SLOW! Okay yeah it's slow. I'm sorry I haven't updated for a while
and I'm sorrier to say the next time it will probably be longer. This is
complete and utter filler. I just wanted to post something so it wouldn't
be a month before my next update.
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The Rolls Royce sat patiently in the heavy traffic of the London streets. Winston sat idly playing with the button of his shirt cuff. It was developing into a habitual coping mechanism for him. Despite Walter's best efforts Winston couldn't quite seem to shake his melancholic disposition. He wanted answers that no one was giving him and since no one was talking he just wanted to be left alone. Yet, the Hellsing butler prattled on asking endless questions in the drivers seat.
"So Winston are you excited about starting school again?" asked Walter.
"I guess, I mean I never attended an actual school before," he replied rather unenthusiastically.
"Right. Private tutoring is of course best when dealing with small children. I believe so in any case, but this private academy will prepare you for college. A person should be able to socialize well with others, especially at your age. Did you have many friends in Ireland? You know you're free to write to or call whomever you wish."
Walter was oblivious to the slight sting he had inflicted upon Winston. Not wishing to talk about the subject of friends Winston simply replied in monotone, "I'll keep that in mind."
Feeling that it was perhaps best to be open with the boy Walter decided to speak candidly hoping it might bring Winston out of the doldrums. Walter sighed heavily and then spoke. "I think you've had a real bad game of it since you came here Win. Lord knows it's a lot to take in but it won't do any good to sulk forever."
Winston felt tempted to yell some snide retort back at Walter but instead he suddenly smiled and began to chuckle to himself.
Walter turned his head ninety degrees looking over his shoulder and stared at Winston for a moment incredulously. "May I ask what's so amusing about my speech?"
Winston continued to laugh finally breaking into a smile. "Nothing. I guess it's just you called me Win."
"Yes and?"
"Well it's just I had completely forgotten how much I hate my name. Nobody I like has ever called me Winston. I can't really stand the name but I haven't even thought about correcting anyone."
Walter looked at Winston for a moment still failing to see why his comment was particularly humorous but agreeing full heartedly with the boy. "I suppose it is a bit haughty but I have a suspicion Integral named you after a cigar she." Walter's statement trailed off when he suddenly became conscious of the fact he was acknowledging the relationship between Winston and Integral.
Winston stared at Walter for moment wondering how it was that Walter knew. He really didn't look anything like Integral except for the eyes; and though pale blue eyes were uncommon there were other people in the world with such eyes.
The air grew thick with silence and Walter became somewhat desperate for sound to slice through it. "In any case if you prefer Win, it will do fine. Although" -he paused not wanting to bring up Integral's name again but conscious of her wishes- "I wouldn't necessarily ask certain people to call you that."
An amused smirk played about Winston's lips that reminded Walter very much of Alucard. " 'Certain people' of course. Wouldn't want to upset anyone, especially not mommy dearest." he mumbled the last part more to himself but Walter's never failing ears picked up on it.
Though Winston's rude behavior was uncalled for in Walter's opinion at least he wasn't acting withdrawn from the world and so Walter decided to chalk up Win's attitude to normal preteen conduct.
The car continued to move on in silence until it gently glided to a stop in font of a massive cathedral like building. It appeared to be older than the dirt it was laid on. The thick stone was beautiful and pristine enough that one could tell the building was taken care of but at the same time worn enough that one knew it was a very aged edifice.
When Winston stepped out of the car he suddenly felt very cold despite the rather tepid October air. In truth he had been looking forward to the prospect of going to a real school but his heart dampened as he looked upon the large marble plaque that greeted him. 'The Danbury Regional Saint Thomas School for Boys Established in 1897.' The sign seemed to continuously mock him even after dashing away any hopes he may have had.
Walter walked on as Winston stared blankly at the sign. When he finally did take his eyes off the plaque Win had to case after Walter to catch up. Winston trailed behind Walter as he maneuvered his way through the building. They walked until they reached what was apparently the main office.
A woman in her mid forties smiled at them both as they entered. "You must be here to enroll Mr. Richmond as per Sir Hellsing's request."
"Yes. I handle Sir Hellsing's business. As I explained in our telephone conversation Mr. Richmond doesn't have a school transcript as he was previously tutored but I'm sure he can take any necessary placement tests."
The woman smiled widely with a blatant facade. "That won't be a problem. We have good standing with the Hellsing family. With the exception of Integral for obvious reasons we've enrolled most of the Hellsing family since our founding in 1897. We're more than happy to accept Winston into our student body. We're quite proud Sir. Hellsing considered us when this young man stepped into her care. It's quite tragic really losing his parent's when he was just a baby and now his only aunt but oh dear I've said to much."
The woman looked at Winston who seemed to look quite pale after her speech. Walter stepped in hoping to leave the building as quickly as he could. "In that case can I ask what I need to complete to enroll him?"
"Oh of course we just wanted you to fill out these forms-" she stepped over to a desk and reached under it pulling up some papers "-and we were hoping to give Winston an interview with an advising counselor and the Headmaster but since it's a Saturday he can do that on Monday before he starts class."
"Thank you," Walter replied and quickly turned to leave pulling Win with him.
"Do send our regards to Integral will you." The woman smiled and waved the two men off but neither looked back except for a polite nod Walter gave as he stepped out of the office door.
"What was that about?" Win asked Walter as they stepped through the halls.
"I believe Integral made a donation to see that you got in quickly with as little paperwork as possible."
Winston did not respond to Walter's comments as they left the building. It probably wasn't necessary for Integral to do such a thing but she obviously didn't want to deal with a lot of questions from the lovely establishment that Win would soon be calling his school.
When they were once again on the road Winston's spirits again seemed to be a little better. Maybe he was wrong about the school. It really wasn't that bad and they seemed quite hell bent on kissing Integral's ass. Winston continued to ponder to himself as they drove on heading for Oxford Street.
When the car again came to another stop Walter parked along the curb of a particularly crowded shopping street. People scurried about on the sidewalks peering into shop windows ogling items that were hideously expensive. It was far to busy for Win's tastes. He was used to quite green rolling hills and the nearest person being the groundskeeper who never spoke.
"Well Win where to first?" Walter questioned eagerly.
"I don't really know. Don't I need a uniform?" Winston asked flatly.
"That's not necessary it will be sent to the mansion. However, you are going to need a nice suit and some slacks too." Walter turned and looked at Winston for a second taking in the jacket three sizes too big for him. "Yes and a decent jacket," he added.
"How about that one?" Winston's eyes glowed for a moment as he pointed to a window with a black trench coat, a tan wool coat for winter, and a knee length suede burgundy casual jacket.
"Which one?" Walter questioned have a strong feeling already it was the burgundy one.
"The one that's suede."
Walter frowned for a moment. "Right, well let's see if they have it in a different color. Maybe a nice navy to match the color of your eyes and also it has to fit right Win." Walter turned to look a Winston, silently voicing his disapproval of Winston's current coat.
"Ok"
The two men walked into the store. Winston for the, first time since he had woken up, wasn't thinking about Alucard and Walter was busy gearing himself up for a long day of shopping, which he wasn't looking forward to much.
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OK folks sorry about this. Maybe next time you'll bite your tongue LSR-7 when you congratulate me for my alacrity. I guess I've been busy. BTW Winston I'm afraid was always supposed to be cut down to Win but I got so sidetracked I couldn't find an appropriate moment for him to mention his name. Anyway He'll be Win to Walter and Ceres and maybe on occasion Alucard but never to Integral. So I hope you can adjust to that.
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The Rolls Royce sat patiently in the heavy traffic of the London streets. Winston sat idly playing with the button of his shirt cuff. It was developing into a habitual coping mechanism for him. Despite Walter's best efforts Winston couldn't quite seem to shake his melancholic disposition. He wanted answers that no one was giving him and since no one was talking he just wanted to be left alone. Yet, the Hellsing butler prattled on asking endless questions in the drivers seat.
"So Winston are you excited about starting school again?" asked Walter.
"I guess, I mean I never attended an actual school before," he replied rather unenthusiastically.
"Right. Private tutoring is of course best when dealing with small children. I believe so in any case, but this private academy will prepare you for college. A person should be able to socialize well with others, especially at your age. Did you have many friends in Ireland? You know you're free to write to or call whomever you wish."
Walter was oblivious to the slight sting he had inflicted upon Winston. Not wishing to talk about the subject of friends Winston simply replied in monotone, "I'll keep that in mind."
Feeling that it was perhaps best to be open with the boy Walter decided to speak candidly hoping it might bring Winston out of the doldrums. Walter sighed heavily and then spoke. "I think you've had a real bad game of it since you came here Win. Lord knows it's a lot to take in but it won't do any good to sulk forever."
Winston felt tempted to yell some snide retort back at Walter but instead he suddenly smiled and began to chuckle to himself.
Walter turned his head ninety degrees looking over his shoulder and stared at Winston for a moment incredulously. "May I ask what's so amusing about my speech?"
Winston continued to laugh finally breaking into a smile. "Nothing. I guess it's just you called me Win."
"Yes and?"
"Well it's just I had completely forgotten how much I hate my name. Nobody I like has ever called me Winston. I can't really stand the name but I haven't even thought about correcting anyone."
Walter looked at Winston for a moment still failing to see why his comment was particularly humorous but agreeing full heartedly with the boy. "I suppose it is a bit haughty but I have a suspicion Integral named you after a cigar she." Walter's statement trailed off when he suddenly became conscious of the fact he was acknowledging the relationship between Winston and Integral.
Winston stared at Walter for moment wondering how it was that Walter knew. He really didn't look anything like Integral except for the eyes; and though pale blue eyes were uncommon there were other people in the world with such eyes.
The air grew thick with silence and Walter became somewhat desperate for sound to slice through it. "In any case if you prefer Win, it will do fine. Although" -he paused not wanting to bring up Integral's name again but conscious of her wishes- "I wouldn't necessarily ask certain people to call you that."
An amused smirk played about Winston's lips that reminded Walter very much of Alucard. " 'Certain people' of course. Wouldn't want to upset anyone, especially not mommy dearest." he mumbled the last part more to himself but Walter's never failing ears picked up on it.
Though Winston's rude behavior was uncalled for in Walter's opinion at least he wasn't acting withdrawn from the world and so Walter decided to chalk up Win's attitude to normal preteen conduct.
The car continued to move on in silence until it gently glided to a stop in font of a massive cathedral like building. It appeared to be older than the dirt it was laid on. The thick stone was beautiful and pristine enough that one could tell the building was taken care of but at the same time worn enough that one knew it was a very aged edifice.
When Winston stepped out of the car he suddenly felt very cold despite the rather tepid October air. In truth he had been looking forward to the prospect of going to a real school but his heart dampened as he looked upon the large marble plaque that greeted him. 'The Danbury Regional Saint Thomas School for Boys Established in 1897.' The sign seemed to continuously mock him even after dashing away any hopes he may have had.
Walter walked on as Winston stared blankly at the sign. When he finally did take his eyes off the plaque Win had to case after Walter to catch up. Winston trailed behind Walter as he maneuvered his way through the building. They walked until they reached what was apparently the main office.
A woman in her mid forties smiled at them both as they entered. "You must be here to enroll Mr. Richmond as per Sir Hellsing's request."
"Yes. I handle Sir Hellsing's business. As I explained in our telephone conversation Mr. Richmond doesn't have a school transcript as he was previously tutored but I'm sure he can take any necessary placement tests."
The woman smiled widely with a blatant facade. "That won't be a problem. We have good standing with the Hellsing family. With the exception of Integral for obvious reasons we've enrolled most of the Hellsing family since our founding in 1897. We're more than happy to accept Winston into our student body. We're quite proud Sir. Hellsing considered us when this young man stepped into her care. It's quite tragic really losing his parent's when he was just a baby and now his only aunt but oh dear I've said to much."
The woman looked at Winston who seemed to look quite pale after her speech. Walter stepped in hoping to leave the building as quickly as he could. "In that case can I ask what I need to complete to enroll him?"
"Oh of course we just wanted you to fill out these forms-" she stepped over to a desk and reached under it pulling up some papers "-and we were hoping to give Winston an interview with an advising counselor and the Headmaster but since it's a Saturday he can do that on Monday before he starts class."
"Thank you," Walter replied and quickly turned to leave pulling Win with him.
"Do send our regards to Integral will you." The woman smiled and waved the two men off but neither looked back except for a polite nod Walter gave as he stepped out of the office door.
"What was that about?" Win asked Walter as they stepped through the halls.
"I believe Integral made a donation to see that you got in quickly with as little paperwork as possible."
Winston did not respond to Walter's comments as they left the building. It probably wasn't necessary for Integral to do such a thing but she obviously didn't want to deal with a lot of questions from the lovely establishment that Win would soon be calling his school.
When they were once again on the road Winston's spirits again seemed to be a little better. Maybe he was wrong about the school. It really wasn't that bad and they seemed quite hell bent on kissing Integral's ass. Winston continued to ponder to himself as they drove on heading for Oxford Street.
When the car again came to another stop Walter parked along the curb of a particularly crowded shopping street. People scurried about on the sidewalks peering into shop windows ogling items that were hideously expensive. It was far to busy for Win's tastes. He was used to quite green rolling hills and the nearest person being the groundskeeper who never spoke.
"Well Win where to first?" Walter questioned eagerly.
"I don't really know. Don't I need a uniform?" Winston asked flatly.
"That's not necessary it will be sent to the mansion. However, you are going to need a nice suit and some slacks too." Walter turned and looked at Winston for a second taking in the jacket three sizes too big for him. "Yes and a decent jacket," he added.
"How about that one?" Winston's eyes glowed for a moment as he pointed to a window with a black trench coat, a tan wool coat for winter, and a knee length suede burgundy casual jacket.
"Which one?" Walter questioned have a strong feeling already it was the burgundy one.
"The one that's suede."
Walter frowned for a moment. "Right, well let's see if they have it in a different color. Maybe a nice navy to match the color of your eyes and also it has to fit right Win." Walter turned to look a Winston, silently voicing his disapproval of Winston's current coat.
"Ok"
The two men walked into the store. Winston for the, first time since he had woken up, wasn't thinking about Alucard and Walter was busy gearing himself up for a long day of shopping, which he wasn't looking forward to much.
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OK folks sorry about this. Maybe next time you'll bite your tongue LSR-7 when you congratulate me for my alacrity. I guess I've been busy. BTW Winston I'm afraid was always supposed to be cut down to Win but I got so sidetracked I couldn't find an appropriate moment for him to mention his name. Anyway He'll be Win to Walter and Ceres and maybe on occasion Alucard but never to Integral. So I hope you can adjust to that.
