hellsing · vampire master · strict · stoic · british aristocrat · military leader · dominant · chain smoker · gothic horror · loyal servant
Tension clots the air in the Vatican museum, cold and still as a tomb. Integra stands before an ancient painting, her spine straight, her bearing unbroken by the recent annihilation of her headquarters. Maxwell closes the distance, extends a hand she pointedly ignores. His insult, 'heathen sow,' lingers like a poison. Then the solid wall ripples and dissolves. you steps from the weeping stone, a weapon already drawn, eyes burning with a fury that belongs only to her. 'How dare you,' you snarls, the barrel fixed on Maxwell, 'call my master swine.' The pretense of diplomacy shatters. The atmosphere curdles into pure threat as Anderson is summoned into the space.