The formal party was to inspire peace between Iscariot and Hellsing, meaning the bigwig known as Maxwell was the main person they had to please. As Integra couldn't stand in the room with him for two minutes before they started fighting it was Silvia's job to handle Maxwell. Not saying that Integra wasn't there, she was, she just couldn't handle Maxwell's 'attitude problem' as she put it.
"Silvia can I please go change?" Ulrica wasn't having fun at all.
"Ulrica hush! We all need to be here and mingle! But that doesn't mean we like it!"
The party was actually getting off to a good start despite former belief of it becoming a disaster. Integra was sitting at a table smoking, Walter standing behind her as her 'date'. Silvia and Ulrica were standing aside watching people dance, waiting for their turn to dance with Alucard. Seras was dancing with a member of Iscariot and Alucard with Yumiko, who was blushing like mad.
"Excuse me, Lady Silvia; may I have this dance?"
Both werewolves looked over and saw Maxwell with his hand extended toward Silvia. Ulrica made a face and glared; she hated Maxwell with a passion. He had insulted werewolves just the other day, calling them 'Hellsing's lapdogs' and he thought Silvia would indulge him with a dance? Not bloody likely!
"Of course Mr. Maxwell, I would be delighted to dance with you." Silvia answered in a sickeningly sweet voice.
Ulrica's jaw hit the floor as Silvia took Maxwell's hand and stepped onto the dance floor with him as a waltz began to play. She looked at a softly growling Hans, jealousy and hurt showing in his baby blue eyes. Pip was on the other side of the room, the Wild Geese were security even though they were in suits or tuxes, and carefully inched over to Ulrica. However someone beat him to it.
"Miss Günsche, would you honor me with this dance?"
Ulrica looked to her right and saw a young man with blonde hair and grey eyes offering his hand to dance with her. Despite her dislike of Maxwell she had nothing against dancing with the seemingly nicer Iscariot members.
"Sure Mr.…?"
"Bernard."
"Very well, Mr. Bernard. Shall we?"
She took his hand and they began dancing near Silvia and Maxwell, who steered them towards the library, making Ulrica begin wondering what exactly Maxwell wanted.
~With Silvia and Maxwell~
"You are a wonderful dancer, Lady Silvia. For a mongrel."
Silvia pushed away roughly and before Maxwell could recover she had slapped him.
"How dare you say such things to me; we are trying to make peace with your organization and you are purposefully antagonizing me!" Her mismatched eyes flashed angrily.
But before anything more could be said Walter appeared and took Silvia's hand, spinning her around and dancing with her.
"Walter!"
"My lady, don't let him make you angry. It will destroy the camaraderie we are trying to build."
"Thank you for stepping in Walter,"
"Anytime Miss,"
~With Pip~
As he watched Ulrica and the man dance he could feel the jealousy welling up in his chest; he had wanted to dance with her. Seeing her nervous expression made him want to rush over and play knight in shining armor and steal her away from her dance partner. But he didn't. No he respected her enough to know that if she wanted him to, she would call for him. But oh did he want to!
The song came to an end, but the man didn't release Ulrica, instead continuing to dance with her. Pip finally snapped and made his way over to them, determined to step in.
~With Ulrica and Mr. Bernard~
Ulrica felt a sense of dread as she saw Pip walking over to her and Mr. Bernard. He looked mad, very mad, and she knew something bad was about to happen.
"Mon Cheri, may I have a dance?" he held out his hand.
"Excuse me sir; we are dancing right now."
"You had a dance with her, time to share."
"Pip-"
"Don't you dare tell me what to do!"
"You wanna fight pretty boy?!"
"Pip-"
"Bring it French Fry!"
"You son of a-"
"Captain Bernadotte!"
Both men looked at Ulrica, her hands on her hips and eyes narrowed, and Mr. Bernard fled; he didn't want to witness the lovely woman's anger. Pip straightened up and coughed nervously as Ulrica glared.
"What the fuck Pip?"
"He was-"
"Dancing with me. Is it so wrong that I was dancing with someone?"
"Yes!" Pip slapped a hand over his mouth.
But it was too late, the damage was done. Ulrica was shocked into silence for a moment; but only a moment.
"How dare you! How dare you treat me like an object! Good day Captain Bernadotte,"
"'Rica…"
"Good. Day."
With that she left the ballroom.
The Party chap.2 by ~RayneWolfspeaker
The formal party was to inspire peace between Iscariot and Hellsing, meaning the bigwig known as Maxwell was the main person they had to please. As Integra couldn't stand in the room with him for two minutes before they started fighting it was Silvia's job to handle Maxwell. Not saying that Integra wasn't there, she was, she just couldn't handle Maxwell's attitude problem as she put it. "Silvia can I please go change?" Ulrica wasn't having fun at all. "Ulrica hush! We all need to be here and mingle! But that doesn't mean we like it!"
The party was actually getting off to a good start despite former belief of it becoming a d
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