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Who: Integra Hellsing and Alucard.
What: WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH THESE VAMPIRES, also date night (not really)
Where: Hellsing Manor
When: RIGHT NOW.
Notes: (Dys)functionality at its best.
Warnings: (potentially) blood and gore and generally inappropriate things. hooray.

There's something to be said for the ease with which Alucard has settled into his new surroundings, and it isn't necessarily pleasant. It wouldn't be, anyway, if anyone knew the could-be-ramifications of giving someone (something) like him so much freedom. He enjoys it, but not because he feels himself an equal - such would be far from the truth. Alucard's pleasure stems from something decidedly, and unfortunately, more complex, and almost completely unrelated to the concept of freedom in itself. It's also something he can't be bothered to dwell on for the moment.

His tether, though loosened more than it ever could have been back home, is still ever-present, and he can feel its tug in the form of an order that needn't be spoken. Within moments Alucard steps into his Master's room, curiosity as plain as it ever gets upon his features.

"You called?"

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She laughs again, in that way where it's not true laughter because she never learned how - her childhood had no games and all the stories were frightening and real - but it's breathless and lacking in any other description.

"I don't."

Integra lacks the ability to command the forces of darkness to make her voice heard in the dark, and though it's swallowed up by the night air as they run, she doesn't even imagine he can't hear her. Her mortal horse is more stubborn than scared, charging on and on, as if proving itself. It's a good animal. Maybe she'll even name the damn thing.

They're coming up on the neighboring village in the Sangwine district, now. If Alucard wants to haunt the territory, now's the time.

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It would seem that he has every intention of frightening the locals, because his horse halts almost instantaneously as they cross into new territory, suddenly enough that it would have thrown a rider with any less experience. Integra will notice, of course, if not for having seen it for the sudden absence of the sound of war riding beside her.

Already Alucard has dismounted, leaving the beast to stomp at the ground in agitation as he moves aside. Apparently it doesn't approve of these sorts of shenanigans. Familiars, what can you do?

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Integra slows her steed from a gallop in the town limits, striking a semi-unconsciously intimidating image - it's not unheard of for Sir Hellsing to go out at night and (investigate? patrol?) work, but it's rare. She makes people nervous, not by intent, but because it's not like anything good ever brings her out.

She inadvertently shoos two pub-crawling women inside at the sight of her, but another group of friends is a bit more brave, watching her and carrying on after her horse takes her around another corner, heading ever westward. Perhaps they'll enjoy what's at her heels.