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?
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
[Integra, to Maxwell]
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!
Rip: To Gary Oldman, too!
Why Alucard and Walter went across the water
To blow up everything!
La vie Hellsing!
[To be continued!]