tenth hellsing
[Filter: Mina] [Integra made it a personal duty to check through the journals each day and make notes on interesting or potentially useful information that may have been relayed. Her eye for detail was exact, and therefore it was both surprisingly and disappointing it had taken this long to come across the name Mina Harker.
Of course she knew exactly who she was, although she did not yet associate her with the woman who had told her to stop smoking in the library. Curiosity welled rather strongly inside her, here was an opportunity to find out more about the woman that had been Alucard's downfall so many years ago. Her penmanship is steady and neat, refined as she pens a filtered letter into the journals.]
Dear Miss Harker,
I believe we have a mutual acquaintance from outside this prison, and I would be interested to meet you at your earliest possible convenience.
Yours,
Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing
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[Down in the firing range this afternoon, there comes the sound of perfectly measured shots one after the other. Integra believes in keeping all her skills honed, and as she empties yet another round of practice ammunition into the heads of the target dummies, she reflects that it may be time for some new customised weaponry based on the creatures they had already seen and fought here.
Without Alucard, her position was compromised more than she was willing to admit, although she was hardly useless in a combat scenario and Walter was extremely proficient in his art.]
This facility would benefit from a greater variety of targets. Using only stationary ones can only help advancement to a certain level, to go beyond that we need a greater challenge.
[ooc: Open over the journals or in person.]
Of course she knew exactly who she was, although she did not yet associate her with the woman who had told her to stop smoking in the library. Curiosity welled rather strongly inside her, here was an opportunity to find out more about the woman that had been Alucard's downfall so many years ago. Her penmanship is steady and neat, refined as she pens a filtered letter into the journals.]
Dear Miss Harker,
I believe we have a mutual acquaintance from outside this prison, and I would be interested to meet you at your earliest possible convenience.
Yours,
Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing
[/End Filter]
[Down in the firing range this afternoon, there comes the sound of perfectly measured shots one after the other. Integra believes in keeping all her skills honed, and as she empties yet another round of practice ammunition into the heads of the target dummies, she reflects that it may be time for some new customised weaponry based on the creatures they had already seen and fought here.
Without Alucard, her position was compromised more than she was willing to admit, although she was hardly useless in a combat scenario and Walter was extremely proficient in his art.]
This facility would benefit from a greater variety of targets. Using only stationary ones can only help advancement to a certain level, to go beyond that we need a greater challenge.
[ooc: Open over the journals or in person.]