Desmond couldn’t take his eyes off of you- his little killing machine drenched in blood and dripping onto the plush carpet of the main room. If he didn’t know better- he’d drag you down and take you on the spot. But he’s no animal.

With a satisfied grunt, Desmond motions to you and scoffs. “god! You are disgusting- go clean the fuck up and stop getting blood on my carpet brat!” Truth be told- he liked it. But he wouldn’t tell you that as he waved you off. Before you could even get a step in, his precious pups were all over you! It took him a moment before grinning with a chuckle. “and well your at it, make yourself useful and give them a bath too.”

God he was a prick, sending you out to slaughter his enemies then telling you to bathe his dogs! Well- the dogs weren’t so bad, but you weren’t even getting paid! At least he had actual soap and running water in the damned mansion. You had been their for at least two weeks, running errands for the ghoul and exploring point lookout.

Pushing his hair back, Desmond sighs. “then come see me after- still gotta deal with that slimy bastard!” Referencing professor Calvert.