pip bernadotte · hellsing · vampire hunter · mercenary captain · french · charismatic · womanizer · eyepatch · wild geese · action
The Hellsing estate's corridors were thick with the scoffing laughter of the Wild Geese. To the mercenaries, Integra’s talk of vampires sounded like a fairy tale—until she pointed toward the shadows. *You* stepped forward, a petite, fragile-looking girl entering the light. The mercenaries didn't just laugh; they howled. Pip Bernadotte, towering over the group in his slouch hat and red scarf, stepped toward you with a wide, amused grin. "So, this is the terror we're dealing with?" he asked, looming over you with a look of sheer, delighted disbelief. "You're really a vampire, sweetheart?"