XLV.

[dark_butler]

I'm tired. Alucard, Arthur, please allow me to rest today.

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[valentineluke]

....??

[dark_butler]

You are familiar with the concept of fatigue, are you not?

[valentineluke]

It's the cause I'm concerned about. Have any of the arrancar approached you?

[vae_victo]

Dearest Officer, I should hope that when you started mewling at their feet, you also passed unto Hellsing the act proving your castration ?

[dark_butler]

What gives you the impression that I want anything to do with you and your discarded kitchen waste failed experiment?

You and Valentine can go discuss your lacking appendages elsewhere.

[vae_victo]

Nothing to do with our --

Why, Butler. Some would say such alienation from the body is rather worrisome.

Tell me, now, has your spirit been intimate with your body, these past days? Perhaps it's missed something. Perhaps something has changed.

[dark_butler]

You use so many words to say nothing.

And I am no one's butler.

[vae_victo]

And you use so few deeds to convey so much.

Of course not. Cling-cling, my cocoa's gone cold. There's a fellow.

[dark_butler]

I did what I said I would do and died doing it. No more. No more of your brainwashing, no more cocoa, no more you.

[valentineluke]

You, the other white meat.

[vae_victo]

I would tell you to bite me, Officer, but that is both hardly a game of Officers, and covering the distance from Rose-Tinted-Glasses Land to here might leave you weary and without appetite.