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[wearyheadtorest]

Who: Hellsing personnel
What: The meet-and-greet barbecue.
Where: Out in back of Hellsing HQ.
When: Givdi, beginning in the afternoon, stretching on into the night.
Notes: Dean's network post will be the first comment, after that, just tag in at will to create new threads at the barbecue itself.
Warnings: Contains Alucard. Also contains Dean Winchester. Further warnings to be added as we go AW SHIT I NEED TO WARN PEOPLE ABOUT THAT.

About midday, a call goes out on the Hellsing filter from Dean, setting this thing up.

By mid-afternoon, with help, there are a couple of grills going, crabs on the boil, tables lined up in the grass behind the guild hall. There's meat, there's shellfish, there's vegetables and side dishes. There's even some wine and beer.

Hello, Hellsing. Come meet and greet your fellow operatives.

Comments

[lily-schlaflied.livejournal.com]

Shiori nods enthusiastically. "I was just hired! I'm Princess Nuala's administrative assistant. Are you a field agent?" She clasps her hands behind her back, head cocked to the side and eyebrows furrowed in concentration. There's still some cognitive dissonance going on with her new ability to understand other languages.

[ofminastirith.livejournal.com]

"I am, yes." For the record, Boromir's original language is Westron, which is getting translated into English. Coupled with being bi-lingual in Sindarin, his accent has the odd sing-song quality of Welsh or Finnish, but more Germanic sounding than the elves who speak it*. "Are you also a member of the new cohort?"

*...yes, thank you for that clusterfuck, Mr Tolkien.

[lily-schlaflied.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I am. From what I gather, it's not the usual occurrence? Or is it?" Shiori shakes her head, laughing amicably. "Even with that pamphlet and everything else I've been told, I really have no idea what's going on!"

[ofminastirith.livejournal.com]

"It's usual for the city, but I doubt it's usual for most of the cohort," he says, smiling. "And I don't think anyone among us knows why they've been brought here." Or at least he doesn't think there's one grand, unifying reason. At first he thought it had something to do with his death, but after hearing other people's stories, he had become less sure.

"I apologise," he says, somewhat sheepish. "I don't think my words are the best comfort."

[lily-schlaflied.livejournal.com]

"Not at all. Honestly, I think I might prefer to think we were brought here for a reason." Shiori looks down, shaking her head. "The alternative...well, it seems very, ah, nice here, but I do want to go home." She tucks some hair behind her earl shaking her head again. "But I'm also looking forward to working with everybody!"