Post by Seras Victoria (Trygon) on Jan 19, 2008 21:09:54 GMT -5
Seras was in the back of a cab stuck in dreadful traffic in London. Though the entire civilian population had been wiped out only a few years ago the city was already busy. Most had taken the situation as change and the city had been rebuilt and was a lot more civilised and modern then the city that had almost been wiped from the map by the armies of the Catholics, Millenium and Alucard's legion of the souls he had absorbed over the years.
Finally Seras lost her patience and stepped out of the cab, paying the driver and leaving it in the traffic jam. She was wearing jeans, a baggy Led Zeppelin shirt she had been given by Damian and a open zip sweat shirt, a black one. It was all American but it would have to do and if lucky it might last a few days before falling apart to the ravages of every day use. Then she would need to get good quality and well manufactured European clothes. (ooc: tee hee hee) Seras walked along the street gazing at the lines of shops and the busy people walking by. She had to wear a dark cap and sunglasses to hide her face a bit. After the events in the Battle of London people were fully aware of the existence of vampires, Hellsing, Millenium, the 13th Chapter of the Vatican and this meant keeping a low profile was difficult. Though it was possible through the lack of media on such subjects, even the Internet kept in check. The existence of the supernatural is censored. And eventually people will learn to forget, with time. Time being many centuries, but everything must come to pass. Seras stopped by a TV store, which had several TVs on display at the display window. She stared at one which was showing the BBC news, gazing at the reports on Princess Diana. "So much attention towards someone who died over a decade ago" she said to herself, "Why won't they just let the subject die?".
Finally Seras lost her patience and stepped out of the cab, paying the driver and leaving it in the traffic jam. She was wearing jeans, a baggy Led Zeppelin shirt she had been given by Damian and a open zip sweat shirt, a black one. It was all American but it would have to do and if lucky it might last a few days before falling apart to the ravages of every day use. Then she would need to get good quality and well manufactured European clothes. (ooc: tee hee hee) Seras walked along the street gazing at the lines of shops and the busy people walking by. She had to wear a dark cap and sunglasses to hide her face a bit. After the events in the Battle of London people were fully aware of the existence of vampires, Hellsing, Millenium, the 13th Chapter of the Vatican and this meant keeping a low profile was difficult. Though it was possible through the lack of media on such subjects, even the Internet kept in check. The existence of the supernatural is censored. And eventually people will learn to forget, with time. Time being many centuries, but everything must come to pass. Seras stopped by a TV store, which had several TVs on display at the display window. She stared at one which was showing the BBC news, gazing at the reports on Princess Diana. "So much attention towards someone who died over a decade ago" she said to herself, "Why won't they just let the subject die?".
