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Who: Any and all Hellsing Staff & guests they invite.
What: Fall dinner.
Where: Hellsing Guild Hall
When: Shundi evening.

At some point during the week, Sebastian posted a brief notice up on the staff bulletin board:

Autumn Dinner
Sunday Evening. Dining Hall. Potluck. BYOB.

When Sunday rolls around, Sebastian has brought along a tray of fruit, cheese, some preserves, and fresh bread.

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Be necessity, Sebastian has become an intensely private man and is now only slowly learning to offer his opinions. There is a short list of men and women he's willing to be entirely frank with and currently they're all somewhere in the guild, if not in the dining hall.

"I don't think I've done anything too terrible in front of her."

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Brie lets out a laugh.

"Probably not. From what I've heard, you've been a charming gentleman."

She scratches Velcro a few more times behind the ear before asking, "So Mr. LeMat, why Hellsing?"

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"I've worked with them before, I trust and respect Sir Hellsing and the Princess a great deal." It's all true and there's a marked softness to his tone when talking about Nuala -- he really does care about her. Unsaid, there are other reasons for working with Hellsing: he likes the structure of it, that they're doing good work, that they include people of all different walks of life, and so on.

"And you?"

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"Remember the female crime-fighting group I told you about before? Hellsing was the closest thing I could find here. I think the group and I, we're trying each other out for now, and seeing how we fit."

Brie glances around at the other guests.

"It's a way for me to meet and work with people who share common beliefs."