This is here for the benefit of improving my characterization of Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing presented version being post manga (tanko 10 ( Read more... )

[As Integra begins to engrave the four areas around the magic circle, the device is pushed away and begins to record the scene. A damp basement, filled with candles and antique objects. A young blonde woman seems focused in finishing a pentagram drawing, she's holding some amulets and a shattered golden cross of medieval origin. She's done with the ( Read more... )

Brilliant. This rubbish continues even after midnight? If you want to have a word with us, speak before I go to bed. I am not a morning person and I expect nobody dares to wake me with their frenetic chatter after dawn ( Read more... )

What is... Oh, I see, brilliant.

[sloshing sound of water]

This is absolutely ridiculous and far too bloody early to bother me over something like this.

[[Alucard]]I'm positioned on water, Alucard. Stay where you are and I do hope that your current location is in fact the cushioned comfort of your coffin. Do not seek me. Is this clear to you? ( Read more... )

The adolescent stage didn't suit me for too long. There are far too many teenagers trapped in this bloody hellhole. Admittedly, most of them are fairly mature for your apparent age and are able to behave like emancipated adults, this is an accomplishment.

I suppose the City isn't so bad. I can still manage to purchase my favorite brand of cigars.

( [[Recorded Personal Journal. Off Network]] )

Hm. I don't suppose there are many members of the Anglican clergy in this City. I don't pretend to have a grand celebration at the Westminster Abbey in this hellhole, but a degree of religious observation should be nice.

[[Private to Wesley Wyndam-Pryce and his crew // Visible to Alucard]]

Bloody brilliant. Why wasn't I reported immediately from ( Read more... )

Hm. If I only had the power to shut the Network down during these bloody curses.

Carrying on important matters, Rip van Winkle was stopped. If you wish to continue the investigation about the murders, be my guest, however the Royal Order of Protestant Knights shall not continue with this. Our target was the Lieutenant and nobody else.

Her ( Read more... )

Sir Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing-called many things by friends and foes alike from Master and Iron Maiden to less flattering like Protestant Swine, and more recently she had become the Countess- sat bathed in the twilight of her office. Her silver blonde tresses cascaded down her hips and a cloud of smoke concealed part of her features. ( Read more... )

Aren't curses supposed to end by midnight? Why are these pests still invading my headquarters?

Alucard!

Help me to throw escort them outside!