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tampered2006-09-03 12:46 am
Power Switch Day Log (On Going)
When; Sept. 1st, Power Switch Day
Rating; PG-13+
Characters; Integra Helsing {
steeldame}, Seras Victoria {
draculinaseras} and Alucard {
thekingofpain}
Summary; Integra has become empowered with the unbridled powers of her lethal and loyal servant vampire, Alucard. Being normally human. Without the bonds of servitude on her, Integra is virtually unstoppable. Seras and Alucard both are very worried for the rational Integra that the next day would return as well as the Citizens as she invites them both on a hunt that they can't think to refuse.
Rating; PG-13+
Characters; Integra Helsing {
Summary; Integra has become empowered with the unbridled powers of her lethal and loyal servant vampire, Alucard. Being normally human. Without the bonds of servitude on her, Integra is virtually unstoppable. Seras and Alucard both are very worried for the rational Integra that the next day would return as well as the Citizens as she invites them both on a hunt that they can't think to refuse.
After living in the city, one would think that abnormalities would no longer take a person by surprise. Quite the opposite. Seras Victoria looked upon the Hellsing Organization's leader with fear and awe. The woman was a force of nature. Her normally intimidating demeanor was increased by a thousand fold. Here was all that her master Alucard was in a different form. Their link as servant and master that she usually shared with the tall red wearing nosferatu by her side seemed to have changed hands with the strange day's curse. She could feel the tug of invisible strings where she stood, looking into Integra's wild eyes.
"H-h-hunt?" She echoed, mind racing at the implications. "Alright...y-yes. I'll hunt with you." With indeed. Seras hoped that there would be a way for her to stop this whole event. Integra was not a vampire. This was not like her at all. Surely she was possessed. This was horrifically wrong.
Her eyes turned to Alucard, Master! What do we do? How will we stop her? Do we just go with her? We can't let her go about like this! Someone will be hurt or-or-or killed!
"H-h-hunt?" She echoed, mind racing at the implications. "Alright...y-yes. I'll hunt with you." With indeed. Seras hoped that there would be a way for her to stop this whole event. Integra was not a vampire. This was not like her at all. Surely she was possessed. This was horrifically wrong.
Her eyes turned to Alucard, Master! What do we do? How will we stop her? Do we just go with her? We can't let her go about like this! Someone will be hurt or-or-or killed!

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He bore the last thing he had worn in life- armor, long cloak with fur trim, "You will not hunt, or you will hunt me." Eyes narrowed, long black hair flowed in the slight breeze. "Or perhaps, I will hunt you."
A challange. He would master her in this form.
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“Excellent, Seras, It will be fun,” purred the former knight, licking her fangs. They were bloodied after she bit her own tongue due to her rough awaking. The window broke, the glass shattered into pieces when Alucard stepped on scene. His beating heart thundered into her mind, feeling his organ pound fresh, warm blood. “Leave!” she hissed, gritting her teeth. She could not harm him. She would not.
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"I will not allow you to harm others and in doing so, yourself," He replied, tone calm, but steadfast, demeanor serious.
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"W-wait. Why don't we just wait a bit maybe we should um...plan or-or um outline where to hunt."
What is he thinking? He's human!
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“We must hurry… I hunger…”
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Her healing abilities meant this would not slow her for long- that is- if she could figure out how to use them, which Alucard was not discounting. "No Integral, you are not leaving." And moved forward to her, dropping the now empty bottle of holy water and drawing a dagger. Through his glove he slit his palm, drawing fresh blood and reached out, offering to her, "Come."
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Seras watched the blood well from the wound, staining the white glove. "M-master..." She no longer knew which person she was speaking to.
An offering of blood, real living blood from Alucard... Seras tried to imagine the thick blood she had tasted of him but was distracted by the scent of warm blood. She had no desire to charge forward to taste it.
Would Integra drink from him? What would this mean? Would they be one another's master? She stepped closer to Alucard, his heart beat a reminder that he was alive and could be harmed if Integra were to turn savage.
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Her senses flared at the dripping blood. Licking her fangs clean, the wild haired woman advanced slowly and predatory towards Alucard. Her eyes were completely red and looked as a savage animal. She was about to take the droplets, savour them when her demanour changed. Her features shifted to calculating and knowing, shifting into a mist, pouring out the ventilation shaft into the night outside.
((OOC: She’s out! Try to hunt her down. >D)).
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Though Seras was no longer his fledgling, he had a mind that she could still contact him.
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Her ears perked and strained. There was a telltale whisper that she could not discribe but knew that it was Integra. Her arm extended into a black fluid tendril, spreading out to a wing. The wind picked up and she jumped, the dark apandage caught the breeze and she flew over the city.
The sound was closer. Integra's presence made the air prickle. "Master Integra?"
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She walked to the open area where couples were strolling, crushing the blossoms with her firm steps. Blood, fresh and free in walking, flesh packages.
Closing her eyes, Integral beckoned Seras softly to join her in the feast.
"Ssh, Seras, don't you want to startle our preys, do you?"
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Seras stepped through the flowers quickly. The dark tendril of her arm rippled. Her footsteps were as quiet as she could make them as she neared Integra. "Master...Integra, I won't allow you to do something that you will regret! This is not like you!"
She was beginning to see that words of concern were meaningless to Sir Helsing in this form, especially those of conscience and regret. Seras was startled to admit to herself that she would have to physically try and stop her.