#munusadeo

"What kind of bloody question is that!!!"

*cackles*

♈: I want to be your servant.

A pale brow rose at the appearance of the sisters, helmets tucked dutifully underneath their arms. She crossed her own arms, shifting her weight to another foot. 

♈: I want to be your servant.

Although the..Being before her had sent shudders through her spine and a sickening churning through her stomach on it's approach, the Iron Maiden held it back choosing instead to watch him carefully.

Her typical expression, cold unyielding, did not change. She would not deny an innate sense of fear at his approach but she would not show it. To do so could end disastrously.

She let her hands hang to her sides, ready for guns should she need it but she already knew her revolvers and makalovs would do nothing against something that reeked of death and what some might consider evil.

The Master of Monsters knew better than to judge a book by it's scent, however.

She gave a short, harsh chuckle to the greyface, leaning on her hand and smirking all the while.

"As if I need to be anyone other than Sir Integra Fairbrooks Wingates Hellsing, Director of the Hellsing Organization, member of the Queen's round table and Heir to the Hellsing bloodline. Master of the Vampire Alucard, formerly known as Count Dracula and before that known as Vlad III Dracul or Vlad the Impaler." 

She gave a wider smirk, and sat up straight.

"The idea that many seem to have about me that I do not feel comfortable in my place that many view as overtly strong or masculine for a woman. That I possess some secret desire to parade around in heels and dresses and be cooed over by my peers, this idea frankly amuses me greatly. What you see before you is what I am,in it's entirety.