Integra's Office: 3rd Floor, West Wing (Only Walter, Alucard, and Seras may enter without permission)

"Hahaha, not at all, My Master. In fact, it seems too long since you have let me off my leash. After all, our prey can be so entertaining. I would almost have enjoyed the experience, Sir Integral Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing if it weren't for my possessions scattered to the winds. After all, we do have the Professor to thank for that, don't we? Whether it is by your will or the Queen's, my only wish is that you enjoy the spectacle as always. Come on and don't keep me waiting in suspense, Integra. Does the fact that he is human not bother you at all? Hehehe, truly you are becoming quite interesting, My Master."

With his last carefully aimed joke of an attack, he smiled and walked backwards through the wall with his hands held open as if he held the keys to the kingdom. With one last look at the withered vanquisher and her words fresh in his head, Alucard set out to complete his mission.

-->Exit to: Crestfield Hotel

Front Gate <---

After running up several steps and tripping into the oak doors, Tod entered Sir Integra's office, putting his broken sunglasses in his pocket. He walked towards her desk, taking the two tapes from his pocket. "I have returned, sir. I got two tapes, one for a view of both trains. There was a witness, but I don't think they got a very good look at me before I took care of things." He placed the tapes on the desk before continuing.

"Also, when I got back here, a lot of stuff happened," he started. "A helicopter crashed on the lawn and a couple people jumped out of it. I think one was some sort of vampire and another was a ghoul, but different in a way." He made a motion with his arms to illustrait the helicopter crashing, then another accompanied by a car noise. "Anyway, after that, another vampire drove up in a van and tried to get them to come along, but the ghoul thing tipped it over and both of them ran away. A couple of our guys got there and started shooting, so the third vampire got a fourth vampire out of the van and drove off in a different car. I think the fourth was hurt pretty badly. I could only hear a few things, but they mentioned something about Millennium. The first two ran into the forest while the other two drove down the street. When I was coming here, I think a few people were trying to follow, but they'd gotten away." He finished with some gun fire, running in place, and more driving. He saluted to signify the end of his report.

Some time after Alucard left while finishing the appropriate paperwork for the nights mission she heard footsteps followed by a rather loud thump coming from the doors. She stacked up the papers neatly, and put them in the important bin for Walter to pick up a bit later. Finally the reason for the said steps and thump walked into the office, and walked up to her. Integra sat straight up as she listened to Todhandler explain how his portion of the mission went. When he placed the tapes on the desk she picked one up, and looked at it a bit. She was about to tell him to start looking at the tapes when he began to tell her about something happened towards the far front of the mansion. Immediately she raised her eyebrow at the whole way the thing played out. By the sounds of it it seemed some rogue Millennium agents were out, and just randomly crashed here. However, with the way Millennium worked Integra could never tell for sure if anything was random with them. The tapes could wait for now to make sure the grounds were secure.

I want you to take Jay with you Todhandler, and make sure the grounds are secure. If you encounter anyone that should not be on the grounds who you saw earlier then shoot on sight. Afterwards I want you to report to the library with Jay and review the tapes with me. Dismissed.

Saluting again, Tod gave a loud, "Yes sir!" and left to go find Jay.

---> Jay (wherever he is)

After Todhanlder left Integra sat there at her desk looking at the tapes. While she knew it was impossible to miss such an imposing man the right angle would make the difference in what train he took. I will get you for what you've done to this country Saxon, and this man will lead me to you. With that thought she picked up the tapes, stood up, straightened out her suit, and made her way out of the office to the library.



-----------------> Library

Moments later, Alucard walked right out of the wall behind Integras desk. His cold breath formed a cloud on the air as he raised open his coat to let its occupant free. From deep within the coat, many lidless eyes peered back in an open sneer.

Integra walked calmly out of Alucards coat, and put out the cigar she got from Saxon in her ash tray. She took off her coat, and let it land on the floor next to her chair. Then she sat down in her chair, and rested her weight on her propped up left arm. I am sure after that you probably want blood just as much as I want food. Integra pickd herself up a bit, and started to take off her boots. Well you must have a lot of questions you want to ask so go ahead and ask them while I don't have the energy to shoot you for any ill mannered comments.

Outside the office <---

Opening the doors, tray in hand, Walter noticed Alucard was still in the room with Sir Integra. "Good evening, you two. I've brought you some tea, Sir Integra. I apologize for not having a cup for you as well, Alucard, but I figured you'd have left by now." Filling the cup and sliding it to Integra's right, he noticed the cuts and bruises. "Oh my; must have been some battle. I'll fetch some medical supplies right away."

Returning moments later with a first aid kit, the butler began steralizing and wrapping Integra's wounds. "I'll assume you've taken your revenge," he said rather darkly. Whoever the offender was, he was very lucky the Walter hadn't been there on the day of the attack. After apply ice to her bruises, he heard a booming, Scottish voice begin to scream about something. "Sounds like Iscariot," Walter sighed. "I'll take care of this before a certain gentleman in the room decides to act." Bowing, Walter walked from the room and out the front door, to confront the offending Catholics and defuse any violence in the situation.

(OOC) Long-ass post.

Shaking with internal laughter, Alucard's towering form seemed much more menacing. Trying to show some restraint, he let the laughter subside before providing his answer. "While I seek some of the same determination that your father had, if I were to taunt you every time, you would no doubt reconsider setting me loose. In fact, My Master, for once we will just say that I am happy you made it out alive, that's all. And amazingly, I don't have many questions. Why, the only one that comes to mind is more to do with the fact that after all of the trouble you went to catching the Prime Minister, it seems so highly unlikely that you would let him live. Surely your well sought vengeance wouldn't stop there..." Alucard's speech stopped almost instantly as he heard something that couldn't help but spread joy all over his face. Walking toward the door, he proceeded to follow after Walter.

Integra gave Walter a fatigued smile as thanks for him bring her up a pot of tea. Immediately after he left to go get some medical supplies she poured herself a cup of steaming hot tea. She inhaled the fragrant aroma, and automatically welcomed it to drive away the smell of blood in her nostrils. Finally taking a sip the flavor rested gently on her tongue before making it's way down her arching throat. In no time at all Walter was back, and dressing her wounds. She secretly hoped neither of them would notice the bruising around her neck from where Prime Minister Saxon had choked her. Instead of questions on her neck though she received questions as to why nothing was done to the Prime Minister. Integra looked at both of them before answering. I did plan on having my revenge however,--- Then she heard something familiar. The sound of a rough Scottish accent, and for once in her life she was thankful to hear it. She knew Walter would go check out what was going on just below them, but she started to cringe when Alucard followed. Alucard I demand you stay.... However, the door was shut mid sentence, and she could feel a headache approaching. ....bloody hell.

=============> From teh courtyard over the meadow, through the lobby and up the hills to go on an epic adventure time quest to here.


Congratulations, you have mail from the Vatican! Lloyd said as flung the doors to the office. Lloyd walked sway his body from side to side while using one hand to hold and wave the letter. Lloyd stopped in front of the desk and looked at Integra with analytic eyes. So this is the devicer of Hellsing, interesting Lloyd thought. Well anyways I bet you want to know what is in side the envelope, but I don't know. Maxwell is always bipolar with his letters and no one knows what he wants half the time, makes working with Iscariot a bore. And yet here I am delivering a letter. This has turned out to be a rather interesting day indeed. Lloyd said aloud. He didn't care for any of these protocols or even the Hellsing Iscariot treaty, all he ever wants out of anything is Data. But hey, you are most likely tired of battles and the last thing you wanted was the Prime Ministers location being revealed through public newspapers and The Vatican knocking on your front door. But as the say, that's life. Lloyd glanced around teh office to see if he could get further insight in to the mind of Sir Hellsing. He took notice of the desk particular and how everything was organized. He noticed and analyzed every detail of the room taking note of anything that look suspicious.

Integra did not feel like having the equivalent of a nuclear war on her front door step. However, she did not have time to think about that as she heard footsteps approaching her doors very fast. Soon enough the person behind the footsteps rushed into her office with not so much as a knock on her doors. She raised an eyebrow at the man speaking before her. He was very interesting indeed, and was actually frozen in place watching him. Apparently he liked to hear himself talk because he did not stop talking for a while. When he finally did stop talking Integra was not exactly sure how to proceed. All etiquette went out the window with this rather strange man before her. Indeed.

Integra straightened herself out, and smoothed her hair before continuing. First of all I do not appreciate anyone entering my office without some formal announcement. Your Pope already knows that. Now you said you had a letter Mr....

Cecile walked as fast she could with Lloyd, and before she could stop him he was already pushing open the doors to the Leader of Hellsing's office. Oh dear. When she made it inside she let him rant on about things the way he usually does. However, what he was saying though was annoying her a bit at how rude he was being right now, and today overall. She patiently waited for the right time. Finally he was done talking, and was looking around Sir Hellsing's office. She saw her chance as he came by her, and hit him upside the head with the small brief case she was carrying that held the new ammunition. You need to remember your manners in other people's homes. You're being very rude at this moment as well scrutinizing everything in here. You should apologize at once. Cecile's demeanor then changed in an instant as she bowed before Hellsing's Leader. I'm truly sorry for his behavior, and I am sure he is as well. Right Lloyd? She looked back at him as she continued to smile.

Lloyd was finished analyzing the room and began to analyse Integra's composure and immediately noticed the bruising on Integra's. It seems someone was playing rather.... Lloyd was cut off by mid sentence as he was hit with the suitcase he responded normally by bending slightly and rubbing his head while he shot a glare of disapproval at his assistant. Sorry Lloyd mumbled before straightening himself up and dusting himself off. Alright lets get to business shall we, I am suppose to deliver this letter, yet I feel we should trade information, I give you this letter if you tell me why you let the Suspected Prime Minister go away alive? Lloyd said as he sat down. He stayed silent for a moment before realizing he didn't complete his thought from earlier because of Cecile's interruption. Also on another note why does it seem like you were nearly suffocated to death? Lloyd said motioning towards the bruises on her neck. This will be rather interesting, the reports say that she is a stubborn women, but rarely gets front line action, I wonder if that's because of her lack of experience or combat talent Lloyd thought to himself.

The interaction of the two was rather interesting to watch, but soon enough things got more serious. Once again the topic of why she let him go came up, but from the Vatican. She was not entirely sure who this man was, and where his loyalties lied with them, but she could not trust him. That was what she decided. Why exactly should I tell you that? Perhaps I was simply fighting off an enemy who tried to choke me, and clearly did not succeed. As to why I let the Prime Minister get away I believe that is not for Vatican ears Mr. Lloyd. I am sure you understand why given Hellsings history with your group.

Cecile in return gave a disapproving glare to Lloyd for his mumbled sorry. However, he had said it so she was satisfied with that for now. She patiently waited in the same spot as Lloyd got more serious. If he got out of line again though, and got rude she would be ready though. In typical Lloyd fashion though he needed to, and wanted to know everything. Even if it was none of his business. She simply sighed, and continued to watch the scene before her. Sometimes I feel like his babysitter, and other times I don't know what. She is right though if it's none of his business then it's none of his business.

Well for starters, Matthew has not had a quarrel or fight with Hellsing, that was Iscariot. Lloyd spoke with out a care in the world, And as I said before all I am here for is data, simple questions and all, besides it was my group that discovered the Knights location. You just simply did a favor for Iscariot but not for Matthew, you see I have a certain interest in information on inventions and what, and so I will give the information in this envelope for the information that I asked for. Lloyd wanted to know why she let Saxon go more so than the bruise on her neck which Lloyd can only speculate was the doing of the prime minister or another member of the Knights.

I see. Integra took another sip of her tea before she placed it back on top of her desk. Very well. What I am about to tell you is for yours, and your assistants ears only. I have not even told my people what happened. I was forced to let him live. After I found the Prime Minster, him and his chief of staff William took my gun, and we had a scuffle. Which resulted in him knocking me against a wall and attempting to choke me to death. In that time he said that he had plans for Alucard. That is when some Knights found us. Apparently there was a power struggle going on when we decided to attack. Saxon stood in front of me, and then proceeded to kill them all with his blood. Afterwords before we made it outside he said that if I continued with trying to get him arrested as a traitor to the crown, and did not make it believable that he was merely a prisoner of the knights he would have me tried by Her Majestry herself for treason. So as you can see I am in quite a predicament.

Interesting, and that's when he pulled out the big guns, and said that he is an agent of the Queen, ultimately forcing your hand into letting him go. However, you still suspect him and want to further investigate him, and you will most likely do so with his past. Lloyd said seriously then the faced Cecile and gave her a thumbs and smiled, Congratulations, your deduction was spot on. Lloyd grabbed his brief case and set in his lap and opened it and pulled out a file and set it on his lap and went back to starring at Integra and analyzing her reactions and word choice for her next statement would be more important than Integra may realize.

Cecile had decided to stand by, and let the two talk so she could hear what the Leader of Hellsing had to say. She had to admit she was very curious herself, though not as curious and giddy about the information she would give them as Lloyd was. Of course he was always as giddy as a schoolgirl when it came to obtaining new information of anything. He seemed to thrive off of it in a way. Then there it was. The information they had needed to continue their process, and Lloyd had congratulated her. Thank you, but really it just seemed to be the most logical outcome. To me at least given the information we had. She said with a smile on her face, and happy she got something right. She always liked to get praised on a job well done, and it made her happy.



Once again Integra raised a pale eyebrow at how this agent of Matthew had suddenly guessed what had happened next, and what she would most likely do now. It was unnerving to hear someone she had never met before say exactly what she would do as if they knew her personally like Alucard and Walter. She began to ponder just how much information Section Three had on her, and her organization. It was highly possible they had a file on everyone who entered it for reference. However, she wondered just how detailed it got exactly. It was like having a stalker right in front of you, and Integra did not like it that her life was documented in some vanilla folder. That is exactly it. I have never let anyone get away for the things they have done in the past, and I am not about to do so now. It is my duty after all to protect this country from any enemies. Even those near The Queen.

Lloyd smirked as he heard Integra's comment, So you are willing to throw your own country into chaos just to bring about justice to a single man? Lloyd asked as he held up the file. Now then as another trade of information I will not only give you but tell you all of the information that we have on prime minister Henry Saxon in return I would like access to your current research files. Lloyd said holding up the vanilla file labeled, SAXON, HENRY surrounded with quotations. I will even give you a free bee, Lloyd said enthusiastically as he leaned on the desk towards Integra. Years ago a rather well known British family, the Patterson's were killed within their own home, only one alive was was their son, Brian Patterson. But as fate would have it he was announced dead and missing at the Parents and little sisters funeral. Poor child in my opinion, he was born and raised catholic too. Lloyd leaned back into the seat. Lloyd knew his superior would be pleased if he were to gain access, if not he planned another way of obtaining, and if no he would further plant the idea that he just brought forward.

Cecile's face donned a look of utter shock. She knew that Lloyd had the file on Henry Saxon on him, but she never once thought he would willingly give it up. Unless of course he had copies. Then to ask for access to their information was another huge step that could even get them thrown out before they even delivered the letter. She understood that gathering information was essential, but not at the expense of loosing her job. Lloyd I think you're going to too far.



Integra was impressed with the amount of backbone this researcher had to dare ask her for their documents. However, after Saxon getting his hands on her grandfather's journal she would not risk any other information getting leaked out into enemy hands. She was not sure what this mans motives were, but she was not about to be played like a fiddle. Then again what he just told her was indeed intriguing. She knew from Saxon that he was in a lab, but he failed to say how he got there. It would certainly make sense for an orphan to just suddenly disappear unnoticed much like they had made Seras Victoria when she joined Hellsing. Still though it was not worth the risk of Iscariot seeing the information she had. Absolutely not. I may crave to know who he is exactly, but I am not about to risk letting you or Iscariot get their hands on everything we've worked hard for so easily. Thank you for the free information non the less. Integra then picked up what was left of the cigar Saxon gave her, and lit it up blowing smoke at Lloyd.

Lloyd burst out laughing and nearly fell out of the seat. How predictable, the dog of the queen saying 'no.' He said while laughing. Lloyd composed himself before speakign again, Well it's good to know that Hellsing's devicer lives up to her reputation. Lloyd put the file back in his brief case. Now then, I asked you questions, now for your turn. Lloyd said as he continued to hold onto the letter.

Cecile was curious as to why she would not want such information that would be valuable to her, but that thought was taken away when Lloyd said what he said. Immediately she grabbed Lloyd's collar, and yanked it hard giving him a disapproving glare. You're never supposed to call a woman that!



Integra was already getting tired of him, and now he had just insulted her in her own house. She wanted him out of here already, but he had that damn letter hostage it seemed. If I ask you something what you are going to ask for in return? You obviously want something so out with it. My patience is wearing thin with you.

All I want is your most current research, I am not asking, for personnel files. I am not asking for for your grandfather's diary. I just want the research, I have no use for any other information outside of your weaponry research. Lloyd said after releasing himself from Cecile's grip. I am not, nor will I ever be, and Iscariot. Not everyone raised in the Vatican's Orphanage to be a crazed killer of heretics and heathens, and monsters alike. Lloyd spoke with his usual smirk. Lloyd found this conversation heating up on her end, and with his associate. He wanted to test her limits before leaving and going to his next destination.

Cecile calmed herself down a bit when Lloyd removed himself from her hand, and stood behind him now still holding onto the small brief case. She was not sure exactly if they would get the information he wanted, but she was sure that Anderson at least would not notice how long they took considering he was busy downstairs. Still though they seemed to be wasting a lot of time here when they had yet to go to Saxon's location.



Integra took the cigar, and tabbed some of the ashes off the end of it before putting it back in her mouth to think. Finally she came to a conclusion, and took the cigar out blowing out the smoke of the tobacco. Weaponry research you say. Would you ever use this research against us, or just for your own curiosity Mr. Lloyd? There are many uncertainties here, and I will not risk any negative outcomes. Especially when if I am to give you documents that are custom to what we use here at Hellsing.

Enter From: Lobby

Edward rounded the corner and went to knock on the office door when he stopped at an abrupt halt and noticed that the door was wide open. Inside were the two Matthew Agents and Sir Integra at her desk. He stared blankly into the room before proceding. As he passed the door he knocked 3 times anyway. He walked into the room, looking at the many pictures and admiring the desk. He walked up and stood next to Lloyd. "Matthew, I sure hope your not berating Sir Integra. Father Anderson would be most displeased if you were," He turned to look at Sir Integra. "My apologies ma'am." He bowed, folding one arm over his back and another against his chest. "Father Edward McFinn. Iscariot." He stood up straight once more. "I do hope our Matthew acquaintances have not bothered you." He stared straight into Sir Integra's eye's as he uttered those words. Hie eye's conveyed the utmost repsect while at the same time, apologizing for the rudeness he was sure had already occured,

Is that a mask I sense you putting on Father McFinn? Lloyd asked amused at Edward's over respectful nature to Sir Integra. My, my, has Iscariot gone soft all of a sudden. Actually I shouldn't be surprised seeing how Archbishop Maxwell knows when to bend over perfectly and bark in order to get what he wants. I honestly don't understand why His Holiness elected him as Archbishop over Anderson. Lloyd put his hands and the letter in his pockets and faced McFinn with a pompous smirk on his face. Lloyd didn't care about the affairs of Iscariot, he only helped them by making new regenerators and updating the old ones. Lloyd mentally braced himself for another attack from Cecile but he won't take his words back on this one.

Cecile heard a knock coming from the behind her, and turned around to see Father McFinn. She sighed mentally, and greeted the priest. Hello again Father. Is everything downstairs still ok with Father Anderson? It seems like we won't be getting those weapons research files afterall. I'll admit Lloyd's method of getting them was all wrong, but it would have been nice to see what kind of conclusions they came to. Perhaps another time.



Integra smirked, and put out the cigar in the ash tray on her desk again. It really was a very good cigar. One worth savoring. Not that she could not get Walter to buy them of course for her, but she preferred her mini-cigars. Actually they were no bother at all. We were simply having a rather long vigorous philosophical debate Father McFinn. I dare say Mr. Lloyd here is even more worthy of being pope than your Enrico Maxwell. His skull is not full of all air surrounding something the size of a pea.

Edward chuckled to himself. "Quite frankly, I have no sympathy for Archbishop Maxwell. He has no idea what he's doing half the time." He looked over to Lloyd. "I've only known him for the last 8 hours or so and already he creeps me out. I sure as hell wouldn't vote for him." Ed laughed to himself, expecting some sort of smartass reprisal from the Matthew scientist. "Now Father Alexander on the other hand. Has my full support. Though I doubt he'd take the position." He glanced quickly over to Cecile. "Don't worry about him. I was in the lobby half the time helping a wounded soldier. I think his name was Archer. Didn't hear a peep from outside. Don't worry about the soldier either, he has a medic and a friend to help him. I just left some water there to keep him hydrated and concious." Ed had his hands in his pocket now. Business as usual.

Lloyd began laughing at Sir Integra's comment and ignored Edward's comment. I wouldn't dare play into that political role, I am just a cog in a well oiled machine. Besides I wouldn't be able to continue my research, Lloyd said, besides what the quarrels of the Vatican are not my concern, I just do the research. My department exists only to research and develop new weapons for their forces. Lloyd looked at Edward and was intrigued by his comment about helping the person, Now that is interesting, Iscariot helping a heretic who probably doesn't even believe in god. My this is an interesting turn of events for the future of Iscariot. Lloyd looked briefly at the small briefcase that Cecile was holding and wondering what they were still doing here, however he was finding this meeting very amusing.

She did not like what Father McFinn had to say about Lloyd one bit. Sure his views of the world were a bit eccentric, but that was one of the best things about him she liked. Not to mention they were realistic. Father McFinn I understand if you disagree with the way Lloyd thinks about things, but that is just who he is. Besides there are many others out there in the world who are more fitting of being called a creep. Cecile looked at the clock that was in Sir Hellsing's office, and knew they had to leave now. Lloyd and her still had a lot of business to do in London before they had to go back to Italy. Lloyd we still have some other business to attend to. We can't be here all day long. I think we have overstayed our welcome anyway.



Indeed you have. Integra then turned her attention back to Father McFinn. I do hope that you have not done anything to one of my hired men such as make his wounds any worse. However, if you have helped him then I thank you for the courtesy. I doubt though that majority of Iscariot would do the same thing. Now if you have no other business with me then I suggest you be on your way. I have a lot of work to do, and my time cannot be wasted on playing a hostess any longer. Oh, and when you do go out the door please pull back that bulldog of a man with you, and I'll pull back my wolf. She was getting tired of having her mansion filled with them in all places. The nerve of them thinking they can just roam her estate as they like. However, now was not the time when she needed energy to do the proper paperwork.

Edward practically ignored Cecile's comments. Just shrugging at them. "Indeed." He turned to leave, but stopped short of even walking. "You might as well hand over that letter Matthew. We must be on our way." With that he walked out of the room.

Exit to: Courtyard

Lloyd glanced at Edward confused before snapping his fingers and reaching into his pocket and pulled out the envelope. Lloyd also pulled out a small card with his contact information that was not with the Vatican or through Iscariot and handed integra both the envelope and the card. If you change your mind, and if the Letter doesn't say what I think it says, contact me and we'll arrange the exchange Lloyd said as he turned and left the office while saying come Cecile it seems our time here is over, onward to other business.

============>courtyard

Of course. Cecile bowed slightly to the leader of Hellsing before turning on her heel, and following Lloyd out of the door down to the courtyard. Guess she would have to have some scones on the way out at the airport then. Either way now her, and Lloyd would get a chance to test the new ammo. She was hoping their calculations, and measurements were correct.



------------------------------->>Courtyard

Courtyard <---

Seeing as it was mostly silent in the office, Walter gave a quick knock before entering with a tray of food, having stopped off at the kitchen before hand. "Apologies for the wait, Sir Integra, but you know those two. I expected you'd rather keep to yourself for tonight, so I took the liberty of delivering your food." The silver platter was ladden with food: steak with mushrooms, carrots, cream of onion soup, and a small salad were placed across the middle, numerous utensiles lining the front and sitting on a cloth napkin. A bottle of red win and a crystal glass in the back. "I apologize for not serving you in courses, but I'm a bit preoccupied at the moment." Walter poured the drink for Sir Integra, stepping back and bowing. "If that is all you need, I must be off; I believe one of our soldiers is bleeding to death."

----->lobby
Seras walked down the hallway toward Integra's office, she didn't want to feel he need to intrude on whatever had gone on between the vatican and Integra but she assumed they had left given the amount of time they did. How can someone be so... Seras shook her head as she came to Integra's door. She knocked and peeked her head in, seeing only Walter and Integra within. Could I come in please Sir? Seras berated herself but gave a sincere look.

Finally it seemed like the Iscariot agent along with the Matthew agents were starting to make their leave. She was tired, and exhausted from their visit on top of already being physically exhausted from the days earlier events in Scotland. Integra began to wonder if this so called letter from Maxwell was even real when Lloyd pulled out an envelope, and a card. She looked up at him scanning his face with her eyes wondering if they would notice anything about what it might say. However, she saw nothing, and looked at the small card with his contact information as she heard the doors close shut. Sighing outloud she slumped her in chair a bit. I need some brandy to deal with all of this.

Integra tossed the letter, and contact card onto the desk in front of her causing them to fall with a big flop. She put her right elbow up on the arm rest, and tilted her head onto it to rub the bridge of her nose. A massive migraine was slowly making its way to the surface. However, just about when she thought about calling Walter up for some medicine she heard another knock on the door, and groaned a bit before seeing who it was that was entering. She straightened up in her chair, and automatically smelled the delicious food that Walter laid out in front of her. It's quite alright Walter. Thank you. Also there is something we need to discuss between the two of us. Integra grabbed the cloth napkin, and laid it across her lap when she heard another knock. Soon after she saw Seras peak though the doors. Of course Seras come in. She grabbed the class of wine, and took a quick sip to help her relax a bit.

"Of course, Sir Integra. What seems to be the matter?" The old man straitened again; it seemed the boy would have to wait a bit longer. He was accompanied by another, so they should be able to do something until he got there. He awaited an answer as Seras walked through the door. He began to wonder if this was a related matter.

Seras smiled weakly as she realised that Integra was having a hard time of it and she just wanted rest, maybe I should have just... Seras walked in and stood by the door, waiting for Integra to finish talking to Walter. She mouthed a simple greeting as Walter looked at her and she waited.

Integra set the glass of wine down, and began to dig into her salad. The crisp lettuce, and dressing tasted fresh and refreshing in her mouth. After she swallowed her one bite she wiped her mouth with her napkin, and set it gently in her lap again. It can wait for now Walter go ahead and see about the injuries. When you are done though you can come back up. Then she turned her attention to Seras who was by the door. Seras you can come forward, and tell me whatever it is you need to tell me. She picked up the immaculate silver salad fork again, and picked up some of the salad again putting it into her mouth.

"As you wish, Sir Integra." The butler bowed once more, taking his leave through the oak doors after giving a friendly smile at Seras.

---> Wherever Archer is (infirmary?)

(OOC) Short post is short.

((ooc: the conversation in the office is now being recorded, I have integra's permission for the go ahead on this, for reference please refer to my post in the perimeter of the mansion.))

Seras kept her distance during the slight conversation between Walter and Integra, and I've interrupted something haven't I? she grimaced but smiled at Walter as he walked out. Seras eyed at Integra's informal gesture, but even then decided to keep her petty problems to herself. please oh please don't make this come out wrong, She smiled politely and stepped forward a few steps so she was standing in front of her desk. Sir Integra...? I don't mean to question your actions, but is it really one of the wisest choices we could have made? to help Saxon? After everything, is it okay to trust him? She looked around the office rocking back and forth on her heels.

Integra dabbed her mouth with the napkin, and set it back down before looking back at Seras. She understood why everyone was so curious especially after what happened. However, she could not risk Seras knowing given her tendency to say things she should have kept to herself. All I can tell you is this Seras. It is not ok to trust him, but right now at this point that is all I can tell you. It is for our own safety you understand. Was there anything else?

Seras listened intently, she was not entirely pleased with her answer but she wasn't going to get anything better. She deliberated and replied curtly, No that was pretty much all, I just remember you telling me to talk about it later... Seras thought better than to bring petty issues into Integra's knowledge and so didn't. I think I might go brush off for the day...as I'm sure you need some time alone. I'll take my leave Sir?

Yes Seras you're dismissed. We will talk more about the subject later after I talk to your master. Integra started to eat the rest of her salad making sure nothing was too big to irritate her throat. After she swallowed her bite she took another sip of the wine.

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Knocking, the butler entered the office. "My deepest apologies, Sir Integra, for leaving like that." Seras was still there, but appeared ready to leave. For the better, it seemed, as this seemed like a private matter. Just then, Walter noticed the flaw with the meal; he'd forgotten to take into account Sir Integra's bruises. He scolded himself mentally, having to think up a proper way to reprimand himself for such a slip-up later. Now was the time to listen and not to worry about foolish mistakes.

Seras did a small salute in acknowledgment to Integra, Ofcourse Sir Integra. She twirled on the spot to leave, and came face to face with Walter as he came back in. Godd to see you Walter Seras gave a small smile and headed on out the door. She was feeling utterly exhausted, she decided she didn't have time for a meal and started walking toward her chambers.

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Integra waited for Seras to leave the office before she continued to speak to Walter. As soon as she was sure Seras was out of earshot enough. Then she turned back to Walter, and began to talk to him. It is quite alright Walter now back to what I wanted to discuss with you before Seras came in. When the Matthew agents were in here something rather interesting happened. The one known as Lloyd expressed interest in obtaining the documents of our weapons research. In exchange he would give us his file on our favorite Prime Minister Saxon. Of course I did not give a definitive answer. I wanted your advice on the matter first. She then picked up the soup spoon, dipped it in the soup, and scooped up some of it into her mouth savoring the warmth.