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Stoker Household Activity Log: April (Mmm Sacrelicious...)
Who: Open to all residents and their visitors.
When: The month of April (specific dates in subject lines)
Where: The Stoker Household / Winthers Lake Manor in Sector Seven, close to the border of Sector Four.
Summary: Daily shenanigans and interactions amongst the household throughout the month.
Warnings: There will be threads regarding the Seven Sins plot for the month, so expect some Envy, Gluttony, Sloth, and Wrath.
Enter freely and of your own volition.
When: The month of April (specific dates in subject lines)
Where: The Stoker Household / Winthers Lake Manor in Sector Seven, close to the border of Sector Four.
Summary: Daily shenanigans and interactions amongst the household throughout the month.
Warnings: There will be threads regarding the Seven Sins plot for the month, so expect some Envy, Gluttony, Sloth, and Wrath.
Enter freely and of your own volition.
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"I'm going out to kill something."
It was said indignantly, Seras pursing her lips. "What...? Well who's stopping you! Throw on a skirt if it'll make you happy. Never saw why you always dress like a bloke anyway." In fact Seras had always thought Integra liked dressing that way and never thought she might want otherwise.
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Integra continued staring, and then pointed accusingly at her. "You're not going out to kill something dressed like that. No one does that. You'll look like a hooker. Don't do it."
Poor Seras. Dropping her arm, the woman huffed again. "You say that because YOU aren't the one who has to dress like I do! You don't know what it's like to have to keep up with a bunch of old men who look down on you, do you? No. You don't have to do the things that I do-- I do NOT dress like a bloke!"
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Then she gaped. "I do not look like a hooker! How do I look like a hooker?! It's not that sodding different from my Hellsing uniform!" Which she'd found questionable when she first got it, then ended up used to. "I'm not even wearing the stockings! Besides, the skirt's easy to move in!"
Seras drew herself up to her rather not much height, "Well you should've punched the old farts, then! Kick them in the goolies."
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She did, however, smirk at poor Seras' outburst. "The stockings covered up more skin. You could have asked for a new uniform and I would have given it to you. It's not my fault you like to dress like that. At least YOU can get away with it. I couldn't."
Turning over to stare at the poor Draculina again, she huffed. "It isn't that easy. They're old. You wouldn't understand. No one understands. It just isn't fair."
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Now really, was this Miss Integra whining about how things weren't fair? Really? "Course it isn't bloody fair, what the fuck is fair! Fair wouldn't be dealing with sodding Nazis and being whisked away to strange cities and having a soul ripped away from you cos some arsehole machine felt like it!" she grit her teeth.
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Honestly, if Integra could get up right now, she'd probably be jabbing a finger into those huge tits. An ACCUSING finger. Fortunately, she could not. So she merely continued lying like a lump. "You aren't even from the same moment in time that I am. Feel fortunate you haven't seen the shit that I have."
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Seras looked down at her, wrinkling her brow, "What're you on about?"
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Cracking an eye open, Integra looked right back up at Seras. "It's nothing. When you get home, you'll see for yourself... you're lucky you don't know what I do."
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She eyed Integra dubiously, "Fine, whatever! I'm going out! You stay there and smother yourself with blankets."
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Staring up at her like some sort of ill, wounded animal [something which she very much was NOT], she suddenly blurted out, "...Go get me a glass of water before you go."
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And with that she turned to stalk out of the room.
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The latter part was said with determination, even as she went to grab a glass and fill it up for the lazybones mistress of the manor. Honestly, what an abuse of power!
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Unfortunately, Seras' bed was no longer nice looking and tidy. No, the sheets had been kicked onto the ground, the quilt was all wrinkled and half off of the bed as well, and Integra huffed when she accidentally kicked it to the floor.
Wearily, she reached for it, and then just gave up.
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When she returned to the room she almost threw the crackers at Integra but somehow refrained. "Here's the damn crackers and the damn water, now I am going!"
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"Fine. Go. I don't need you. See if I care."
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