few steps into the room and takes one of his shirts of the nearest pile and absently folds it. "You're welcome here, but I can't have you poking fun at Walter, Prudence, or my ...unusal employees. I'm afraid that andrew bloke may rip your head off...and I can't control him the way I can Al'card." She turns and places the shirt back in it's drawer. "There's no reason for you to leave. Just...consider the things you intend to say before..." She sighs, closing the drawer. "before you hurt someone."
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Post by Sir Allastor Winfield on Jul 13, 2009 22:46:58 GMT -5
His smirk looked more sick than usual. "Take your own advice. I may act like a total block headed dolt, but I'm far from it. I hate being serious. And I have to enjoy life." He runs his fingers through his hair. "Jeez lady! You need to loosen up! You are right, I do need to cool my jets a bit. But you need to lay off me a bit. I have feelings like you do." His mind began to peer into hers trying to see if he was getting anywhere. "I'll stay...for my father's sake. And for your information...I didn't run away from my fathers dieing state..." He stepped forward towards her, not menacingly but concerned almost. "I begged for him to let me come home and be with him, but he forbade it...He wanted me to keep the A grades rolling..." He bit his lip trying to forget about the whole funeral and his father's death. "I'm sorry...But this isn't want I wanted to tell you..."
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 13, 2009 22:54:50 GMT -5
Integral nods solomly, turning and plucking up another of the boy's shirts. "What did you wish to speak to me about?" She folds the oxford carefully, placing it in it's drawer.
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Post by Sir Allastor Winfield on Jul 13, 2009 23:11:52 GMT -5
He groaned a bit while rubbing his temples. "Well again, I apologize for the outburst of anger...I should have handled it more...appropriately..." He looked into her eyes and sighed. "I was going to ask if you would like to come to dinner with me tomorrow night...my treat..."
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 13, 2009 23:15:27 GMT -5
She drops the shirt, staring at the boy. "No." With that, she turns and stalks out the door, almost sprinting to her room, she trips over the portrait of her aunt, curses loudly, then slams her door.
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Post by Ellycard on Jul 13, 2009 23:20:15 GMT -5
Alucard is waiting as his master arrives, lounging on the bed as if it were his own. "So how did it go?" He asks, smiling almost pleasantly.
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