You know what I've found amusing. . . .the fact that I stated on the very
first chapter's disclaimer that this was going to be just a "one shot" fic.
Now it's going to be an absolute epic.
I really do want to thank everyone who's been reading for their support,
and I'd also like to just say since after rereading some of my old Marvel
comics, the elder Franklin Richards is a sexy, sexy man. Look for images of
the elder Franklin in Fantastic Four #444 (or vol. 3, #15 for those non-
traditionalists.)
He's almost inspired me to go back and rework the Love and Loss series. . .
.after I finish this Hellsing epic.
And I still don't own a bloody thing.
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May 26th
The impression that my master's master has left upon her family has been absolutely perfect. I realize that Sir Integra has been schooled from birth on courtly manners and the proper way for a lady to act in polite society, it was just astounding for me to see an entire family that has been schooled in those mannerisms actually using them while in each other's presence. I felt so terribly out of place!
Sir Integra was surprised to see Mr. van Hellsing waiting at the top of the stairs back home so he could come along with us to visit her family when we arose from our daily sleep. She had been wearing a lovely violet dress and her hair was tied in a bun at the back of her neck, and though her eyes are now almost as red as my master's, the violet contact lenses she is wearing for the trip, as well as the darkened reading glasses give her an almost human appearance.
She refused to speak to Mr. van Hellsing during the trip to Kent, though it was relatively short since Sir Integra already had her private helicopter prepped for the journey before we had even arisen. But on that same note, Mr. van Hellsing did not speak to Sir Integra during the trip, which he could have tried to initiate conversation at least.
Thankfully, he has stopped flirting with me. I don't know how much longer I could have taken his bumbling advances.
I was worried that Sir Integra would be placing too much stress on herself by visiting her mother and family, but as soon as we arrived at the Wingates Estate in Kent, Sir Integra was busy sharing formalities with her mother, aunt, and cousin Spencer, and blaming the line of work that she is in on her unusual nighttime hours.
My master immediately left the group, wanting to hunt for a real victim since Sir Integra would be preoccupied with her family and therefore could not beg him to go along. Her thirst is growing worse than mine ever did in the first few weeks when I refused to drink, and I could see the longing in her eyes as she watched Alucard disappear for his evening meal. She is terribly in need of blood, and I am afraid that she may truly die if she does not feed soon.
Though her aunt and cousin Spencer are nice people, it is Sir Integra's mother that piques my curiosity the most. The Lady Elizabeth Wingates asked her daughter to come to the country to visit her, yet she is being incredibly cold toward the girl, especially after Sir Integra said that she believes the child to be female because Alucard told her this. Lady Elizabeth does not like the fact that her daughter not only lives with the undead, but is now one of the undead. This is quite unfortunate.
Spencer has asked me to meet with him tomorrow evening so he can show me around Kent, since I have never been here. He is quite personable, and I believe that Sir Integra wishes that her mother would have pushed the Catholic Spencer a little more rather than the Protestant Harker to be her husband. I believe Sir Integra would be much happier that way.
Unfortunately, dawn is approaching, and I must sleep.
Seras
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May 26th
The impression that my master's master has left upon her family has been absolutely perfect. I realize that Sir Integra has been schooled from birth on courtly manners and the proper way for a lady to act in polite society, it was just astounding for me to see an entire family that has been schooled in those mannerisms actually using them while in each other's presence. I felt so terribly out of place!
Sir Integra was surprised to see Mr. van Hellsing waiting at the top of the stairs back home so he could come along with us to visit her family when we arose from our daily sleep. She had been wearing a lovely violet dress and her hair was tied in a bun at the back of her neck, and though her eyes are now almost as red as my master's, the violet contact lenses she is wearing for the trip, as well as the darkened reading glasses give her an almost human appearance.
She refused to speak to Mr. van Hellsing during the trip to Kent, though it was relatively short since Sir Integra already had her private helicopter prepped for the journey before we had even arisen. But on that same note, Mr. van Hellsing did not speak to Sir Integra during the trip, which he could have tried to initiate conversation at least.
Thankfully, he has stopped flirting with me. I don't know how much longer I could have taken his bumbling advances.
I was worried that Sir Integra would be placing too much stress on herself by visiting her mother and family, but as soon as we arrived at the Wingates Estate in Kent, Sir Integra was busy sharing formalities with her mother, aunt, and cousin Spencer, and blaming the line of work that she is in on her unusual nighttime hours.
My master immediately left the group, wanting to hunt for a real victim since Sir Integra would be preoccupied with her family and therefore could not beg him to go along. Her thirst is growing worse than mine ever did in the first few weeks when I refused to drink, and I could see the longing in her eyes as she watched Alucard disappear for his evening meal. She is terribly in need of blood, and I am afraid that she may truly die if she does not feed soon.
Though her aunt and cousin Spencer are nice people, it is Sir Integra's mother that piques my curiosity the most. The Lady Elizabeth Wingates asked her daughter to come to the country to visit her, yet she is being incredibly cold toward the girl, especially after Sir Integra said that she believes the child to be female because Alucard told her this. Lady Elizabeth does not like the fact that her daughter not only lives with the undead, but is now one of the undead. This is quite unfortunate.
Spencer has asked me to meet with him tomorrow evening so he can show me around Kent, since I have never been here. He is quite personable, and I believe that Sir Integra wishes that her mother would have pushed the Catholic Spencer a little more rather than the Protestant Harker to be her husband. I believe Sir Integra would be much happier that way.
Unfortunately, dawn is approaching, and I must sleep.
Seras