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

Enter From: The Hallway Outside the Office

Chad knocked on the door, and hearing a "Come In" from inside, he opened it and stepped inside, shutting it gently behind himself. He walked towards the desk, stopped 5 feet from it, and snapped a salute. "Ma'am." He lowered his arm to his side. "I'm here to report that the training exercise, though brief, went well with only one small injury caused by a shoddy training round." He paused for a moment. "I'm also curious. Pip showed up at the perimeter and snatched up two of the men. Is there an assignment or anything?" Hopefully he hadn't been left out of the fun. He'd just been sitting around for the longest time. Any more sitting and his ass might break.

Integra had been watching the three geese at the gate from the window, and saw them leave down the road before turning towards Chad. She sat down in her chair, and inhaled a little from her mini cigar. You do realize you could have simply given me a written report on such a brief training session correct? As for your question they went on a classified mission, and that is all you need to know. We shall know the results when they get back. Is there anything else?

Chad never liked writing reports. Always thought it was better to just say it. Made things easier and faster. However, it was over now, so no use thinking about it any further. He saluted. "Yes, ma'am." He put his arm down and exited the room, heading towards the Lobby. He contemplated setting up a second training session.

Exit to: Lobby.

While looking at some of the training session reports Integra got a phone call. She sighed in relief a little bit while half of it was out of annoyance. Most of the time the only people who did call her were officials who worked for the Queen, or a member of the round table. She calmed herself down a bit, and picked up the phone. Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing speaking. There was a frantic nervous voice on the other end of the phone. So that ruled out anyone working for the Queen seeing as how they would be taught how to properly address someone over the phone. First of all I demand you calm down, and tell me who you are exactly so I can address whatever issue that seems to have gotten your knickers in a twist. The voice sounded embarrassed before clearing their throat, and telling her in a detailed manner what happened. There was a attack on her territory. From the sounds of it it seemed like there was a massive number of ghouls, and FREAKS led by someone in a uniform. Integra's eyes went wide with shock, and immediately pounced on the man on the phone. Why exactly was I not informed sooner Commissioner!? I have filed paperwork in complaint of your inept ability to run your department before do I really need to file a third time? The man on the phone then went into a lengthy explanation of how there was a helicopter with two people who jumped out of it, and started fighting the group. That somehow he thought it was them. What!? Commissioner do you have any idea what you've just let happen!? The voice started stammering in fear of the woman trying to explain himself. No more excuses commissioner this time I will have you reviewed! With that last outburst Integra hung up the phone with a slam. She pressed the intercom button, and yelled out a few names to come into her office. Chad, Sofia, Benny, and Alisa. Report to my office now!

Benny coasted in front of the twin doors once in sight. He paused for a sec to take a deep breath before pacing through them. He was eager to meet the members of his current team, and to do something legitimate alongside Lieutenant Baxter. It seemed he was alone at first, considering he had trotted most of the way there, he'd be the first to make it by assumption. He didn't just walk in for briefing, he marched in with a stern look of utter respect written on his mug.
Took off his hat, placed it over his chest with the other behind him with a bow, and affirmed Ma'am, Operative Giovanni at your service. before putting his jet-black fedora back on and returned to look her in the eye across her desk

Enter From: Limbo

Chad had been napping in the lobby when he heard his name over the intercom. Something must've happened considering the lady of the manor sounded pissed. He promptly made his way up the stairs and towards the office. He knocked before opening the door and stepping in, shutting it behind himself. He walked to within 6 feet of the desk, stood straight, and saluted. "Lieutenant Chad Baxter of the Wild Geese, reporting as ordered ma'am." He dropped his arm and awaited his orders.

She wasn't sure what was going on, but she was fairly certain it was something other than a standard vampire attack considering how angry Integras voice sounded over the intercom. She never sounded happy, but this wasn't the normal tone, even for a standard attack. She continued to ponder what could be going on as she climbed the steps and made her way down the hallway. It seemed like others had beaten her there judging from the faint voices she could hear. The sniper slung her rifle over her shoulder keeping her hand on the strap.

She was already carrying it before she left the kitchen; no sense in leaving it elsewhere only to retrieve it a few moments after the briefing, right? Knocking before entering, she stepped in with the others already present in the room, taking up a position beside the two of them in a straight posture. Field Agent Devorah, reporting as ordered.

Integra patiently waited for each individual she called for, and noticed Alisa had not shown up yet. Seeing as how the situation was dire, and she could not afford to wait she decided to go ahead and brief the ones before her. She took a sip of tea to clear her throat before addressing them. Right then since Alisa failed to show up it will be just the three of you. I just got a call from some buffoon who is a commissioner telling me that there was a FREAK, and ghoul attack in downtown London. According to what the commissioner told me there was quite a large number of them. Two individuals arrived at the scene, and fought them off before leaving. This blundering fool for some reason thought these two were Hellsing operatives, and that is why he waited for so long to call. The only ones who would dare come into our territory like this is Iscariot. I want the three of you to go to this location. Integra slipped a piece of paper with the address towards the front of her desk. You are to investigate what happened, how it happened, and who was there. If you encounter anything or anyone from Iscariot treat them as the enemy, and if you must interrogate. This disrespect will end here. Do I make myself clear?

Benny would normally be moving in some way, shifting his weight when he stood, but this was the headmaster. Instead, he appeared to be standing straight-ish as a soldier would be, only because every muscle in his body was tenced. He stood stiff as Abraham Lincoln; even his teeth were clenched together resisting movement. It was probably an Autism thing that he just couldn't stand still for some reason, and when he did simply poking his arm would cause his whole body to fall forward. This was just nerve-wracking, seeing as this "Alisa" was lagging, making him grow clammy.

When he heard the Iscariots were there, he rolled his eyes to the left a bit out of slight frustration & uncertainty. It wasn't an eye-rolling that had the whole teenage "UUGHH!!!" non-manuals to go with it, but simply hidden in what looked like something took eyes of Miss Integra's for a quick second. It wasn't that lazy about fighting them, he had conflict about it and could only imagine what would transpire and if he could mediate. He thought a rivalry between these two particular anti-paranormal organizations was pretty dumb, even when it came down to the religious level, but he still thought it was a bad idea to let those zealots go unchecked. Nevertheless, sh*t hit the fan when the two came in contact.

Finally, his brows came to a determined frown and he answered when her briefing closed Yes ma'am. We will show that idiot in blue who the Hellsings REALLY are. he affirmed while mocking the commissioner.

ooc- for those who didn't know, those old cams had a REALLY long exposure time, as opposed to that of modern cams which is literally like that *snap*. Lincoln just couldn't stand still and had to freeze himself up whereas these other guys it was easy for. Nowadays, everybody suspects him to be on the Autism spectrum somewhere O_o

For a bit, Chad just stood there, waiting for whoever else was gonna show up. Soon enough, Sofia entered the room. She was one of Hellsings' snipers, kind of his opposite. He looked at her a bit. She wasn't too bad looking. As she walked up to the desk as well, Chad turned his attention back to Integra. She began to explain the situation and what their mission was. Iscariot was normally an issue, what with their powers and all, not to mention the one priest he had heard so much about. I mean, who didn't know about that guy? Kinda hard not to. Pushing the thought aside, the mission seemed simple enough. Chad and Sofia could stay off in the distance if need be, making it an easy enough job. He didn't know about Benny though. He had only talked to the kid a few times, never saw him in action really. So he was kind of the wild card in their little group. "Sounds like an interesting mission. Alright, we'll get it done, hopefully with no casualties."

OOC: Chad, I'm curious as to how Chad knows about Mikey. He might have a reputation in Iscariot, and Hellsing might have a file on him like they do for Anderson (highly unlikely), but I doubt anyone outside of Iscariot - unless they met/fought him IC - would know he's a cyborg.

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Sofia took the piece of paper that was slid across the desk, after their fearless leader explained the situation, and glanced at it. It seemed like London just couldn't get a break. First it was turned into a parking lot not too long ago, and now a large dog fight had taken place for an unknown reason. It didn't take a genius to understand that there were bound to be several casualties either. Iscariot wasn't the type to just slaughter random people on the street, they might of held ill will against them for being of a different religion, but they weren't mindless serial killers. It was the FREAKS and Ghouls that Sofia pinned the casualties on, who else better to blame than the Nazi's?

This wasn't going to be easy, even Sofia had to admit it. These were Iscariot agents that they were going after, but then again what about this job was suppose to be easy? Either way it was going to get done, she'd make sure of it. Sofia placed the paper back on the desk and nodded sightly. The address was pointless to take with them, if it was as bad as it was being made out to be then all they'd have to do is follow the sirens.

Crystal. We'll get it done.

Sofia bowed her head lightly, looking more like a nod than anything, before she turned toward the door to get this mission under way. She waved her hand once as she turned to signal Chad and Benny to follow along. Why was she leaving so soon? It was obvious. Once Integra explained something it didn't leave it open for discussion, at least not often. She was just saving her the breath she would of wasted to dismiss them.

Exit------> to the garage and then to Big Ben to investigate.

OOC-permission granted
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Ciaran came to the lady Hellsing's door and knocked twice before grabbing ahold of the door handle a pushing it slightly so he could peek his head in. "Sir 'ellzing?" he needn't have worried too much though, there was Integra sitting behind her desk looking fairly flustered in her current state. "My apologies if I am interrupting on anything...but I 'vas hoping Mr Baxter vould be here...it seems as zo I 'vas mistaken?"

Integra looked up from the notes she had written down about what happened with Iscariot that she had been reading after Chad, Sofia, and Benny left. It was the new recruit, and apparently he had a habit of what most new recruits did was lurk behind doors. Perhaps he was just curious though. They always were about things. Yes that is correct. He left with two others on a mission. Is there something you wanted to ask him?

"Errmm, perhaps...not so much, I was hoping that he could advise me on what I should be doing." Ciaran shook his head nervously, "I haven't really had much to do...no tasks, jobs or missions", he widened his eyes as he realises what he musthave just done. "That is...I hope I'm not being too much of a hindrance if I 'vas to ask you?" He let his hands fall to his sides as the door opened further so she could actually see him, feeling a bit rude even when put into consideration the person he was talking to. He left his right hand on the door handle, ready to leave if he was asked to do so but not willing to let himself into the office just yet.

She sighed pinching the bridge of her nose, and then decided to clean her glasses. After being satisfied that they were clean of smudges, lint, dust or any other particles she put them back on her face. Integra looked at him again trying to think about what to do with this one. As she thought about it she tapped her nails on the desk until she came to a decision. Tell you what since the fourth person I had originally called did not show up, and they left without her you can take her place. Make sure when you meet up with them you inform them I sent you. Dismissed.

Ciaran opened his mouth to respond but through the edge of finality that came from Integra's lips and from the fact that the group that had elft her office would have just left he thought better of it. He clamped his jaw shut, clenching it and bowed before closing the door quietly. He held his hand on the handle for a moment longer before he took off down the hallways.
---->big benny

Enter from ---> You had one job topic.

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She finished her mission, followed her orders as acutely as she could have, the only thing to do now was give her report. It wasn't going to be fun, especially since it wouldn't be smart on her part to lie about her encounter with Iscariot. Though, Integra's order of "Interrogate if necessary" wasn't needed, nor would it of been a smart move if it was with the metallic guard dog that was present. On the lighter side of things, the Hellsing garage got had very nice Honda hybrid EM250-5A street racing bike added to it as an extra addition, the keys of which were safely in her jacket pocket.

Adjusting the rifle strap that was slung over her shoulder, Sofia made her way down the halls, her other hand rummaging around in her jacket pocket getting a feel for the shell casings she picked up. One obviously belong to Meabh. It was a custom .338 round, definitely something that would of made very quick work of just about anything that was in the area.

The other casing, a .50 caliber with a custom tweak to it, possibly armor piercing but it was difficult to tell. It most likely belonged to Meabh's bodyguard she had with her. Both matched two of the several bullet holes that littered the war-like zone downtown. It was amazing how Integra hadn't eaten a bullet yet. Then again, maybe Iscariot just wasn't that smart.

Sofia's train of thought trailed off into several other scenarios and possibilities before she finally reached the door to the office. Three taps on the door signaled her arrival before she opened the door and stepped inside. "Field agent Devorah, back with a field report."

The creature of the night's senses fixated on the individuals inside of the room. With a spark of amusement, he pulled all of the shadows in the room into a pool behind Sofia and began to rise up out of the pool as if rising from a grave. Blood packet still in hand, Alucard drank from it loudly while he waited for his chance to interrupt and speak with his master.

It had been at the very least an hour since she sent her people to downtown to check out what exact was going on. The first thought she had was perhaps it was Father Alexander Anderson once again. However, this did not seem like him to just up, and leave after getting the target. It had to be some other agents. She heard a knock at the door, but she ignored it for the moment trying to figure out who would come to London out of their agents so brashly. Once again she heard another knock, and this time she looked up. It seems Sofia at the very least was back. Come in, and give your report. Bring whoever is out there with you as well. Interestingly enough she felt her servant in the room now. Integra became suspicious of why he suddenly wanted to be in the room with this report.

"Out of the four that were sent, I'm the only one reporting in. The others are taking their sweet time playing with left over ghouls."

She paused a moment as a shiver crawled up her spine, making her tense up just a bit. Emotionally and mentally, the ex-Mossad had all but gotten used to the feeling Hellsings famous "pet" gave off, but physically she still felt uneasy and she didn't understand why. It wasn't something she'd dwell on though, since the tension on her body quickly dispersed moments later.

"The chaos that occurred was caused by Iscariot tracking down a Millennium operative in the area, who just so happened to be in our backyard. Judging from the mass amount of bullet holes, the conversation I had dictates that Millennium had a decent sized force with them when Iscariot dropped in to say 'Hi'.

Sofia shifted her hand around in her pocket to grab hold of the bullet casings she collected from the scene, quickly recalling everything she learned from the police she'd spoken to and other bits of information.

Eye-witness reports indicate that sometime in the later afternoon a squad of black limos arrived near the clocktower, transporting people wearing SS Nazi uniforms and, in the words of one of the policemen, 'very sick looking people'. Later found out it was about a hundred or so ghouls. Eye-witness reports also state they began to open fire on anything in their sights, the damage was kept within reasonable limits due to Iscariot dropping in on them. They were good for something it seems. The Millennium attack is what caused most of the damage, not Iscariot.

The Sniper finally revealed the two bullet casings she had in her pocket, now holding both the .338 and customized .50 caliber round between her fingers.

"As for who was involved, Millennium is obvious, but I've also got the names of the two Iscariot operatives that were involved. One of them, I have a history with. She's a sniper like me, her names Meabh Eir. She apparently dealt with most of the ghouls. Her partner, of which I only know his first name, Michel, dealt with the actual FREAKS involved. I'd also like to add a side note: All ghouls outside the immediate area have been dealt with except for those Benny and Chad are playing around with, but I think we should be cautious and more alert. The Millennium attack happened, according to eye-witnesses, before Iscariot even showed up on scene. They might be hiding somewhere within the city."

Enter from-'you had one job'
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"Uhhh, no I vould be here miss 'ellsing", Ciaran gave a slight frown in the sniper's direction, but turned as he addressed the lady of the mansion. He stepped inside the office right before the beast formed, his mouth tugged at the corner in an attempt to suppress his disgust. He had just stepped his last step he believed, unless he found a way to get out of here now. "I have nozzing to add to her report..." his eyes shifted from Integra to her table and back again, refusing to acknowledge the pet unless he had to, his reaction wouldn't be under the best circumstances if he did.

----> Loby

Kitty soon came to Integra's office. " Sr. Hellsing there are pople from Iscareot, here. They wont to speek to you about Jay. Sr. Hellsing what ever he did to them I dont think he was in controul of his actions" Kitty said. whell she was waghting for Integra to answer she looked aroud the room the other to humens she dident reconize. She was how ever quick to notice Alucard. She blinked what the reley him the vampire the most pople were afrade of Just looking at him he looked like eneyone ells in hellsing. Then agen what reson did she have to fear him vampires hadet hert her yet. Then it downed on her that he maybe the only one able to answer her qustion.

She walked up to him. "Your alucard right" She said quietly pousing for a moment then she continued "Have you ever seen glowing Tatos appere on a vampire's body, I saw it happen to Jay would that be what coused him to go crazzy?". Kitty stared at him for a moment then looked a Integra. " You have to help him Sr. Hellsing please" Kitty said.

====>Lobby

The girl with the bow told him to sit tight til she spoke with her boss. Corey chuckled at the very idea, continuing along on his way towards the office, now led by the archer herself. The day that he allowed some suckling moron order him around was the day he addressed Enrico Maxwell as anything other then Suzy. The girl entered the office and abruptly closed the door behind her. Visibly taken aback at the rudeness, Giles counted to three in his head before shoving the door open with the hope to clock the little tart in the back of the head. "Iscariot? Well speak of the Devil and he shall...scratch that." he said, abandoning the joke midway through. Hands in his pockets, Giles approached the desk of Hellsing's leader, heels clicking on the tile floor and a smug grin on his features. Seemed that Lady was already elbow deep in guests, not that it really mattered to Giles. "Hello there duckies. Giles Corey, gentleman, attorney, hired representative of Iscariot and mildly successful tap dancer. How do you do? Don't answer that, rhetorical question. I truly do not care." he exclaimed, sliding past the Hellsing operatives with almost unnatural grace and lowering himself into one of the chairs facing the Hellsing leader. "Sir Hellsing, Hunger Games back there is right...surprisingly. You see, I'm here to negotiate the safe return of your beloved fluffy friend Neko Jay."

Every detail that Integra was listening to from the report made her even more angry than when she first heard about the incident. The fact that Millennium was able to sneak in such a good sized force along with the fact two Iscariot agents dropped in under their noses. Adding to the outrage she felt was the fact the police failed to follow procedures once again. It seemed like the entire world was turning against her, and her organization. I see. Have Benny, and Chad report to me once they get back. Both of you are dismissed

She was so pissed off she felt as though she would punch through the desk. Which in retrospect would only end up breaking her hand. After thinking for a few seconds she decided to reach into her drawer, grab a mini-cigar, and her lighter. The leader almost shoved the expensive tobacco into her mouth as she hurried to light it. Once it was lit she threw the lighter back into the drawer in disgust, and immediately inhaled deeply to calm her nerves before letting out a long stream. However, her relaxation only lasted a split second before Kitty ran in carrying on in hysterics about Iscariot, and Jay before moving onto Alucard about something. Integra was about to inquire as to what the girl was going on about when once again the door flung open quickly. Her head snapped in it's direction wondering just who was abusing her doors now only to see a member of Iscariot there. Now her blood was boiling, and her blood pressure was most likely almost at it's limit. Once again Jay was the topic of conversation now, and she could not understand why. What in the world is a dog like you doing here? How dare you barge onto my property, and into my office like you're the head of this country. For your information my agent never left the grounds.

Yes Ma'am.

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Sofia exits to her room.

Short, but..yeah.

Ciaran put his shaking hands behind his back, still refusing to look at the vampire. When the female walked in he felt almost relieved for a distraction to perhaps get out now. When the door burst open and Iscariot became the topic of conversation Ciaran paled. If self control hadn't have been in his training he was sure he would have lost it. Though trained it was far from his specialty. Taking this moment, Ciaran bowed to Integra,"Zank you Sir hellsing". Taking care to avoid all eye contact, Ciaran left a few short moments after Sofia. If it was one thing he was damned sure of, was that he had to get out now...he had all the information the he needed and he wasn't risking his neck anymore than he needed to.
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Exit to-Lobby

The Great Nosferatu could feel his master's rage now building and on some level, he enjoyed it. Nonetheless, he felt it would be better to recede his attempts to catch her attention for the moment. For the moment, he pulled his energy back into the pool drawing the warmth of the area around the Iscariot agent with him to at least even the playing field. With a sound like that of air being drawn through a straw, Alucard condensed his energy and instead, sent it off to the shadows in the top corner of the room directly behind Integra's desk. Taking the ancient form of mist, the King of Vampires drained a bit more of his gift which gave form to the great mist giving it a deep red depth to its already macabre exterior. Glimpsing into his Master's mind, he could see a lot of her rage bubbling up inside her with the strength of a great furnace which seemed strong enough to ignite her cigar by itself. Taking a new tact, he decided instead to attempt to project a little bit more of a calming sensation into her mind instead and simply placed the words inside of her head, It can wait.

Kitty waghted quietly for Alucard or Intera to respond. But they dident have time to befor Iscariot representitive walked in. Just like befor when she herd his voice red flags went up in her mind. She quicky nocked an arrow. "I told you to waght in the loby." She said. Her bow was redy but amed at the floor. It would not take her more then a few seconds to aime and fire. She carfuly took a few steps toured him. "Umm... Sr. Hellsing when was the lats time some one checked on him" Kitty asked. It was definly posible that he had left the grounds with out eneyone knowing.

Giles rolled his eyes at the woman's rage. Reaching into his coat pocket, he tosses several photographs onto the desk displaying Neko Jay in the holding cell back in Rome. "Might want to get your facts checked there Integra. May I call you Integra? I'm going to call you Integra. Anyway, back to the point. Iscariot had a few of their boys doing some simple surveillance checks around the treaty borders and stumbled across your cat. Upon contact the kid went nuts and attacked the scouts. From what I hear, it took a bit of doing but they eventually managed to subdue him and brought him back to Rome for safe keeping." he explained before sending a glance at the archer who had decided to step in once again. "Pipe down sweet cheeks. The adults are talking." Returning his attention to Hellsing, he crossed one leg over the other and stiffled a yawn. "Now normally the Iscariots would resort to fire and brimstone in light of this but at least one of them had the common sense to hire me instead. They've agreed to return your kitten, safe and sound, as soon as possible. But in return, they've insisted on a few alterations to the current treaties between your organizations." Reaching into the other side of his overcoat, Giles produced a sheet of rolled up paper and set it down on the desk before him. The sheet unrolled itself, revealed to be a freshly updated copy of the treaty agreement between Hellsing and Iscariot. All that it needed was a signature. "Specifically, they've demanded 75% of your supernatural hunting jurisdiction. Bright side is, they said they'd be willing to settle for 50%. Don't you feel lucky?" Corey said, his voice dripping with condescension.

Integra growled at the man before her silently. She heard Alucard in her mind, and slammed the door in his face immediately. Now was not the time to be calm for her. Iscariot barged into her mansion negotiating things as though they had the upper hand. On top of that the idea that Jay was taken. He was a sensitive agent, but a good one. No Kitty because Jay sometimes needs time alone. The Hellsing leader looked at the man again in front of her in disgust. These Catholics were not going to be happy unless they had their greedy hands on everything. She figured this was Maxwell's doing as it usually was. First the problem was Saxon who was still in power, then this Rufus ShinRa wanting to control her organization, and now this. With most likely no help from the Queen seeing as how Saxon was still in control Integra knew they were alone. As she continued to think about things she made up her mind. There was going to be no turning back now. She took a deep breath, and snuffed out her mini-cigar. Looking straight forward into his eyes with a look that would make heaven and hell cower in fear she spoke. Kitty. Alucard. Attack this man at once. We will not allow those Iscariot pigs to take over this country. They are a threat to this nation, and must be treated as such. Now silence him!

Enter from > Outside the Office
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"Well then, that's quite enough that."

Veronica's voice was accompanied by light flutter before the office doors were suddenly forced open by the combine pages of four bibles, allowing literally thousands of scripture to flood into the room. The golden veil swirled around like a miniature hurricane, obscuring both her, Giles and Salvatici within their illuminating forms. Most would think they were harmless, only useful for setting up holy barriers, but if tested Veronica could show them the real power they had. It would only take a flick of her wrist to coffinize someone with the pages, after that the choices were endless. Iron Maiden, asphyxiation, and more.

A single seven-inch long crucifixion stake was launched from the golden torrent with more than enough force to punch a hole in concrete, let alone crucify some wretched abomination or blasphemous protestant to the wall, but luckily had no harmful intent behind it, only aimed at the desk where it imbedded itself into the wood with a loud crack, nailing the document to Integras desk.

"This was so unnecessary, but it wasn't unexpected. We'll be sure to mail whats left of your cat back to you after we've finished with him. Now then..." The thousands of pages suddenly shot forward, flying around everyone in the room before blasting out the window behind Integra, carrying both her and father Salvatici to safety. Giles, on the other hand, was left in his chair. Giles was merely contracted through Iscariot rather than being a member of it, but it was still better to not have loose ends.

The last of the pages left the through the now shattered window, but three more seven-inch stakes were sent flying back into the room directly toward Giles chest, again packing enough strength to embed into concrete. Even if she didn't stay to see her handy work, she was at least going to make sure she tried to clean up all loose ends.

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Veronica and Enzo Exit to Rome

I got permission from Meabh to control Salvatici.

OOC: Sorry for the wait. Work's gotten a little hectic. This'll be fun though. Om nom nom time!
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Alucard was enjoying his reception and the immediate reaction of his master knowing all too well that this exactly the sort of thing to spur on her anger. Naturally, when the order came down, he couldn't contain his excitement. Breaking through the iron doors she had placed before, the creature cackled maliciously with such volume that it might have been heard audibly. Trying to maintain some composure, he simply added, "As you command then, my Master." Without a second's hesitation, his ethereal mist began to grow darker and thicker as if all of the shadows of the room were being pulled into that very corner. In its confines grew a great rustling of wings and screeches which seemed to fill the room as their song reached every corner. With the force of an explosion, hundreds of menacing bats burst forth from their corner and began to surround Giles in a swirling black vortex. From inside, the No Life King let his devilish grin shine through as he made his servants fly ever faster. Drawing them in closer, he chose to extend his force through the bats in an attempt to dismember both of Giles arms or at least render them useless and pull them from their sockets.

Kitty amed her arrow at Giles' head and fired at about the same time Alucards bats soronded him. She quickly redey a nother arrow and waghted for an oening between Alucards bats. Thats when she herd Veronica's voice, and she came into the office. Kitty amed and fired and arrow at her but know she was going to miss when the papers started flying.Soon the Veronica left Her words econing in Kittys head."This was so unnecessary, but it wasn't unexpected. We'll be sure to mail whats left of your cat back to you after we've finished with him. Now then..." . Jay was in danger she hoed Integra had a plain to help him.

OOC: There's getting to be a common theme of ignoring other people's posts in here kiddies. K1tty has the order of events really jacked up and Alucard outright ignored Veronica's actions entirely. Granted, my little npc is about to bite it anyway but let's not get sloppy with roleplay courtesy alright?

Giles sighed audibly at the look on Integra's face. This was going to get violent. "Don't say I didn't try to be nice." he said, pulling a cellphone as Veronica entered the room. Her overly dramatic entrance would give enough of a distraction for him to take care of plan B before the Hellsing dullards pounced. Hitting his speed dial, he rang up one of his contacts in Iscariot responsible for his current employ. "Kill the cat." Corey exclaimed, closing the phone and sending Integra a wink as he rose to his feet. Right about now was when the nun bitch would be carrying him off to the warmth of a private jet and a bottle of scotch. However, he could only quirk an eyebrow as the Bible pages left the office without him in tow. It only took a half second for the gravity of his situation to sink in before everything degraded into chaos. Three stakes slammed into him, one stabbing through his hand and cell phone, destroying it utterly. Another pierced his his heart, throwing him back into his chair as the third struck squarely in his solar plexus. "Well I'll be damned. Suppose...that's what I get for agreeing to work...with the cradle humpers..." Giles said quietly, suddenly finding it very difficult to draw forth the strength to speak of even breath. What a pity, he'd certainly loved to have gotten in one more insult at the Protestant Knight's expense. Even these thoughts were quickly cut short as an arrow of all things caught him in the neck, severing his spine and finally bringing the negotiator to rest just as the vampire's bats began to tear at his deceased form.

(OOC: I am extremely sorry for posting late guys, but we decided to leave from Houston earlier than expected, and we stayed one night at a hotel. Then we forgot the password to the wifi at home. I hope I haven't made anyone mad or annoyed. Now let's get ready for some excitement!)


Not even a minute after Integra gave the order to Kitty, and Alucard two more Iscariot agents came into room in a dramatic fashion. Quickly she grabbed for her gun in the drawer, and aimed for the two new agents. However, before she could take a shot something came flying towards her so she dove out of the way. When she got back up she noticed it was a large stake. Immediately before they could leave she started firing at the pair before they made their way out of the window. Each shot seemed to be timed just too late, and soon enough she ran out of bullets. As soon as they were out Integra looked around the room to see the damage. There were stakes, and papers all along the wall. Frankly while she was wanting new wallpaper this was not the kind she was hoping for. Then she checked up on if Alucard, and kitty were doing their job. The order this Giles gave out over the phone to kill jay did not sit well with her. However, it seemed Alucard was taking care of most of the job. Kitty you can go ahead, and leave. Call in Sofia, and Ciaran and tell them that I will need help clearing out this mess. Alucard when you're done with your meal we need to talk.

OOC-permission granted to enter
enter from the lobby
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Karak was walking down the hallway when he heard the gunshots, his first instinct was to dive for the ground considering his unarmed status, but hoping he wouldn't regret it, he simply kept walking. With a little spring in his otherwise limpy gait, he walked to where the shots seemed to be coming from. The doors seem to have been forced open, or it was just lack of attending to the doors that hung wide open at the present time. He watched as the man before him seemed to be engulfed by a swarm of bats that seemed far to eerie or coincidental for it to unnerve Karak so. He clenched his jaw as he realised it for wha it was, he didn't even seem to notice the stakes in the guy's chest nor the pages leaving in the sunset. Though he did however notice what would appear to be the individual in charge at the moment, standing behind her desk, gun in hand and with an air of confidence or demanding that he couldn't quite place definitively.

Choosing to stay at the doorway rather than enter, he chose to wait for her to acknowledge his presence, it didn't seem the correct time for some stranger to go about barking his name and intentions when a matter was yet to be settled and a man had just been eviscerated or some such. While he didn't move from his spot his eyes still smoothly swept over the room in hope that he wouldn't need to make a hasty exit...a window didn't seem to be a good idea when they were three levels up.

OOC: You're right Andy. Sorry for the bad form. Hopefully this one can make up for it. Guess I got a little to gun ho or...bat ho as the case may be.
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Invigorated by the battle, the agents of the night tore through the last of the man's flesh and left nothing more that a mass of sinew and bone on the floor littered on top of a pool of blood. In the same cloud, the tumultuous screeching flew out of the window after the pages while only a handful remained circling over the feast as if they were bound to its essence. The last bit of screeching gave way to silence as the spectral bats fell to the ground and formed the shape of a putrid crimson ooze which seemed to congeal into humanoid form. In moments, the Nosferatu had reformed back into his original self crouched low over his victim. His red duster coat laid sprawled out behind him as an eerie extension of the pool of current itself. His long black hair was sprawled over his shoulders only partially covering his face as his ravenous toothy grin and serpent-like tongue gorged on the spoils of victory. Drinking in the last bits of life left that were easily accessible, Alucard straightened himself up at his Master's request and made clear that he had noticed their onlooker by shooting him a rather stern stare as he turned on the spot to face her. With a little bit of smugness back on his face, he walked toward her desk as small trickles of blood made their way down to his chin. Anxious to hear what she had to say, he simply bowed and waited for her to answer.

Kitty wached Alucard for a momend. She undestud why the other hellsing members werescared of him he was verey powerful. There was umthing about that that was scary and cunferting at the same time. Kitty noded and left. pusing for a moment to looked at the stranger. She had knotesed that Aulcard had taken little notce of him so she folowd his example and left
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OOC: is that beter

(OOC: Kitty I dismissed you. You are suppose to leave and bring in Sofia, and Ciaran like I stated. Also I am doing a unusual quick post to get the ball rolling. I will get to everyone else in the next post.)


Integra waited impatiently for Alucard to finish his bonus dinner. It was not all the time she allowed for such a spectacle to happen in front of regular Hellsing members, and it was also rare she allowed for him to have such a fresh meal. Once she saw he was done she simply stared at him with a bored expression on her face. Are you quite done now? If so then I can give you your first mission in a long time. Let us hope you have not gotten rusty in your vacation from work. She placed her gun on top of the desk, and sat back down in her chair as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened today aside from the obvious smell of blood. Since we have no idea if this is merely a bluff or not you are to go to Iscariot's headquarters, find where they are holding Jay, and break him back conscious if possible. Let no obstacle stand in your way. You are dismissed servant.

(OOC: Permission to enter granted)

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Well, it appears the meeting between Iscariot and Hellsing didn't go well; what else was new? She could of told them it was going to end badly before she left the first time. Sofia didn't know what they disagreed about, nor what happened, she was sure it would be explained when she arrived; or she'd be able to figure it out for herself once she arrived. Her rifle was slung over her shoulder by its strap, just in case it wasn't entirely over. However, in her other hand was a Swiffer WetJet; apparently a mess had been made and it was requested one be brought along.

She didn't realize why kind of mess until after she opened the door, which had two guards standing by just outside, stepping in beside Karak - who she took a quick observation of - before her boot landed in a puddle of blood; belonging to the negotiator she passed by on her way out before all of this started. Fantastic... That was the only thought that went through her mind before she did a half-turn back to the door and handed the WetJet to one of the guards.

Turning back to face Integra and her desk, she noticed the large stake lodged deep into and the large window behind it was blown out. It was obvious what happened, and considering only one body was left; the other two got away and one unlucky loose end was torn into by Hellsings favored vampire King. The Ex-Mossads eyes fell on the bloodied corpse - or what was left of it - on the floor, taking note of the three stakes in its torso as well. Seems like they cleaned up their loose ends...

"Agent Sofia reporting as ordered."

It did not take long for at least one of the two to come up to the office. Integra was busy looking at the wallpaper trying to decide if she should just reorder the same one, or order a completely different one. Maybe she should follow her doctors orders for once, and attempt to put in a soothing color. Finally deciding it was not that important right now she looked at Sofia. Yes I need you to clean up the floor. Ciaran is suppose to help you where is he? Behind Sofia she saw someone else, but she did not recognize them. Really hoping it was not another Iscariot she placed her hand near her gun, and called them in. Who's there?

Karak stood stock still, even his breathing went into a regular rhythm, anticipating something...anything. The stare he received from the monster that appeared ground on his nerves, the first and foremost thing he wanted to do was put a bullet through it's head, but he knew doing such a thing would be ineffective and would earn him the same fate as the pile of bones on the floor. However he could not help such thought, his feelings toward this particular breed of creature he had still not addressed but certainly weren't personal. He acknowledged the sudden entrance of a female with an AWM strapped to her shoulder he could tell at a glance that it had only had slight modifications. His thoughts stopped there as Integra addressed his presence, "Former warrant officer Karak Tanasi ma'am, here under Pip Bernadotte's advisement. Only...he does not seem to be here". Having already said more than he was due, Karak stopped and waited for a response.

Sofia's jaw almost dropped to the floor. Really.... SHE was going to mop the floor? Weren't there better things she could put her skills to use at? Counter terrorism, Sniping, spying, something? She raised her hand over her face, rubbing the bridge of her nose in disbelief. It was understandable that, now with Walter gone, there wasn't a butler around to clean up messes; but she was hardly getting the paycheck that Walter was. Snatching the broom back from the guard she handed it to, taking note of the smirk on his face, she began to mop up the bloody mess their pet had made. WetJets weren't meant for blood and guts..it was meant for dirt and grime. It took a bit, though eventually it started to have an effect and 'clean' the crimson fluid from the floor; luckily she brought extra pads for it.

Sofia finishes cleaning and heads out.

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Exit- Limbo

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Exiting the helicopter on the roof landing pad, Pip stretched his back and stiffled a yawn, obviously a bit jet lagged from the long flight. Instructing his men to bring the damaged hard to a secure location in the basement of the manor, Pip himself headed for the office of his employer to report in. Maneuvering through the halls, he arrived after a few minutes and knocked before entering just in time to hear his name dropped. "Speak of the devil and he will appear no? I figured it was only a matter of time before you decided to join up with us." he said, addressing the young soldier he and his men had saved from certain death some time ago. "It's true, a few of the boys and I saved him a while back. He's a stand up guy." the frenchman exclaimed with a wink towards Karak. "Anyway, down to business, reporting back from the assignment as ordered Miss Hellsing. We managed to recover a tower hard drive and a series of access codes from the man in charge himself but dollars to donuts they're fakes or altered in some way." sighing a bit, he lighted up another cancer stick and took a puff. "Adding to that, he decided to put a bullet or two into it as we hauled it off so there's no way of telling how much survived on it. We won't know until one of your techies figures out how to crack it." he exclaimed with a shrug. "On the bright side there's no evidence to link anything back so we don't stand to lose anything at least."

Former Warrant Officer? With what branch exactly? She replied as Sofia cleaned up the floor, and eventually left. Not quite the thorough job as Walter though. I guess I' will have to do it myself. I do not even remember where Walter always kept the stuff at. I need to find someone although it is going to be hard. No I am afraid he is not. He is on a mission in France. Just then the door opened up again, and as if summoned Captain Bernadotte appeared. Integra hoped that the longer than planned mission was worth it. She needed any information she could gain from this to try to outsmart, and overtake Rufus ShinRa. As he explained how the mission went she could slowly feel her blood pressure rising, and a headache coming on again. Not to mention she was pretty close to breaking the arm on her chair. That was not an added expense she would need if she was going to repair the room. Integra pinched the bridge of her nose, and sighed before addressing the Frenchman. So what you are telling me Captain is that there's a good 50/50 chance of any useful information I might have on this man is either lost for good, or salvageable. Bloody wonderful. In a huff she got up, and went over to the broken window to look out at her estate. You better hope to God Captain Bernadotte that he does not trace this back to our organization. We stand to lose everything. Even you. She turned away from the window, and looked back at him. Then at the man he knew. So who is he exactly?

"Third division of the British Army ma'am", he took her question as cause to speak, he listened well and didn't move and yet was still able to hear the sound of chopper blades and footsteps coming toward her office. He attuned himself to the footsteps until the guy came through the door with a flurry of words and a report to boot. He nodded to Pip's words but generally tried to make himself scarce as this seemed to be a matter of some importance. After Pip and Integra and finished, Karak looked down the hallway silently acknowledging that there were more gunshots. He pointed his thumb over his shoulder, "Should that be any cause for concern? The gunshots that is".

With a half smirk still on his features, the Frenchman made his way to the nearest chair and twirled it around before sitting down on the piece of furniture, his arms propped on the chair's back. Sir Hellsing was obviously frustrated and she really did have every right to be. These upper crust types never took well to others trying to muscle in and tell them what to do. Luckily, Pip's own experience had been a far more humble one, a middle class family fighting for their weight in money to keep afloat. Inhaling deeply, he finished off his cigarette and glanced about for a safe place to deposit it, unwilling to leave his chair to reach the astray. "Oui Miss Hellsing, I'd say a 50/50 is about the best bet we can make. But at the end of the day a 50/50 shot at a lead is better than what we had before." he said, finally deciding to snuff out his cigarette against his boot before depositing the stub in his pocket for the moment. "With all due respect Miss Hellsing, you hired me and the boys for a reason. The Wild Geese don't make those kind of mistakes so long as the checks clear." he said, responding to her final warning. Integra was his employer and he'd show her the requisite level of respect she deserved in that regard but his pride as a professional had let that little comeback slip out.

Following the conversation's direction as dictated by Integra, Pip focused on the newly arrived Karak again. "Like he says, ex-British military that had a nasty run in with some vampires a few years ago and we just happened to be in the area. Unfortunately we couldn't get there in time to save the rest of them so I offered him a job." Pip said, supporting Karak's tidbit of information while regretting the somewhat repetitive nature of his own answer. He was saved from needing to continue with his prattle by the report of gunfire nearby. Instinctively his hand went to the revolver at his hip and he rose from his chair, making towards the door while hitting the call button on his radio. "Report. What the hell is going on?" a moment passed as a reply came through on the communication device. A fight had broken out in the lobby it seemed with one of the Hellsing members attacking his comrads. "Deploy the nearest security teams to the main hallway and seal off the lobby as well as the outer lawn but do not engage. If they've got him outnumbered that badly there's no need to make it an even bigger cluster fuck. While you're at it, kill the elevator's power and put all available squads throughout the rest of the grounds on orange alert for anyone matching the aggressor's description." Setting the radio back in his pocket, Pip adjusted his hat and nodded to Karak and Integra. "From the sounds of it the issue's nearly been settled and my men will make sure it stays contained. But I am a bit worried. It seems you've had a mole for some time Miss Hellsing." the mercenary exclaimed, allowing the words to hang in the air for a bit.

Integra started to hear the gun shots as well. She began to wonder though if they were going on the entire time or if she was just so worried about other issues. Still the idea of a mole did not sit well with her. Make sure they do not kill whoever it is Captain Bernadotte. Looking over at the man who knew Captain Bernadotte though she figured since she last Jay she couldn't really afford to be picky. Captain if you trust this man then I will as well. Show him around, and explain to him if you have not previously. For now I'll need you to do background checks so we can prevent another mole from getting in. Unless there's anything else both of you are dismissed.

Karak simply stood still, he didn't know her standards nor her requirements for behaviour while in her presence. He listened in a rather off-handed manner however, the gunshots had stopped and that may have been due to the mercs now swarming the lobby. He could hear the footsteps and then the sudden silence, either they had dealt with the mole or it had turned into a temporary standoff. Either way, Karak had just been recruited, however informal it may have been. His let out a breath that made it seem like he'd been holding it since he'd entered and his muscles uncoiled. Pip's communication with Miss Hellsing brought back memories, memories that he would much rather forget especially given circumstances. Showing weakness would spell disaster in some sense. His facial features never changed, neither did he make it a note to listen to a matter that didn't seem to concern him immediately. "Thank you Miss Hellsing", he strode toward the door frame and waited for Bernadotte.
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Exit with Bernadotte when he does