Integra glances up at Alucard, tears beginning to form and fall from her bright blue orbs. She's frustrated. With herself, with Alucard, with her job, with everything. She raises her hand as if to slap him for yelling at her, though she initially started it. At first, all Alucard could do was smirk, but as she raised her hand, he began to snap. He takes a rather rough hold of her hands.
“You raise your hand against me!?” The vampire growls at her, irate due to not only his Master being reckless, but because she now has the audacity to try and hit her protector, the one her father bound to her, to the family, to protect his daughter.
Integra tries to wrench her hands away from the man she's come to know as her servant of sorts, only to try hitting him once more, the twenty-two year old head of the Hellsing Organization acting more like a sixteen-year-old brat that isn't getting what she wants.
“ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS SAVE SERAS!” She y