[Bollocks. The only reason that word is running through his head is due to the thought of destruction, the amount he would cause. The aged old butler is not afraid of his words or of the vampire himself, he had learnt to deal with his ferocious sides before, but it had been a long time, if ever, that he had seen him get this riled. Yet Walter's ability to remain calm is un-faltered, he is only concerned.]
Alucard, do not do anything Sir Integra wouldn't have ordered you to do or I will have to try and stop you myself, do you understand?
[He would not attempt to kill the beast yet, he knows it impossible... But if he has to slow him down then he will try, he knows that Alucard won't kill him unless truly necessary.
[Not you as well, Walter. Of all to attempt to oppose him... The vampire laughed almost bitterly and touched his sense of consciousness to the frequency to find the Butler's presence.
In a flutter of cold wind playing at the neatly tied mane at Walter's back, the Nosferatu stepped through the wall, whilst visible damage to his right flank, that refused to heal, trickled dark blood in plotlets upon the floor.]
O' Angel, wouldst I truly defy her will? Her very desire to see this wretched city crumble before her feet?
This is her unspoken order!
[Craze surely beyond all reason, the unclean beast cackled, truly amused, if not excited by his dear old friend's threat in his voice. Even that stance the loyal butler took brought him back to a time over 50 years ago. Who spoke that time changes all things? In his eyes, Walter was as timeless as the vampire's own body.]
[He had an idea that it was her will, even that innocent blood will more than likely be spilled... But he wasn't going to let more than needed hit the pavement.
The apparation caused no new emotion, he did not jump at all.]
Sir Integra's order is easily the top, but if you are going to carelessly take down this city to find them then I will not have it.
Considering you have been left with Arthur Hellsing, one of the most, if not the most irresponsible Sir Hellsing to ever have lived as your master... I dare to let you go with what orders he may give you at this point. Alucard, as a co-worker, as a friend, let the bloodshed be as little as possible; it is not the resident's faults that they are here.
[Timeless or not, his body grew fragile over the years and he wouldn't stand that much of a chance against you if you were to attack him with full power... But if a worker was to die for the Hellsing organization, then so be it; Walter has always been willing to die for his job... That is how he knows he will die.]
[Such stalwart foolishness the likes he expected from any Englishmen with any pride left in their old brittle bones. This was why Alucard coveted Walter; in the face of Death he was the Angel of defiance, who bowed to no one but his Sworn Authority.
So alike in that regard, the vampire curved a simper of favor upon the man as he glided about him like an intangible specter and stopped as the window to the room silhouetted his form, leaving only the candle-lit glow of his scarlet eyes.]
Such judicious reason, Walter, no.. no they did not ask for this, so much as a ghoul does not ask to lose it's soul.
Yet that is what they are, dear friend. Descried over them for a year I have come to regard them just as any other freak.
Soulless.
[The word resounded from everywhere and no-where, echoing off the walls as testament to what the vampire had seen over the course of his imprisonment here.]
To live, and to die. To will one's self to survive, becomes a meaningless endeavor in this interim.
If that is how it shall be, then so be it; but I lack reason to fight with you unless you kill more than needed- and that doesn't mean kill to get me to fight.
Alas, I wouldn't mind taking a shot at these scientists myself.
Alucard, do not do anything Sir Integra wouldn't have ordered you to do or I will have to try and stop you myself, do you understand?
[He would not attempt to kill the beast yet, he knows it impossible... But if he has to slow him down then he will try, he knows that Alucard won't kill him unless truly necessary.
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In a flutter of cold wind playing at the neatly tied mane at Walter's back, the Nosferatu stepped through the wall, whilst visible damage to his right flank, that refused to heal, trickled dark blood in plotlets upon the floor.]
O' Angel, wouldst I truly defy her will? Her very desire to see this wretched city crumble before her feet?
This is her unspoken order!
[Craze surely beyond all reason, the unclean beast cackled, truly amused, if not excited by his dear old friend's threat in his voice. Even that stance the loyal butler took brought him back to a time over 50 years ago. Who spoke that time changes all things? In his eyes, Walter was as timeless as the vampire's own body.]
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The apparation caused no new emotion, he did not jump at all.]
Sir Integra's order is easily the top, but if you are going to carelessly take down this city to find them then I will not have it.
Considering you have been left with Arthur Hellsing, one of the most, if not the most irresponsible Sir Hellsing to ever have lived as your master... I dare to let you go with what orders he may give you at this point. Alucard, as a co-worker, as a friend, let the bloodshed be as little as possible; it is not the resident's faults that they are here.
[Timeless or not, his body grew fragile over the years and he wouldn't stand that much of a chance against you if you were to attack him with full power... But if a worker was to die for the Hellsing organization, then so be it; Walter has always been willing to die for his job... That is how he knows he will die.]
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So alike in that regard, the vampire curved a simper of favor upon the man as he glided about him like an intangible specter and stopped as the window to the room silhouetted his form, leaving only the candle-lit glow of his scarlet eyes.]
Such judicious reason, Walter, no.. no they did not ask for this, so much as a ghoul does not ask to lose it's soul.
Yet that is what they are, dear friend. Descried over them for a year I have come to regard them just as any other freak.
Soulless.
[The word resounded from everywhere and no-where, echoing off the walls as testament to what the vampire had seen over the course of his imprisonment here.]
To live, and to die. To will one's self to survive, becomes a meaningless endeavor in this interim.
They seek us to be nothing but rats in a ( ... )
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Alas, I wouldn't mind taking a shot at these scientists myself.
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