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[juxta_posing]

I did manage a little fun after all, if you were curious.

It does seem the city is in a veritable uproar. People get whisked off from their beds at night to a mirror city high in the sky! People practically giving up the noses off their faces to follow!

Well, it is inventive.

Why do you keep fighting? How do you know it won't end like every

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[dandy_indeed]

Fighting?

We fight because it is fun.

[juxta_posing]

You fight the curses because it's fun?

[dandy_indeed]

Oh, is that what we're talking about?

No. We just fight.

[juxta_posing]

Interesting enough.

And what do you fight so staunchly?

[dandy_indeed]

You.

Hellsing. Iscariot, the police. The City, the deities, God, the devil, the Shinigami.

Whomever will give us a good fight.

Whoever we can war against.

[juxta_posing]

You'll fight me? Goodness, how serious. I'm afraid I'm not much of one for such things.

What's the purpose of all that effort?

[dandy_indeed]

Then you'll likely be in the way, and it won't matter.

Purpose? That's a strange thing to ask. How to say...

English is not my first language, you see. How to say...

There is no purpose.

[juxta_posing]

How ominous.

[dandy_indeed]

That is the idea, yes.

What do you expect from a kampf gruppe of a thousand vampire SS?

[juxta_posing]

What indeed?