malin
Supernova
- Joined
- Nov 20, 2012
- Location
- with Carmen Sandiego
The office was a grand room that was almost completely bare. The biggest piece of furnature in it was the large chair that faced away from the windows, and towards the grand doors. Outside it was a tranquil night, and yet inside the room the atmosphere was completely hostile.
Schrodinger stood at attention, his back as strait as he could get it, his cat like ears twitching to every non existent sound in the room. His youthful blue eyes were wide as he looked around. He had come back to life only a few days ago, and been dragged into the halls of the Hellsing organization rather unceremoniously by Alucard.
"So..." Even as he spoke he could tell that it was the wrong thing to do as the woman who was siting in her desk leaned forward. She was missing an eye, and her glasses were reflecting what little light there was in the room hiding her other one, but Schrodinger could tell that Sir Integra was more annoyed then ever about the current situation.
Swallowing the cat boy had no other option but to stand at attention and wait. The atmosphere was the complete opposite of millennium. There he hadn't been expected to do anything like this. He wasn't used to being put under pressure and it showed as his ears twitched wanting nothing more then to get the order to leave.
Integra slowly pulled the cigar from her lips and pressed a button on the intercom. "You can come in now." As she pulled her finger off her button she turned to the former Nazi Warren officer.
Scrhodinger had changed outfits, both figuratively and literally. His old warren officer's clothing had been lost for good, and he had been given an outfit of the Hellsing organization to wear. With Millennium and the nazi's gone for good along with the Major and his plan Schrodinger had been adopted in a way...
And while they couldn't kill him no one had exactly made this transition easy for Schrodinger.
Schrodinger stood at attention, his back as strait as he could get it, his cat like ears twitching to every non existent sound in the room. His youthful blue eyes were wide as he looked around. He had come back to life only a few days ago, and been dragged into the halls of the Hellsing organization rather unceremoniously by Alucard.
"So..." Even as he spoke he could tell that it was the wrong thing to do as the woman who was siting in her desk leaned forward. She was missing an eye, and her glasses were reflecting what little light there was in the room hiding her other one, but Schrodinger could tell that Sir Integra was more annoyed then ever about the current situation.
Swallowing the cat boy had no other option but to stand at attention and wait. The atmosphere was the complete opposite of millennium. There he hadn't been expected to do anything like this. He wasn't used to being put under pressure and it showed as his ears twitched wanting nothing more then to get the order to leave.
Integra slowly pulled the cigar from her lips and pressed a button on the intercom. "You can come in now." As she pulled her finger off her button she turned to the former Nazi Warren officer.
Scrhodinger had changed outfits, both figuratively and literally. His old warren officer's clothing had been lost for good, and he had been given an outfit of the Hellsing organization to wear. With Millennium and the nazi's gone for good along with the Major and his plan Schrodinger had been adopted in a way...
And while they couldn't kill him no one had exactly made this transition easy for Schrodinger.