[ Integra wasn't really all THAT surprised to find zombies when she awoke this morning. As a matter of fact, at the moment, she's calmly strolling down the street, shooting the pests in the head as they come at her.

With a sigh, she reloads her magazine. ]

My, this is just like being at home. [ Except for, you know. Alucard would be laughing and ( Read more... )

...

I am not amused.

[ hey gaiz. have a Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, just sort of... looking rather annoyed by her new surroundings.

Approach, y/n? ]

**Stretching as he woke from one of his many catnaps, Thackery yawns and stretches as he curls his tail over his body.

He yawns again as he hears his tummy grumble**

Hn. I'm hungry..

**Preparing to stalk whatever bird crossed his path, Thackery slinks off into the streets of infinity looking for food..**

[How... curious. Where was this? Was she dreaming? This was not London, not the Hellsing Manor. How had she gotten here in the first place? Integra did not even remember, try as hard as she might ( Read more... )

A flash of red lightning crosses the skies of Infinity, zigzagging as fast as light itself until it settles down on the top of a building ( Read more... )

[ Today in Infinity City, there is a curious-looking cat-boy sporting a khaki green Hitlerjugend uniform, standing in the middle of a street. ]

. . . Eh?

[ Canting his head to the side, Schrödinger glances at his surroundings, blinking slowly. ]

Vhere . . . am I? [ His cat ears perk up attentively. ] Zis place . . . does not resemble Herr ( Read more... )

Rip's knowledge of Sawyer's whereabouts was limited to the building she had entered, however the woman showed no hesitation toward knocking on every door in the building in order to find the little escapee. Since her encounter with a purple mistletoe an insufferable urge to meet her acquaintance had dominated each second of her thoughts ( Read more... )

....

Wat. What ze 'ell is zis. Where ze fuck am I?

Last I noticed I was gettin' my ass 'anded to me and-

Oh shit. Am I dead?

Hark! There be a nun! And possibly a particularly odd one, easily carrying a curiously coffin-shaped object over her shoulder. "You realize that I blame you entirely for this. I've been wandering from one edge of this world to the other, and exits aren't exactly showing themselves. What was that you'd said? 'God will grant us an exit'?" There's a ( Read more... )

Here. Have a nun ( Read more... )