[ order 2 - be mine, sister salvation ]

[hellsing_knight]

“…It is the LORD who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not leave you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.”
--Deuteronomy 31:8

[ Action - Downtown - Pre-dawn ]

[Mayfield seems determined to reignite her unsavoury memories of the Major's siege on London. The nuclear holocaust did a fair job of it, but Integra has long since

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Downtown

[agentof_fortune]

[As far as she'll be able to tell, no one's in this area... although the cannibals seem intent on busting into one particular building, and they're having a peculiar amount of difficulty just getting the door open. Odd.]

Downtown

[hellsing_knight]

[Odd indeed. They seem to hunt like pack animals, and like dogs sniffing at a cabinet door, they know where their source of food is hiding. One of them carries a Browning Automatic-5 shotgun, what light there is glinting off its engraved receiver. Something to avoid, then.

Three, two- and whomever it is on the other side of the door might hear the sound of combat, gunshots firing and something not unlike the noise a watermelon makes when it lands on something hard.]

[agentof_fortune]

[After the noise of the fighting dies down, there's an extended pause before the door creaks slowly open... for the first few inches. Then it just falls off its hinges. The girl behind it leaps aside, as the door falls back on top of the chair that had been barricading it, fracturing both.

The girl stumbles out, looking around at her surroundings.]

Was that all of them?

[hellsing_knight]

For the moment. [Integra is bent over the corpses, rooting through pockets and belt pouches for ammunition. It...wouldn't be a good idea to look at their heads for too long. She spends a moment expertly dismantling their guns, pausing on the Browning before it, too, is taken apart.]

Were you the only one down there?

[agentof_fortune]

It was only me, yes. [And wow, what heads? She averts her eyes accordingly.] I was caught off guard. Had I known we had company, I wouldn't have come out here alone, let alone unarmed.

[hellsing_knight]

Here. Take this. [Have a rather sharp hatchet, handle-first of course.] Courtesy of our new friends.

I intend to keep fighting. You may leave or come with me, it's your choice.

[agentof_fortune]

[She accepts it, despite eyeing it warily even as she holds it.]

I tend to favor handguns, but I suppose I'll have to make do.

I'll stay with you. In my experience, there tends to be strength in numbers. Might I ask your name?

[hellsing_knight]

Handguns are well and good until you've run out of bullets. You should take care to familiarize yourself with a melee weapon.

[She stands, standing up her steel bar like a knight's lance.]

Sir Integra Hellsing. And yours?