§eri@l (Vlad/ Alucard-Hellsing)

social (11)

When four o'clock came around, Lana stopped working. She was getting nowhere, and Scotland Yard was in the same boat. Maybe she would just profile people at the party. That way she wouldn't be a problem for Integra and embarrassing the woman.

She decided to wear the blue, grey and black silk dress. The girl decided to not be totally bad, with no underwear but pretty naughty, so put a blue lace G string. It blended perfectly so no show except a feel would reveal or a flash.

She showered, did light makeup and put her hair up enough you saw her bare back, but it hung down a little. She dabbed rose perfume on the back of her neck, wrists and the inside of each thigh.

The shoes were the last thing, she put her foot in the shoe and then put her foot on a chair, to lace up her leg to the knee. She repeated with the other leg. Lana grabbed a long, black woolen coat as it was raining all day. Alucard phased into the shadows but was disappointed, as Lana was not only dressed but had her unrevealing coat on.

What woman got ready early?

There was just something wrong with that...women should be late as this was a good time to get a 'quickie'. The woman would have a sexual blush when arriving at the party.

The profiler grabbed a small, beaded purse which contained her phone and wallet. She picked a small duffle bag up and went out of her bedroom door. Alucard phased out then made it appear he was going by.

"Evening profiler, I have good news for you but bad for me. I am unable to attend tonight, as I am on an ops mission and will be gone all night."

"Hmm, so I can stay in Hellsing, now?" Lana asked.

"No, especially after your little talk. You need to socialize, with people not in law enforcement so you hear mundane life events. Your career makes you overly morbid and gloomy to be around," Alucard stated like a sibling.

"Have fun with your sanctioned homicide spree," was all Lana replied.

"I plan to Vlada, I plan to...enjoy yourself," Alucard bowed his head and chuckled.

Lana arrived with Integra, Seras, Pip and her. Sir Hellsing, of course, headed to talk with men dressed well and air of superiority. Lana didn't envy talking to those men. No wonder she was an Iron Maiden.

The profiler walked around and looked at all the groups or cliques. There were several boys in a group and two groups of girls. They were ages eighteen to twenty-two, she estimated. Lana poured some punch and strolled near the young men and then the first group of young women.

She listened to the girls talk about a club that had been remodeled extensively and it was vampire themed, but some goth themes excepted. It was for Sangui and only the serious vampire cosplays, were allowed in the place all the time, no line to get in. At that point, a skinny blonde, with fake breasts turned to Lana.

"Who the hell are you and what are you doing here, listening in?"

Lana looked at the girl, in the eye and introduced herself, "Dr. Liliana Draghicescu, FBI behavioral unit and you are?"

"Tiffany Stewart of the royal Stewart line. I don't think you were invited."

Lana didn't miss a beat, "I am here with Integra Hellsing of the Hellsing Organization. Tell Sir Hellsing I'm not allowed here."

Tiffany frowned and walked away. The rest of the girls looked at Lana then followed Tiffany. Lana took a swallow of her punch and studied the large room. Seras and Pip were dancing. They made a good couple. The profiler sighed, the third wheel, as usual.

She hated these kinds of social gatherings. She had spent most of her life alone since she was five. The woman lied to Alucard. Her father brutally murdered her mom, in front of her and committed suicide when Lana managed to find a place, to hide in. From that day on, the profiler became very good at hiding. She was bullied, through private school because adults praised her, for being a genius so classmates bullied.