The night arrives (as if you hadn’t guessed)!

Staff: May I see your invitation, madam?
Staff (thinking): Cripes, she’s hot! Too bad that bloke’s so close at her side…he looks almost like a shadow…

Integra: Certainly. I am Sir Integral Wingates Hellsing.
Staff: Go on in.
Staff (thinking): THAT’S Sir Hellsing?? I thought he…no, he’s a she…was, well, a bloke, and a terror on top of that!

Alucard: So, how about it? May I escort you to the coming ball?
[bow]

Integra: Perhaps you may, after all…provided, of course, that you…

…don’t shapechange, don’t glare at anyone, don’t stare at people’s necks, don’t make any cryptic remarks, especially about the moon or blood or drinking or thirst or night or death, don’t pull a gun on anyone, don’t get into any prolonged conversations, don’t offer to dance with anybody, don’t…
Alucard: You have only to order it, Master. You know that. *tch* Humans…

[brown eyes]
[flat teeth]

Integra: Even without your clearly vampiric features, you’ll still scare people.
Alucard: I would scare people no matter what form I took.
Integra: True.

Every doujinshi needs at least one “fling!” scene.

Alucard: You’ve seen me turn into a score of bats, a dog, a shadow. Why haven’t you considered that I can change my shape in smaller ways?
Integra: Like what?
Alucard: Allow me to demonstrate.

(fling)
(step)
(drop)

Alucard: But do consider the offer. True, I am far older than Walter, but I don’t look it.

Integra: Out of the question. You don’t honestly think a ballroom full of upper-crust aristocrats will fail to notice a vampire in their midst? At least a few will be aware of the reality of such creatures.

Alucard: You really haven’t thought this through, have you?
Integra: *twitch*