The transport started from Dortmund . Just the usual run.
I knew the ship, all was familiar.
To a young man who was raised by a trader's fam no big thing.
We undocked, met your usual Red Hessians, hah.
Even they are pirates, we knew eachothers. Buis as usual.
But one day my ole man recieved some ****ing assignment.
Taking some metal things to Bretonia. With a very, very good payment.
I told him, dont do it!
'Shut up son, you dont get it!'
'Hey Dad that smells like **** - dont do it, le's stay here.'
He kicked me out of the train and left.
"I wouldn't say alone, Mr. Jaydn." said a voice from behind Sayne. He looked behind him to see a woman approaching, flanked by a taller man dressed like a cross between a bodyguard and a butler, he really couldn't tell which. The woman sat down in the chair beside him, motioning to the bartender. She whispered into the barkeeps ear, sending him away a simple motion from her hand. She turned back to Sayne as her drink order came sliding down the counter, she catching it without looking.
"Well, Mr. Jaydn, here's to a Merry Christmas and to our future successes." she said, raising her glass to him. She downed the drink without blinking, her butler/bodyguard staring at Sayne with great intent. She shot him a sly smile after the drink,
"Oh, I haven't yet introduced myself, have I? The name's Hellsing. Lady Integra Hellsing."
Lady Integra Hellsing, Order of the Royal Knights
"Do not toy with me, Servant! Any force which hinders us is to be crushed underfoot!" ~ Lady Integra Hellsing
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Bashar Teletha Testarossa, Independent Systems Alliance
"Don't tell me how to run my ship! I designed it!" ~Bashar Teletha Testarossa