[ not for long at all, really. walter comes to a halt in front of a set of double doors and gestures for them to enter, announcing them as they walk into the black and white tiled room.
"Sir Jack Chessing and Sir Buffy Summers of the Knights of the Silver Dragon."
the room stretches out long in front of them, leaving an intimidating amount of space to cross to reach the large desk that must belong to the leader of the hellsing organization. she stands with her back to them, facing one of the large windows. for a moment, she almost appears to be a man: her height, bearing, and the suit she wears with its padded shoulders creates a very masculine presence. but the tumble of blonde hair that falls to her waist seems to dismiss that idea instantly.
she speaks, her voice authoritative and commanding: ] Come in.
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"Sir Jack Chessing and Sir Buffy Summers of the Knights of the Silver Dragon."
the room stretches out long in front of them, leaving an intimidating amount of space to cross to reach the large desk that must belong to the leader of the hellsing organization. she stands with her back to them, facing one of the large windows. for a moment, she almost appears to be a man: her height, bearing, and the suit she wears with its padded shoulders creates a very masculine presence. but the tumble of blonde hair that falls to her waist seems to dismiss that idea instantly.
she speaks, her voice authoritative and commanding: ] Come in.