[ order 5 - king and God and sacrifice ]

[hellsing_knight]

[ Last Thursday - Post Office ]

[Those passing by might see Integra as she leaves, a huge, black dog following in her wake. People who venture closer might notice the animal watching them, with one (or perhaps all, if they're unlucky) of his eight eyes

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339 Brady Lane

[techno_mancer]

[Oh. What an interesting visitor. A very tall, skinny blonde man answers the door,, looking curious.]

Yeah, I'm Quinn. If you're lookin' for Hiccup too, you must be here about the forge, I'm guessin'?

339 Brady Lane

[hellsing_knight]

Correct. My name is Sir Hellsing; we spoke on the phone once before. I need a saber repaired.

[techno_mancer]

Yeah, that's right. Hard to forget a name like that. [He gives her a grin.] You're free to go 'round back 'n' see if he's there. He ain't assigned to live here, ya know? But he's often workin' on that thing.

[hellsing_knight]

[She smiles, demure.] I appreciate it. Do you work in metal forging yourself, or was your interest prompted by Hiccup?

Post office

[lunawolves10th]

[ A giant, armored thing is watching and glaring at you. His fists are clenched, and he is obviously disturbed by the sight of the hellhound. ]

Post office

[hellsing_knight]

[Haters gonna hate, man. The dog simply watches the armored...man? thing? with some interest, before Integra notices what's caught Baskerville's attention.]

Can I help you?

[Her voice is cool and taut and exceedingly controlled.]

[lunawolves10th]

..... What is that... Daemon?

[hellsing_knight]

[Sir Hellsing keeps the handkerchief in place as she looks up the eye slits in his helm. Baskerville sits down on his haunches beside her, his gaze following his master's.]

And who are you to ask such questions?

[ Gym ]

[apathetic_lion]

[ You know, out of all the classes this school offers, at least this one has something he's at least half-way familiar with. It might still prove to be a learning experience, but it's with something that may actually be beneficial to him, unlike stupid astrology or something.

He'll just be standing around awkwardly until class actually begins, per usual. ]

Re: [ Gym ]

[hellsing_knight]

[Surveying the class with her good eye, she trains it suddenly upon him, vivid blue and sharp as a blade. Integra starts toward Squall, jaw set, her pace rapid-fire. And then she steps around him, snagging two students by the arms.]

I'm terribly sorry, but your class schedules have changed.

[The two drones barely have time to protest before she's escorted them from the gymnasium and shut the door behind them. Sir Hellsing dusts her hands, squares her shoulders and walks back.]

Now that the rabble has left...I'll save all of you the welcome, I know that few, if any of you, wish to be here. My name is Sir Integra Hellsing and I am here to teach you how to defend yourselves against this God-forsaken town.

[apathetic_lion]

[ That eye was really all he needed to be assured this would certainly be one of the more interesting events of his day. Or entire stay in this damn town, really. Though rather than slouch around like any other students, Squall is standing at attention, much like one would expect from a military student. Hey, he's used to it. ]

Ready and willing, Sir.

[hellsing_knight]

[Sir Hellsing is pleasantly surprised.]

Excellent! You there, what is your name?

[Gym]

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart didn't expect to see his not!mom at school. He especially didn't expect to see her minus an eye.]

Hey!

The hell happened to your eye!?

[hellsing_knight]

I traded it for something of equal value.

[It's said with the tone of someone discussing a trip to the grocery store. Because going through the pain of losing an eye, again, is totally like buying eggs and a loaf of bread, man.]

[jaws5sonofjaws]

Oh, uh, okay.

What'd you get back?

[hellsing_knight]

My hound, Baskerville. You'll meet him once we're home.