omG cuddle [ for integra bc I'm too lazy to switch blogs annnnd yeah still not asleep ]
Send me 'cuddle' for my muses reaction to yours suddenly sitting next to them and wrapping them up in a blanket.
That night, Claire knew that she had pushed herself way too far while training. She was starting to feel like dead weight to the organization. Her own assumption was further from the truth since she was still contributing in her own way, but to her, she felt like she needed to get stronger and still perform as a protector. She had gotten out of the room and only managed to catch herself before sliding down the wall in pure exhaustion. She wondered how long she must have been sleeping there, for she saw silken locks of blond next to her while a single verdant eye was cast towards the director's form.
"Master Hellsing--? What are you doing here...?" Her voice was so hoarse from not nourishing herself. She still hadn't partook in consuming blood for she was still feebly trying to remain human-like, despite the dramatic change to her entire essence. "--Did I worry you?"
Goodness, if she did that, she wouldn't have ever been able to forgive herself. She was a soldier and soldiers had to be strong.

















