The morning sun graced the many halls of the Hellsing mansion with its warm glow, its soft delicate rays dancing atop various objects. As Walter trudged down the halls, he mentally prepared for his most dangerous task of the day: waking Vira.
as he reached the door, Walter gulped and readied the long pole in his hand as he stood to the side and gently knocked on the door. "Lady Vira, it is time to get up" Walter said through the door as he awaited an answer. when he got no reply, he gently opened the door from the side and cautiously poked his head around the door frame. Vira was snoring loudly and spread eagled on her stomach, still in her blood soaked uniform complete with weaponry. Walter inwardly sighed as he readied the pole. he gently poked the bottom of her boot while he whispered for her to awaken. when Walter got no reply, he poked her in the side earning him a growl. with one sharp final poke to the side, Vira rolled off of the bed with a loud thump as she sluggishly crawled her way to the bathroom whilst mumbling profanities. seeing as how Vira was awake, Walter let loose a sigh of relief that he didn't need to repair anything.
Sir Integra was already at the breakfast table enjoying her tea and reading the paper when Vira shuffled in and slumped into the nearest chair. as Vira began wolfing down her breakfast, Integra looked over the top of the paper that had held her attention not a moment ago to focus on the mess that was Vira. "you do know that your hair is sopping wet?" Integra questioned as a strand of raven hair stuck to Vira's cheek. Vira ignored the question as she finished off her plate and began to gulp down her juice. as the maids cleared away the table, Integra eyed Vira closely as she slowly stood and wandered back out into the halls, no doubt back to bed. Integra rolled her sapphire eyes as she returned to inspecting the contents of her paper.
As evening quickly rolled around, the mansion began to take on a life of its own. Vira was engaging in small talk with her troops as they waited for a mission in the rec room as Seras timidly walked in. the men all stopped to ogle at the sight of the young woman. Noticing the uncomfortable stares, Seras squeaked as she looked around the room, desperate for someone to save her. with no such luck, Seras quietly sat down on one of the various lounges as a young man quickly sat down beside her. "so, what's a beauty like you doi'n in a place like this?" the man enquired. seeing that Seras had blushed at the question, the rest of the men burst into laughter. Vira failed to laugh at the situation unfolding and quickly stepped in to defuse it. Seras was surprised as Vira grabbed the young man by the collar and dragged him out into the courtyard. "100 laps now" Vira growled as the young man whimpered in fear and quickly began running. Turning to look back at the faces of the men peering out from the rec room, they quickly scattered when they noticed the look in her eyes. As she trudged back into the rec room she pointed at Seras "you with me now" she stated plainly as she began down the hall. Seras looked at the other men in confusion as they all removed their berates as she walked out to meet Vira. when she caught up to Vira, Seras had attempted to make small talk "um t-thank you for saving me back there. I'm Seras Victoria" she said with a wide smile plastered on her face. Vira refused to answer the police girl as she opened up one of the private drawing rooms. "please, make yourself at home" Vira explained as she gestured for Seras to enter. taking her Advice, Seras timidly walked in and sat on one of the luxurious sofa's as Vira closed the door and slumped onto the sofa opposite Seras. "um I don't know if you heard me before but, thank you for saving me back there." Releasing a heavy sigh, Vira finally acknowledged Seras "anytime, so how's life with jackass?" Seras looked at Vira in confusion at her question "I'm sorry, who?" "Christmas 'worst nightmare, the gun nut, Rudolf the red nose boozer" seeing the confusion on the poor girls face, Vira got to her point. "Alucard?" Vira sighed as she sat up a little. Seras piped up at the mention of the vampire in question. "why do you call him 'Rudolph the red nose boozer'?" Vira chuckled at Seras' question. "Because last Christmas, he got loaded and ran around stealing all the shopping mall Santa coats and a police car, drove to the local booze shop, nicked two kegs of high quality booze then disappeared. after that, the police received two more reports of him nicking booze in the area. they later found him in the nearest national park surrounded by plastic deer, six empty kegs, three empty bottles of tequila wearing a Santa outfit with a red glowing clown nose and a burning police car nearby. when he finally regained consciousness, he was speaking in an Irish accent thinking he was a leprechaun throwing lucky charms at them when they tried to arrest him. he then proceeded to steal their police car, drive it to the local service station, drench the it in petrol both inside and out, and light it on fire singing, "I found my pot'o gold!" whilst dancing an Irish jig. he later avoided capture and after evading all detection, arrived back here. the police still have an active warrant on his arse and every year it gets bigger! I'm just waiting for it to hit the 20 million mark before I cash it in so I can buy a lifetime supply of count chocula, chips, pop tarts and chocolate." Vira says as she stares into the distance in longing. "by the time that bounty hits the 20 million mark, you'll be 86!" a dark ominous voice replies. "what happened to you last year that caused you to go on that rampage anyway?" Vira calls back "I don't know it had something to do with an Irish catholic priest in a Santa costume I don't really remember much after that point, all I know is I wound up in an Irish pub with drinks on the house the rest is a blur!" the ominous voice replies. Whilst Vira and the voice continued their conversation, Seras remembered seeing the warrant in question at her old job and tried not to laugh at the notion of her master doing those sorts of things.