La Vie Boheme continues. SarahBelle still wrote the lot of it.

HellSING! Theatre Continues: Our chorus of humans, vampires, a catboy, a ghost, and a werewolf (not that he sings) carries on:

Alucard: Run faster – she’s my Master.

Kouta Hirano: So that’s five undead Nazis, four psycho Catholics, three zombie vampires, two – not counting Walter – servants,
and one knight wielding a sexy blade…

Walter: He means a sword.

Integra: I wear a bra.

Kouta Hirano: And thirteen thousand extras; is that all done?

[All]
Blood and guns!

[Alucard and Seras]
To hand-crafted guns made by wire wielding butlers
To coffins, to cross-pins, to tea and to cigars
To leather, to ascots, to orange tinted shades
To double Harkonnens and fighting off sharp blades!

[Seras and Pip]
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion
Creation, vacation

[Integra, to Maxwell]
No transubstantiation

[Walter]
To future, to culture;
To literature we’ve read!

Pip: To Queenie!

Integra: To country!

Doc: To anything undead!

Walter (who reads a lot, and also breaks the fourth wall): Polidori, Ptah, Le Fanu!

Integra: Bram Stoker!

Major: What about ‘Her’?!

Walter: To old and new!

Doc: To Chris Lee!

Schrodinger: Lugosi!

Rip: To Gary Oldman, too!

[Integra]
Why Alucard and Walter went across the water
To blow up everything!

[All]
La vie Hellsing!

[To be continued!]