Order 204 [Accidental Voice Post]

[steeldame]

[Voices of a chorus of men and the metallic sound of dripping bullets.]

Salute! Sir Hellsing!

Good morning, gentlemen.

[After a pause.]I have been expecting visits after reading the numerous transmissions in the Network. I should have guessed they would be as many. Make yourself home and deliver your message, soldiers. I shall listen to what you

Comments

[reaping_havoc]

..You're affected too?

Shit.

[steeldame]

Indeed. I know better than become impressed over a curse fashioned on Dickens' classic.

I will listen to them, nonetheless.

Are you affected?

[reaping_havoc]

Most of the deceased have something interesting to say.

Nah. I guess they figured I'm around ghosts all the time anyway, soo..

Plus, almost everyone who's dead that I know are in the City anyway.

[steeldame]

I see. That is fortunate whilst I have to attend a small gathering of a few dozens here.

This better be enlightening.

[hercount]

Master.

[steeldame]

Our conversations are private, Alucard.

[hercount]

Integral.

They may not be true ghosts, Integral. Perhaps phantoms drawn from your memory at the whim of the City. I will leave you to your privacy.

[steeldame]

Fully aware of the City trickery, servant. But I still will hear what they have to say.

[favored_son]

Uh ... what?

[steeldame]

This doesn't concern you.

[favored_son]

Perhaps not him, but I'm concerned.

[steeldame]

You shouldn't be. This doesn't pain me.

[hunterborn]

So you're one of the ones watchin' out for my little girl, eh?

Thanks.

[steeldame]

Which one? Miss Lang or Miss Victoria?

You are very welcome.

[hunterborn]

Doris.

[steeldame]

She's a nice enough girl.