Hellsing's Exiles (RPG Thread)

" What are we going to do? Talk about me sex life? "Arthur put a serious face as he realizes Lady Integra didn laugh at any of his little jokes

"Anyone else going to talk or shall I just read off some interesting points from your documents?" said Integra, with a slight hint of teasing upon her voice.

the voice"tell her your name is Marcus Grimm and you were a common nomad until you ran into some rather unpleasent people who tried their best to make Frankenstien a reality, but this failed and you died. You awoke for some reason you cant explain"

Marcus"well.......actually i cant explain..."

the voice"AND you saw a Hellsing banner and decided to join. hopefully that is all she need's to know"

Marcus did as he was told

"I don't think anyone even dreams it Arthur." Tillia said drawly as she waited.

Draven just rolled his eyes at this, as he relaxed himself in his chair and took a swig of blood.

Arthur stalling for time, reaches for bottle and reads the label. "1960, Chateau, Saint Estephe, Medoc, very good brand, missus. " He holds the glass up to the light. "Very good colour, sir. Smells mice, too.Very good number, missus. Very good. Here's to it. " He downs the glass. "Very refreshing, sir, very refreshing. "

"We had just received a shipping of that brand not long ago from a nearby vineyard. An old friend of the family, if you will," answered Lady Integra.

" Thank you missus,... good wine "

~LOL, you notice you used both sir and missus in that? And it all sounded as if it was directed at Integra~

Tillia saw Draven roll his eyes. She sat up straight and pulled one of her claws out 1 centimeter to clean out the grit under her nails.

" well the word on the streets, missus Intera, is that the Hellsing corp. really f*cked up, so i'm here offering my services. For a good i'll do anything you ask me to"

~hehehe, sorry~

~people do refer to her as both, you know.~

After draining nearly half the contents of blood, Draven licked away the blood at his lips and fangs. Growing a bit bored, he transformed his nails so that they'd retract out a few inches to see if they needed cleaning.

Originally posted by Blind-Enemy
" well the word on the streets, missus Intera, is that the Hellsing corp. really f*cked up, so i'm here offering my services. For a good i'll do anything you ask me to"

"Now, I wouldn't say we did that. Hellsing's defenses just were being repaired at the worse possible time. Being busy tracking vampires and ghouls all day, doesn't leave you open to on the alert of assassins," said Integra with some distaste at the memory.

Tillia rolled her eyes at what Arthur said, -he's in it for the money, nothing more, nothing less.- She thought disgustingly.

~I interpreted it as money because you said "For a good i'll do anything you ask me to"~

Unsheathing a huge dagger from his coat pocket, Draven began to scrap the blade's edge along his elongated nails to sharpen them.

~yeah that's the idea lee~

" well see missus , where i came from, we dont have alot of hopes in our future...see?... I've suffered the tortures of the damned. The tortures of the damned , so i'll take any job you have "

the voice"you people and your MONEY, I remember a time when there wasnt a currency.........."

Marcus"for a spook you seem to complain alot about trivial things"

the voice goes ape sh1t on marcus

"What is your occupation in the states anyways?" asked Lady Integra.

"You know you shouldn't do that with a knive." She said, watching Draven sharpen his claws.

Originally posted by Lee-Lie
"You know you shouldn't do that with a knive." She said, watching Draven sharpen his claws.

"Nice to see that you're talking to me, Ti. Anyways, I've been doing this since I was 27. Don't worry," said Draven softly and in a matter of fact matter as he concentrated.