in which seras grumbles at her mun for bringing up an ancient cross-canon ship

[the_police_girl]

Okay, I know you're getting emotional about that new Iron Man movie, Mun, but this is ridiculous.

But you have no reason t'try and convince me that there's any way we'll find my Tony again. That was years ago and part of a game that doesn' even exist anymore.

Besides, you had t'put me down for a while, too. Things happen. It's not like you didn' fall out of contact with nearly everyone y'knew for two years yourself, hmm?

So jus'... don' get so emotional about it. I know you miss them, and I miss him too, but that was in the past, righ'? It's probably time t'let it go.


[ Damnit... I'd mostly forgotten about it, too, y'know. ].

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[houndings]

Hnn...well said, Police Girl. [Surprisingly.]

[the_police_girl]

[Is that sarcasm or...?

It's hard to tell when he's being serious, honestly. At least he kinda looks serious.]

Oh-- um. Thank you, sir? I-- ah. I think she's jus' being overdramatic, is all...

[houndings]

[Quite serious. And mildly impressed. Mustn't let the ego swell in one so young yet.]

Quite so. They all seem to carry that affliction.



--irritatingly enough.

[the_police_girl]

I'm starting t'notice. [She chuckles, folding her hands behind her back.]

I take it yours is bad about this sort of thing, too?

[houndings]

[He just grunted in response, absently chewing on a spent bullet casing. Tolerant, he was not. Patient, he was not. Understanding, he was not.]

[the_police_girl]

[Grumpy, huh.]

...'s it that bad?

[houndings]

I currently bide my time in Hell, Police Girl. Spirited away from my Master's side and the enemy sailing to our shores.

[YES, IT'S THAT BAD!]

A nuance I find highly--[Was that a growl? Yes, it was.]--unamusing.

[searchdestroy]

Tony, Police Girl?

[the_police_girl]

[OH GOD NO THIS IS EMBARRASSING. Okay she honestly wasn't expecting anyone to ask about it, and now that she has been, she appears to be turning about seven different shades of red and might be trying to disappear. How is she supposed to explain this to Integra of all people?]

U-uhm--. I--.

[Oh this is terrible.]

P-pardon? [She has no idea what you're talking about, Sir.]

[searchdestroy]

[ SORRY, SERAS... ]

I believe I asked you a question. [ A small, almost imperceptible smile. ]

[the_police_girl]

[Yeah like hell that was getting past Integra.]

A-ah--... O-oh. Right. Uhm.

[Shitshitshitshitshit okay, she can do this. It's not that bad, right. Just. Just history, right?]

T-Tony Stark. H-he's um. He's just a Genius Billionaire Playboy Philanthropist man I met a few years ago, i-in the first game I'd ever been sent to. H-he's a scientist and um. A...superhero... sort of...?

[And that's all the information you need right Integra??? Right????? You could fry an egg on her face right about now, honestly.]

[searchdestroy]

[ Let it never be said that Integra was not merciful. Plus, she can connect the dots. ]

I see.

[the_police_girl]

[DON'T LOOK AT HER LIKE THAT.

She buries her face in her hands, practically glowing at this point.]

W-why are you g-giving me that look, Sir? [She feels judged. Is she being judged? D:]

[beastofawoman]

[This one is no stranger to her mundane's shipping habits, though perhaps the old age has mellowed her out somewhat.]

Tony?

[She chuckles, giving Seras a wry smile.]

[the_police_girl]

[Can she just crawl under the desk and never leave?]

...H-he was a-- a man I knew, um, i-in my first game.

[Please ignore the fact she's the approximate shade of a tomato right now, thanks in advance.]</small

[beastofawoman]

[Let's play the game of how much Integra can fluster Seras.]

He must have been quite the lucky man.

[She says, taking a puff from her cigar. Get out Integra, you're a ridiculous old lady.]

[the_police_girl]

[Afdfjdkfdgklkldsfsdklf!!!!!!!

Well that didn't take long. She's just going to sink into the floor here and hide her face because Jesus Christ this is too much. SIR INTEGRA WHY.]

G-gg-ggnngh---...

[beastofawoman]

[Congratulations Integra, you have embarrassed one small fledgling.

To add insult to injury, she stops to pinch the still-fledgling's cheek. But don't worry Seras, when the time comes, you'll know how to handle her... eventually.]

[the_police_girl]

[She whines and bats at her hand, turning her back to the elder Hellsing.]

S-stop that!

[war_dog]

[By the magic of Dear Mun, the words appear over his head.]

An acquaintance of yours, that human?

[the_police_girl]

[She still looks pretty flustered but there's no sense in trying to hide all this anymore. Besides, at least she knows he's not going to laugh at her.]

H-he was... um. Y-you could say a former "mate" of mine, I-- I guess.

[war_dog]

I see. You did not break him?

[the_police_girl]

[BLINK.]

A-ah-- p-pardon? Wh-what do you mean?

[war_dog]

It would be a simple matter to damage a human by accident, when engaged with them intimately.

[the_police_girl]

[WELP NOW SHE'S EXTRA EMBARRASSED.]

I-- I mean-- [She fidgets, pointedly glancing elsewhere.] H-he was a-- um. A resilient man. H-he got used t'my fangs a-and there wasn' too much-- um. -- Too much else that proved t'be an issue. At least nothing th-that we didn't ultimately get accustomed to...