[ ella is not having nearly as bad a time as bo -- she didn't have to leave her baby behind after all, ella thinks they would be hard pressed to find anyone that is having a worse time than bo. but her disquiet with hellsing may have some of the same far reaching roots.
ella's sorta kinda dead. hellsing is kind of anti-undead. ]
Dia duit a stór, [ she murmurs as she slips into the training room to settle at a dummy beside bo. she would be glad finally for her diminutive height to keep her relatively unseen, if only her flame red hair weren't so damn conspicuous. ]
I went into the city and bought a crate of whisky. [ SO THERE IS THAT SMALL MERCY. ]
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ella's sorta kinda dead. hellsing is kind of anti-undead. ]
Dia duit a stór, [ she murmurs as she slips into the training room to settle at a dummy beside bo. she would be glad finally for her diminutive height to keep her relatively unseen, if only her flame red hair weren't so damn conspicuous. ]
I went into the city and bought a crate of whisky. [ SO THERE IS THAT SMALL MERCY. ]