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Post by fatherm on Mar 1, 2007 6:29:15 GMT
Father Mathis considers the options before him for a brief period and nods in Agreement with Aiden. With a casual air of finality he casts his hands to his sides.
"I am inclined to agree with Private Vice. Alucard is generally regarded too dangerous to come within several hundred kilometers of His Holyness, and although a weaker, less developed Midian would strike my superiors as more suitable, Miss Victoria's instability and sudden bursts of power are quite unappealing upon review, not to mention the scandal of an armed Hellsing escort present in St. Peter's. But a half-vampire, you say? What sort of powers does she express?"
Father Mathias draws closer to Sir Integra's desk, venturing even to lean slightly upon the freshly laquered furnature.
"My superiors...and myself, would be most interested to know."
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Post by Sir Integral on Mar 2, 2007 6:37:56 GMT
She tilted her head slightly in acknowledgement, and stated rather plainly, "We don't know." At the silence following this, she gave an impatient sigh and continued with a brief explanation. "Mytha Torunc only joined a few days ago and is currently recovering from blood loss. We know that she can withstand normal artillery fire - not easily, but not with incredible difficulty. She's basically fine with bullets." Integra frowned slightly. "Excuse me for one moment," she said politely, then opened one of the desk drawers and began rummaging frantically. The sound of a pill bottle opening and shaking was clearly audible, and there was a moment of silence as the sound was repeated, over and over. Six different pills were eventually extracted and swallowed with little fuss, and she looked up. "As for her other skills, we are planning on testing her and assessing her skills as soon as she's recovered." She frowned slightly as she shekod on one of the mis-swallowed pills. "Any other suggestions, Private, Father?"
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Post by fatherm on Mar 2, 2007 8:08:34 GMT
Father Mathias raised an eyebrow out of curiosity as Sir Integra quickly consumed the medicine within the pill bottles. Father Mathias shakes off the fleeting quandaries and restores his otherwise neutral demeanor.
"Other than testing for a diminished vampiric response to silver, no I can not think of additional tests."
Father Mathias rose from his seat and issued a formal bow to Sir Integra.
"I believe we can conclude the first round of negotiations. Do you happen to have a land line that I could use to contact the higher-ups at the Vatican?"
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Post by RedMattis on Mar 2, 2007 17:16:21 GMT
Aiden looked at Integra for awhile after hearing the question, and then formally said "I'm sorry sir, but seeing as I am neither the half-vampire's superior nor of sufficient rank to have any information about her merits and flaws as to comment on how many years it will take until she is sufficiently trained to leave on such an mission"
He then paused for a second as if thinking and then continued "With my limited knowledge on any vampire half-breed there is little I can say on that topic, but any untrained soldier possessing institution and senses like that will start believing themselves to know better than their superiors on many topics, which will undoubtedly lead to disobedience. When they are right, wish they inconveniences aside might get rather often, they will get increasingly arrogant, which will eventually result in a soldier who cannot follow orders, and will grow ever more distant from the organisation..."
Aiden paused for a moment and looked down on the ground, then he looked up and slowly continued his explanation in a slightly sad voice "...and when they grow distant from the organisation they might become persuadable by other groups, especially the enemy, who might offer an understanding which they cannot deny..."
Aiden composed himself and continued "So it will get progressively worse if they do not get well weaved into the organisation, this I can say with my psychological understanding of behaviour in a situation like that."
He took a deep breath and looked seriously at Integra "You asked for my opinion on this, and my opinion is that she should not be sent out on a mission without at least 6 months of hard training, and under no circumstances should she go alone, that is my opinion on the matter, sir"
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Post by Sir Integral on Mar 4, 2007 10:38:21 GMT
Integral looked calmly between the two, then tilted her head in acknowledgement. "There's a cordless handset to your right, Father." The words were spoken softly, but were quite clearly a polite dismissal. "Private Aiden, you're thinking clearer than you did before. Thank you for your input, you're dismissed. Take the rest of the day off and go look at the expansions to the Manor. We have a new training ground over a few acres as well, and both of you are welcome to come and go as you wish... as long as you stay on Institution grounds." She nodded towards the door. "Excuse me gentlemen, but these medications have a slight sedative effect, and I need all my concentration on my paperwork now."
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Post by RedMattis on Mar 4, 2007 15:32:16 GMT
Aiden saluted, after which he walked away from Integra's office to look around to see what had changed.
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Post by fatherm on Mar 5, 2007 5:44:01 GMT
Father Mathias nodded a brief thank-you as Integra resumed her paperwork. It was somewhat chilling to Father Mathias to see the once-indominable head of the Hellsing organisation perched over her desk fumbling with paperwork. The troubled priest shook it off. Realizing he had more pressing issues, he reached for the cordless telephone and casually strolled just outside the office, and made sure to shut the door. With an agile hand Father Mathias Falkland dialed an 11-digit number: 1-379-843-5673. The phone rang but once before it connected.
"Yes...All terms...No, no one's available at the moment...Yes, they suggested a Midian was almost certain to fill the post...No, they seem somewhat preoccupied at the moment..."
Father Mathias let out a minuscule chuckle.
"Yes, you were right. No effect. Should be fun to see how this will play out...It was strange though, she takes pills apparently...Sedatives, she said. You think otherwise...I agree, it's suspicious, but...No, no. I understand. I'll send you my next report in due time. Falkland out."
Father Mahias depressed the end button, cutting off the short but instructive conversation. With a quick stride he reentered Sir Integra's office, and deposited the telephone in its casing. The garbed priest bowed deeply, his red waist sash grasing the floor.
"Thank you...Sir Integra."
Falkland brought himself upright and exited the office, heading for his appointed room.
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Post by RedMattis on Mar 5, 2007 10:04:29 GMT
As Aiden walked around the mansion he slowly started to realize that nearly everyone was gone, replaced by new soldiers. Aiden rubbed his templates while while he half listened to a few new soldiers trash-talked about Hellsings newest monster-girl. As Aiden stood there someone said "It feels pretty empty around here nowadays, doesn't it?". Aiden turned around and looked at the speaker, and immediately recognized him as Andiron Johnson, a soldier from before the attack. Andiron walked past Aiden, appearently on a patrol. Aiden turned and looked at Andiron's back as he walked away along the corridor, and sighed "Yeah", before walking away himself, to look around some more.
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