--when the time comes, we will cast these thirty pieces of silver of silver into the temple and hang ourselves with this halter made of straw--

--London looks even more like hell than I expected.

((OOC: Thinking she's back in London for Hellsing WW3.))

With Enrico, I regret--

With the other Enrico, I regret--

With Heinkel, I regret--

With Father, I regret--

In London, I regret--

We should have listened to him. We shouldn't have gone back.

We should have gone home.

((OOC: Strikes deleted.))

Whose apartment is this? Whose cat is this?

Heinkel, where are you?

How long have I been out?

This isn't London, is it? I've only seen pictures, but it looks nothing like them outside... It isn't a warzone, for one thing.

Excuse me, is anyone of the Church here? There must be someone...

((OOC: Just Arrived Curse.))

GODDAMNIT!! WHAT KIND OF POST-APOCALYPTIC SHITHOLE IS THIS?!?! It's like being back in fucking London!

[Groans in the background, running footsteps, gunshots.]

Freaking zombies EVERYWHERE and I want my sword!

Who is this Steve guy and why does he keep calling me "Claire"?

[Man's voice, not quite intelligible.]Steve, that's not my name! ( Read more... )

This isn't London. I've never been to London, but I've seen pictures and this looks nothing like them at all. It certainly isn't the Vatican or the base in Amiens.

Where is this? Whose apartment did I wake in?

I'm used to waking up in strange places, but this is all so...

...Heinkel? She must be here, I haven't been sent alone in years...

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In my opinion, memories are the sort of things that should be told, not shown.

...I just went over some of these earlier this week...

((OOC: Affected both ways. Memories ( Read more... )

I'm used to awakening in strange places and not knowing things. It's not so bad; there are things that happen when I'm asleep that I really don't want to know ( Read more... )