Alucard: But for yourself, police girl…you need to drink.
Seras: Don’t change the subject!
Alucard: I’m not.
There is a reason Victorian novelists used vampirism as a way to write stories about sex without getting them censored. Drinking isn’t just about sustenance. It’s about pleasure.
Posts from 25 February 2009
Act 2 Page 6
Walter: Your phone. Fox is on duty. Here’s his number.
Integra: Fox, it’s Integra. You’re being sent down to Manchester.
Fox: On whose authority?
Integra: Mine, of course.
Fox: Yours and whose else’s?
Integra: You don’t need any other authority. I am the head of the Hellsing Organization.
Fox: You’re also a thirteen-year-old girl. I can’t send my troops out based on a child’s orders.
Integra: Determining how qualified I am to give orders is not your responsibility.
Fox: But the safety of my men is.
Integra: Not anymore.
Integra: Pack your things and return your uniform, badge, and gun. You’re fired, Fox.
Fox: You can’t–!
Integra: I can, I will, and I just did.
Did I do that well, Walter?
Walter: Integra, you were magnificent! You’ll make a fine commander of Hellsing!
“A fine commander,” he said! I can do this, Alunacard! I can!
Alunacard: Good to hear. There’s something odd about this case — I think you’d better see to it personally, as Sailor Hellsing.