65th Transfusion
[Video Post//Grey=Paracelsus]
[The young red-haired woman with the key through her skull, pale skin, and green eyes underlined by dark lines can be seen in front of the device. She's dressed casually in light bandage wrappings, small but negligible blood spots here and there. It's unclear whether they're fresh or not. From the perspective it seems to be on a dresser or desk of some sort. The room she's in looks nice, fancy-ish. It's dark, though, so the only things that stick out are a few shelves lined with different sets of keys, as well as a rather LARGE key-shaped axe with a face staring at the girl and her device as she speaks. When it talks, its sewn-shut mouth moves, apparently unhindered by the fact.]
I've been forgetting to make these lately... I wonder if I've forgotten anything else...?
It's hard to keep track of the people in this city... They come and go so fast, I can never keep it straight in my head. I think I've become friends with a lot of people, but... I can't remember who they all were... I wonder how many are still here...? How do you tell if a person is a friend or just kind...? Ah, it's all so confusing sometimes...
I think you're just confusing yourself. You're probably too hard about it all.
But it's-... Hnn... My love, are we friends...?
W-What? What kind of weird question is that all of a sudden? Am I supposed to be a husband or friend?
Can't we be both...?
[She sighs, laying her head down on the desk thoughtfully, the key making a soft thunk that elicits a light wince from the girl. She looks off to the side, like she's been stressing herself out over such seemingly unimportant matters for a while now.]
This place smells like blood... It sort of reminds me of home... And the reason I left...
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[Voice; Filtered to Hellsing mansion people/Megumi, etc]
Uh... Megumi asked me to... help while Paracelsus, Vivio, and I are here... So, ah, if there's anything I can do...
[The young red-haired woman with the key through her skull, pale skin, and green eyes underlined by dark lines can be seen in front of the device. She's dressed casually in light bandage wrappings, small but negligible blood spots here and there. It's unclear whether they're fresh or not. From the perspective it seems to be on a dresser or desk of some sort. The room she's in looks nice, fancy-ish. It's dark, though, so the only things that stick out are a few shelves lined with different sets of keys, as well as a rather LARGE key-shaped axe with a face staring at the girl and her device as she speaks. When it talks, its sewn-shut mouth moves, apparently unhindered by the fact.]
I've been forgetting to make these lately... I wonder if I've forgotten anything else...?
It's hard to keep track of the people in this city... They come and go so fast, I can never keep it straight in my head. I think I've become friends with a lot of people, but... I can't remember who they all were... I wonder how many are still here...? How do you tell if a person is a friend or just kind...? Ah, it's all so confusing sometimes...
I think you're just confusing yourself. You're probably too hard about it all.
But it's-... Hnn... My love, are we friends...?
W-What? What kind of weird question is that all of a sudden? Am I supposed to be a husband or friend?
Can't we be both...?
[She sighs, laying her head down on the desk thoughtfully, the key making a soft thunk that elicits a light wince from the girl. She looks off to the side, like she's been stressing herself out over such seemingly unimportant matters for a while now.]
This place smells like blood... It sort of reminds me of home... And the reason I left...
[/Video]
[Voice; Filtered to Hellsing mansion people/Megumi, etc]
Uh... Megumi asked me to... help while Paracelsus, Vivio, and I are here... So, ah, if there's anything I can do...