{✠}RAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA!! The automatic rabid-fire of a 1920's Tommy Gun clatters across the empty halls of Marshall's 3rd Floor, followed by the screech of multiple winged rats who were posing the gun...men(?) a bit of a nuisance than the help they usually were. From the sound of their barrating, it was like a child
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You got it right on the first try, I guess that makes you a genius amongst the rest of these trogs.
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[Emerald eyes stare back at crimson. Her mind was going a mile a minute to figure out the wonderful enigma that was her dear Little Alucard. Of course, that brought up one question that could possibly hold the answer. Once she got that answer, she may have to have a little chat with a certain Hellsing.]
Alucard. What year is it?
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[...Perhaps not that genius if she really didn't know that answer.]
Nin..teen.. for..ty.. four~
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Regardless, Washu will definitely be asking questions later.]
1944? I must have hit my head, please forgive my lapse in memory. You see, I've been here so long, it's hard to keep the year straight~!
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You're probably one of the labrats here, huh? Don't worry your little head, you're about to be liberated.
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Oh thank you~! You don't know how long I've waited, it's just been so horrible.. all the experiments...
[Okay, so maybe this was entertaining her a little too much.]
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