*laughs* Wow. I can't believe someone took Anika's concern as her being a
spoiled brat. . . . . that was totally not my intention for that chapter. I
was just hoping to show that she's actually kind of normal (as normal as
one growing up in that family can be) and was more overjoyed than anything
to see her sister finally not appear depressed or emotionless.
Same disclaimers, and that's about it. Time to change around the POV of this fic for a while.
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November 13
Devries is going to come with us to London for Christmas Holiday this year, and I will steal her away from that bastard father of hers if needed. Like he could stop me even if he tried. Hell, he couldn't stop Seras if he tried.
But then again, he likes Seras. Maybe we should send her to Haarlem to soften the blow of not having Devries home for the holiday. My master just chuckled at the idea as she drew it from my mind when we lay together the last time, loving the idea that Seras could possibly ruin Harker's reputation with a few well timed photographs.
He would lose his precious Lillith if that woman ever found out that her husband was cheating on her, with no less than a vampire that is in his services. Then again, it's been almost fifteen years since the affair between Seras and Harker began, and it seems as if Seras is the only one who is ashamed of this fact.
Argetni was furious when she first found out, threatening to kill Seras by the worst possible means, but then after a few months of separation and reflection, my master thought it was more than hilarious to think of her former husband trying to replace her in his bed by recruiting any vampire he could.
This is just another reason that we enjoy so much freedom under the rule of Harker van Hellsing, as Seras keeps teasing him with her feminine qualities, and also promising that if he's good enough to all of us, she will convince Argetni to be his again.
Oh, that was amusing to see Harker's reaction to Argetni after not seeing her for almost a decade. The portrait of Sir Integral Hellsing that he had commissioned after her death was hanging in his office beside the portraits of the other Hellsing leaders, and when he entered one night, Argetni was standing there, wearing a tight fitting hunter corset and leather studded mini skirt with thigh high boots because she was planning on going out to feed on a mortal that night and needed to attract them the easiest way it is possible for a woman to do so. She commented that the skin on the portrait was too dark, as it made her look African instead of just tanned, before walking over to the desk that was formerly hers and leaning over to give him an eyeful of cleavage that was barely remaining in the tight apparel.
How could I have been far away from this entertainment? I was hiding in a shadow and had to bite my lip to keep from laughing as he reached out and caressed her mocha skin, for Argetni is getting darker as she ages, to which she just chuckled. He begged for her to stay so he could have what was rightfully his through the bonds of marriage in the Holy Anglican Church.
That was his biggest mistake, quoting the church in front of my Master. Argetni does not wish to be in service to any church whatsoever now that she must live off the basest of sins, so my beautiful master turned on the heel of her boot and grabbed his wrists pinning them above his head, for she is taller than Harker, and growled a warning before ripping a piece of his cheek from his face, then lapping the blood away from it, making sure that it was the most painful experience he had ever been through.
Ahh, how this old mind likes to think of the past. . . .
As for taking Devries on holiday with us, I do not think it will be very difficult to convince the girl, for she is taking wonderfully well to her studies, and can now even be shot in the chest without being stopped. Once she can stop bullets before they pierce deeply in to her skin, I will shoot her in the heart and then the head. Only then will I consider her a fully trained regenerator, as regrowing limbs was an easy task for her to learn.
Seras has also made her into a fine marksman in quite a short time, and with her mental abilities to track my kind, she has even effectively brought me out of my other forms, and has learned the best spot to aim in to the fog whereas to break my concentration so I will retake my human form.
Granted, she doesn't kill me, but it is startling to have a human that can work just as well as any vampire in existence. She could lead and be Hellsing's army all at the same time.
As for her diplomacy skills, this is the area where she is lacking the most, but her teacher was never the best of diplomats either. Argetni is upset that the girl laughs too much about learning of the Protestant Knights, how to deploy troops accurately, and how to read reports of unnatural occurrences to decide whether or not they warrant the help of the Hellsing Organization.
She needs to remain in England until it is time for the coup to dethrone Harker van Hellsing, for it is the only land where she will remain safe from the prying eyes of her family.
I do hope Seras is charming enough to allow Harker to grant us permission to take his daughter from him. Not that it matters, but it is funny to hear the tales that she tells of the leader of our Organization and the great effort he puts in to keeping his relationship with a vampire secret.
Then again, why should we care about the trivial matters of mortals? If we want the girl, we will take her, no matter what. It will be as simple as that.
Alucard
Same disclaimers, and that's about it. Time to change around the POV of this fic for a while.
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November 13
Devries is going to come with us to London for Christmas Holiday this year, and I will steal her away from that bastard father of hers if needed. Like he could stop me even if he tried. Hell, he couldn't stop Seras if he tried.
But then again, he likes Seras. Maybe we should send her to Haarlem to soften the blow of not having Devries home for the holiday. My master just chuckled at the idea as she drew it from my mind when we lay together the last time, loving the idea that Seras could possibly ruin Harker's reputation with a few well timed photographs.
He would lose his precious Lillith if that woman ever found out that her husband was cheating on her, with no less than a vampire that is in his services. Then again, it's been almost fifteen years since the affair between Seras and Harker began, and it seems as if Seras is the only one who is ashamed of this fact.
Argetni was furious when she first found out, threatening to kill Seras by the worst possible means, but then after a few months of separation and reflection, my master thought it was more than hilarious to think of her former husband trying to replace her in his bed by recruiting any vampire he could.
This is just another reason that we enjoy so much freedom under the rule of Harker van Hellsing, as Seras keeps teasing him with her feminine qualities, and also promising that if he's good enough to all of us, she will convince Argetni to be his again.
Oh, that was amusing to see Harker's reaction to Argetni after not seeing her for almost a decade. The portrait of Sir Integral Hellsing that he had commissioned after her death was hanging in his office beside the portraits of the other Hellsing leaders, and when he entered one night, Argetni was standing there, wearing a tight fitting hunter corset and leather studded mini skirt with thigh high boots because she was planning on going out to feed on a mortal that night and needed to attract them the easiest way it is possible for a woman to do so. She commented that the skin on the portrait was too dark, as it made her look African instead of just tanned, before walking over to the desk that was formerly hers and leaning over to give him an eyeful of cleavage that was barely remaining in the tight apparel.
How could I have been far away from this entertainment? I was hiding in a shadow and had to bite my lip to keep from laughing as he reached out and caressed her mocha skin, for Argetni is getting darker as she ages, to which she just chuckled. He begged for her to stay so he could have what was rightfully his through the bonds of marriage in the Holy Anglican Church.
That was his biggest mistake, quoting the church in front of my Master. Argetni does not wish to be in service to any church whatsoever now that she must live off the basest of sins, so my beautiful master turned on the heel of her boot and grabbed his wrists pinning them above his head, for she is taller than Harker, and growled a warning before ripping a piece of his cheek from his face, then lapping the blood away from it, making sure that it was the most painful experience he had ever been through.
Ahh, how this old mind likes to think of the past. . . .
As for taking Devries on holiday with us, I do not think it will be very difficult to convince the girl, for she is taking wonderfully well to her studies, and can now even be shot in the chest without being stopped. Once she can stop bullets before they pierce deeply in to her skin, I will shoot her in the heart and then the head. Only then will I consider her a fully trained regenerator, as regrowing limbs was an easy task for her to learn.
Seras has also made her into a fine marksman in quite a short time, and with her mental abilities to track my kind, she has even effectively brought me out of my other forms, and has learned the best spot to aim in to the fog whereas to break my concentration so I will retake my human form.
Granted, she doesn't kill me, but it is startling to have a human that can work just as well as any vampire in existence. She could lead and be Hellsing's army all at the same time.
As for her diplomacy skills, this is the area where she is lacking the most, but her teacher was never the best of diplomats either. Argetni is upset that the girl laughs too much about learning of the Protestant Knights, how to deploy troops accurately, and how to read reports of unnatural occurrences to decide whether or not they warrant the help of the Hellsing Organization.
She needs to remain in England until it is time for the coup to dethrone Harker van Hellsing, for it is the only land where she will remain safe from the prying eyes of her family.
I do hope Seras is charming enough to allow Harker to grant us permission to take his daughter from him. Not that it matters, but it is funny to hear the tales that she tells of the leader of our Organization and the great effort he puts in to keeping his relationship with a vampire secret.
Then again, why should we care about the trivial matters of mortals? If we want the girl, we will take her, no matter what. It will be as simple as that.
Alucard