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[SHOOM] Integra: What the–?
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[THUMP] [SMACK] Integra: Alucard… …get your face off of my neck or you will be locked in the basement for the next twenty years!
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Integra: And as for you–! You can’t just drop in on people’s heads like that! Who are you? Laura: … Integra: Well? Talk, kid! Laura: You…you must be…Sir Integral Wingates Van Helsing!
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Integra: Why does everybody know my name today?? Laura: Well then, Sir Integra… [TCHAK] …you must have the staff of the Master of Monster. Give it to me! Are you listening? Integra (thinking): This cannot be happening! [Act XV – End]
Act 16: Little Stranger
Author’s note from The Future: These pages were drawn in 2004 like the rest, but the lettering and shading was done here and now in 2017. Which explains why it’s much smoother. Photoshop brushes are a gift. The new dialog font is Bird of Hermes (TTF download link). The audience for this is probably a… Continue reading Act 16: Little Stranger
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Integra: What do you think you’re doing, kid? Who are you? Where did you come from? Why do you want the Staff of the Master of Monster? How do you even know about it? Take the questions one at a time. And get that gun out of my face. Laura: You’re mocking me… Do you… Continue reading Act 16 Page 1
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[poof] Alucard: A toy, after all . . . [flutter flutter] Integra: Good work, Alucard. Now, start talking. [YANK]
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[DASH] Integra: So much for vampiric strength and reflexes . . . Alucard: She surprised me. She is stronger than she looks. Integra: So, is she one of you? Alucard: No. That child is no vampire. Integra: Well, in that case . . .
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Laura: [snif] Mama . . . Integra: “Mama,” eh? I hope you don’t hold guns to your mother’s face too. Good, it looks like you’ve calmed down. Don’t run again. You’re coming with me. Alucard . . .
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Integra: . . . Carry her. Alucard: This is a ridiculously simple task to waste my strength on. Integra: Just do it. Alucard/Laura: . . . Laura: You’re cold . . . Integra (thinking): Well, of course he is! Integra: Let’s go.