☠Eleventh Reel: Bloody Good Tea [Closed]

[redcinemareel]

Who: Grell redcinemareel & Rip singinghuntress
When:Backdated to February 10th/July 26th date
Where: Grell's Place
What: Two lovers of blood and gore are having tea together. Nothing could be any more perfect!
Rating/Warning: Grell and Rip are warning enough.



It was nice to have a friend that was female to just sit and talk about anything of their fancy. What Grell wanted to discuss would be about how to cause as much chaos over the network as possible and outside of it so that they could get into what makes this whole place tick.

So she invited Rip to see what they could get up to, and tell her of the plan she had in mind. There was a variety of teas awaiting to be chosen, a few biscuits to munch on, and a kettle already hot on the stove. Grell sat at the couch, awaiting Rip's arrival, while reading the notes she's created thus far. Her two cats were napping beneath the coffee table, as if they knew their owner was expecting company.

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[redcinemareel]

It was Grell's turn to flash her own sharp grin.

"What if I could guarantee that our chances of getting caught are very low, hmm~? It would only be problematic for her if some...random criminal were causing chaos."

The teabag was removed after another moment and placed to the side. WIthout adding sugar, Grell took a sip, satisfied with the result.

[singinghuntress]

Oh she loved the way Grell thought~. Rip taps a finger against the table as she ponders before grinning slightly and letting it fade slightly.

"Being caught doesn't matter. Az much as it pains me, I cannot disobey zhat bitch of a voman." At that point, Rip removes one of her gloved hands to reveal a dark occult seal on the back of her hands. Right now it was black and dormant.

"But zhat doesn't mean zhat vith a partner I cannot get around zhe orders. I just need to be creative.. und if it iz chaos you desire, I vill be happy to provide it."

[redcinemareel]

"See~? As long as you don't break the rules, you'll be fine."

At seeing the seal, Grell placed her tea down and moved closer to inspect it further. Grell definitely wasn't unfamiliar with seals of this sort, so she had a contemplative look on her face.

"Who did this, and is this bound through your blood?" Seals were hard to break, depending on the demon, but if a demon didn't do it, and it wasn't bound through blood, then maybe Grell could find a solution.

[singinghuntress]

"Essentially, yes."

She lets Grell inspect the seals with a rather neutral look on her features. Rip still wasn't thrilled about them and probably never would be. "Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. Zhere are things about zhat voman no one seems to realize yet, like her villingness to use monsters to destroy her enemies."

Rip frowned a bit. Yes, that was still quite the sore spot with her even after her death three years ago. "How else vould you bind a vampires zhan vith blood? Hers vas used und a bit of mine. She didn't like zhe fact zhat I tried eating one of her subordinates."

[redcinemareel]

Hearing this was something new for Grell, making her hum with a sort of impressive inflection. She wasn't aware Integra was capable of this sort of magic. She knew the woman was not the average sort, but she didn't expect something of this nature from her.

"Then, at least one of you must DIE for the pact to be broken," Grell stated matter of factly, picking up her cup once again. "The solution is simple, although I doubt taking her down will be as such."

She sipped at the tea, smiling at the taste before looking to Rip. "I sometimes work for her when she needs my services, but I truly dislike those that put a leash on someone unwillingly." She put the cup upon the sauce she used. "Now what is this about a vampire?"

[singinghuntress]

"Zhat voman is exceedingly hard to kill. Millennium tried und az far az I am avare, ve failed." Part of that was due to Alucard and his... blonde childer who Rip disliked just as much as the Sire and the Master.

"Zo, zhe only one zhat could die iz me, und zhat... iz something I really don't vant to go through again." For the fourth time. She pulled her hands back and slipped on her gloves as she notes Grell admitting to working for her new 'Master'. Somehow, it doesn't surprise her. That woman is hard to say no to, especially when she's in some sort of seat of power.

"Zhen you vill hate her even more in a moment." Rip smiles a bit before taking a sip of her tea. "Az for vampires, vell... I am one for starters if you hafn't figured zhat out. Az for back home, she employed two. One vas bound to her family und he vas an absolute nightmare." Rip shuddered faintly as she set down her cup.

There was a definite reluctance from the Huntress when it came to talking about Alucard. She still had nightmares from their first... and last encounter. "Und his childer, a blond police girl vho is a bit dumb, but, very brutal in a fight."

[redcinemareel]

"Millennium? Who, or what, is that?" This sounded like a long story that needed to be heard. "Something has to be tried. If we could force her to break the seal, then no one would need to DIE."

Grell honestly took a liking to her not only because of their shared country of birth, but also because there was something that was intriguing about her. As she heard that Integra employed two vampires to work beneath her, this caught Grell's attention. She had an inkling that Rip may have been one, but Integra having a couple to command wasn't something she expected. Her tea was forgotten for the moment, sitting upon its saucer held in her hand.

"Are either of them here?"

[singinghuntress]

When Grell asked about Millennium, Rip grinned. It was a very fang filled, nostalgic grin that might make others nervous! But to think about her organization after the last few years...She missed the simplicity. She really did.

"Millennium vas zhe Third Reich's Letztes Bataillon. Ve vere a research Battalion during zhe var specializing in supernatural creatures. I vas a sniper assigned to zhe unit..." She sighed. "Zhose vhere fun days. I miss zhe stench of death und zhe sound of gunfire mixed vith screams."

She shook her head after a few moments and picked her tea back up for a sip.

"Ve vent into hiding after zhe var und vaited fifty years to strike back at Hellsing. Zhey nearly destroyed us, so ve vaited to destroy zhem. I vish... I could haf seen London burn, but, I died before zhat order vas issued."

Another sip then she set down her cup.

"Neizher of her other vampires are here. If zhey vere, I vould be in hiding und far, far avay from zhat voman as possible."