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So a Psychic And A Vampire Hunter Walk Into A Bar

Who: Saki Hanajima & Sir Integra Hellsing
Where: "That strange eating area" a.k.a the dining room.
When: 7/19 Afternoon
Rating: PG, will change if needed.
Summary: Hellsing invites Hana to lunch. Suddenly they're becoming friends.
The Story:

For all the love that Utoni and Tohru showered upon her, Saki Hanajima was still no expert on acquiring friends. Some part of her believed she didn't need any more than she already had - another part of her still thought she didn't deserve them. But despite doing her best to 'creep away' the people of Wonderland, she managed to attain a few close companions. Apparently, Sir Integra Hellsing aspired to be one of them. How odd.

Saki had arrived first. On one level, it was to get an advanced reading on Integra's waves. For all the kindness over words in journals, it was better to get an in-person hearing. On the second level... She was a little excited. It wasn't that often that people actually reached out an invitation to her. Yay.

As usual, she wore all black, painted her nails black, but today wrapped up her hair in a braid, since they would be eating. She sat, and waited. But of course, there was that one thought that whispered in the back of her mind, and it would keep whispering not matter how desperately she attempted to ignore it.

Angel.

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Integra arrived a little later choosing to put down her pant suit for a nice outfit. Her hair was still down and when she caught sight of the girl, she couldn't help but think just how shy the girl looked. So this was a deadly psychic? Magic worked in mysterious ways.

"Good day." She announced her arrival, pulling out her own chair and taking a seat. "I hope you haven't been waiting very long."

"Ah..."

Huh. She'd only seen Integra a few times, so to see the older woman in an actual dress instead of the pantsuit was a small shock. She supposed it would have been the same, if anyone saw Saki in a color than black.

She blinked once, and then politely bowed her head. "Thank you for coming, Sir Integra."

The emotions were genuine. So far so good.

"I don't normally do this but we talk far too much not to meet face to face."

Despite how getting to Wonderland had made her make some enemies, there were a select few she actually enjoyed talking to. This girl, as strange as she was, definitely fit that ticket.

Such a polite woman. The kind of woman Saki wanted to become... but that was getting ahead of herself. They couldn't afford to make this just pleasantries.

"I'm not asking for pity... But I was surprised. Not only are you trusting, but trusting someone like me... I know I'm strange. I make it a point to be strange. I know it's wrong, but... I'm often stuck on the idea I should push people away, to protect them."

Don't call her a saint just yet. She was far from being a kind woman but she knew manners when she wanted them. Saku had never given her a reason to dislike her unlike some other individuals. The topic at hand was interesting.

"Tell me, when did these powers awaken? How well can you control them?"

Well then, it was only fair. Saki expected a favor in the future... best to ensure it with all the information that Integra desired. She placed her hands on the table, one on top of the other. She wouldn't eat until the 'guest' desired it.

"... I was born with them. I could not control them for a long time. All the voices around me... they were always in my head. It almost drove me insane... I finally learned how to block them out a few years ago. Now it's all a matter of choosing. I can choose to block them out, or listen at my discretion."

Saki couldn't expect Integra not to ask after hearing her powers. She had heard of such stories, of humans with powers, but this was quite impressive. And here she was trying out magic when people were just naturally gifted. She reached for the empty glass beside her. How was food supposed to appear again?

"You should embrace your abilities. Being different doesn't necessarily mean you should have to push other away now that you can control it."

The madness of Wonderland and talking of mad powers - how quaint. Perhaps Integra didn't know the rules of this place yet? Saki slowly blinked, willing at first for Integra's glass to be filled with water, and for a identical one to appear near Saki. The dining room only needed thought - so when Saki opened her eys, the full glasses sat there, as if they had always been there.

Yet she spoke as if nothing happened.

"It's easier said than done... And I am willing to use my abilities to protect those I love. But... it's still a curse. I have an unfair advantage over people... and I'll always carry my sin with me."

She took her glass. Sipped.

"... I almost killed a boy."

This sure escalated quickly. She stared at the glass now filled with water. She took a moment and drank from it. Yeah, that tasted like good water. No point in asking about it just yet, this was an important conversation.

"You didn't kill him. We all make mistakes and all we're left with is the choice to learn from it. Inner strength is hard to find but necessary."

She traced the top of the glass with a finger, over and over.

"But I wanted to kill him. I really wished, in that moment, for him to die. Maybe it was because I was so young that I didn't succeed... or he had a strong body... I'll never know. That's why I put a lid on my emotions."

Sip. Trace, trace.

"I understand your intentions... and I appreciate them. You're a good person."

"Humans are murderous in nature even without some form of powers. You shouldn't judge yourself so harshly."

Integra was so desensitized to murder by now that it was a natural occurrence. Sure, she didn't consider herself a good person because of it but someone had to do it. Someone had to get their hands dirty in the end. For that sake, she figured changing the subject would be best.

"How does one eat here? I've only heard that the food appears without hesitation."

What a great subject change. She pulled back slightly, spreading her arms across the table.

"All you have to do is wish for it... even mentally. That's how I made the water appear. I thought, 'I wish we had some water', and that's how it came to be. You can do that for material things by using the closet in your room, as well. It has its limits... But half the fun is in experimentation."

And when she looked down, there was the meal she wished for - Shark Fin Soup, a rare and delicious Japanese delicacy. Yum.

Oh, look at you being all high and classy with your taste in food. Don't think she hasn't noticed, quite a refined taste you have for a kid. And here she thought she had been the only one who had been weird growing up. She looked at her plate and wished for her own serving of an old English favorite: coronation chicken.

"I'll have to try this in my closet. This is quite pleasant, actually. To think I could ask for anything..."

And she'll add a glass of wine. Perfect. Okay, so maybe not all magic is bad.

The utensils were there naturally, and Saki didn't waste anytime before digging in. She slowly took up her large white spoon and began to swallow down the soup - Mmm, the chefs of Wonderland, if they existed, were masters. There was also now a napkin to dab her lips with. Polite refinery would be a must, if dealing with someone as ladylike as Integra.

"Almost anything." Saki corrected, after another long mouthful. "You can't ask for anything wouldn't fit in the closet. But it is one of the more useful comforts of our cage... It provided me with almost every essential need I had for the party I threw a few weeks ago."

"That's a sensible idea."

Now she was probably going to spend her time testing the closets. Sure, it's not exactly the best thing to do but being around meant you had a lot of free time. She brought the napkin to her lap and picked up her utensils. She was quite a sophisticated young lady taking small bites and never filling up her mouth. The wine was great, just perfect.

"What have you asked from it?"

She stirred the soup ever so slightly, trying to recall all of the details. There were moments of boredom when Saki would pull things out of the closet just to see if they would be provided.

"Aside from clothes and make-up... Once, a companion and I took turns taking out DVDs with only the vaguest of descriptions. We'd think, I want to watch a documentary, and we'd pull one out to see what Wonderland wanted us to see."

That was an interesting thought, the fact that Wonderland chose what should be given. She was going to have to test this theory out herself eventually but the thought was almost comical.

"Were they at least decent? Were they of your world, per say?"

An indifferent shrug, and a few more mouthfuls of soup.

"They weren't my cup of tea... But then, it's difficult to tell if they were my world. I think it's impossible to know everything about where you live. I don't even do too well in school."

"There are theories that an immeasurable quantity of parallel universes exist due to the fact that time itself can be altered with just the slightest change. I know of worlds that some of our other neighbors come from where they are drastically different from my own. I can see where one can never know whether or not something is from their world or not."

It was a very interesting notion but difficult. What if they left Wonderland and accidentally went to the wrong place? Was that possible too?

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So a Psychic And A Vampire Hunter Walk Into A Bar

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