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[ The feed clicks on, showing one Integra Hellsing sitting in what... would appear to be her apartment. She doesn't seem to be quite as roughed up as she had been when she first arrived; granted, she's bruised and scraped up, but she looks overall better.

She's sipping at a small cup of tea; it certainly isn't what Walter, her poor, dear lost Walter would have made, but this is something she'll have to get used to regardless. ]

I suppose it's about time that I get around to introducing myself. My name is Sir Integra Hellsing. I come from England, and before anyone questions the 'Sir', I am a knight under Her Majesty the Queen. Like I have heard a few others state, I, too, am a hunter of monsters.

[ She lights up a cigar, her neutral mask never slipping. This is her last one... she's going to have to go out and find something similar, much to her horror. ]

I'm not going to ask if anyone from my own home world has arrived. I believe I already know the answer to that. Instead, I want to offer something. Protection, you could say, from things that go bump in the night... if I am to be stuck here for however long, then it is my duty to offer as much protection to all of you as I possibly can give. If the time or need arises, don't hesitate to contact me.

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Very well. I haven't really been out and about much myself, honestly... but I don't often enjoy exploring places much.

I'm used to exploring new places.

[A beat.]

It usually doesn't end well.

Ah... well, I suppose we have that much in common. When I go to new places, my servant tends to destroy things and then I end up paying for the damages. So yes, things don't end well on my end, either.

[ Another good reason to stay home and never come out... oh, if she only had that luxury. ]

...heh.

[A smirk threatened to appear on Soma's face.]

I guess Dracula's destructive no matter what world he's from.

Indeed.

[ She pauses for a moment, remembering the Rio incident... and how very costly THAT ended up being. Buildings exploding, hundreds of people impaled and left to rot in the street... ]

...Very, very destructive. Although I must admit, mine has been quite helpful, whether he truly wants to be or not.

...helpful, hunh.

[Soma trailed off, almost looking haunted for a moment.]

...lucky.

He has no choice. We are bonded by blood... but that is also a story for another time.

[ She tilts her head, and then frowns. ]

I take it that you are not so fortunate.