Dec 11, 2010 00:04
[To say this world was different from her own was an understatement, the supernatural creatures abounding in far greater quantity and variety than she ever could have dreamed. With Alucard's amnesia combined, it would have been a simple matter to step back from this fight she was not officially charged for - after all, this was not England.
But Integra didn't know the meaning of retreat, and she would be damned before she allowed any world she resided in to be overrun by creatures without any attempt at culling them. So it is that she is seated in the lobby today, calmly flicking through the pages of the journal as she begins to make notes on any resident who has openly remarked themselves as other than human.
A cigar rests between her lips, and every so often a languid spire of smoke would be exhaled to hover in a cloud above her head. From the nearby window, turtledoves were cooing softly on the windowsill.]
I would appreciate speaking with anyone who has prior experience in dealing with creatures of a supernatural nature. If you wish to speak to me privately, that can be arranged.
[ooc: OPEN FOR KISSES and other stuffs... hurhur]
sir integra fairbrook wingates hellsing