Pip Bernadotte was a flirt.

Though, not in a more reckless way than others that he knew. He was down for it as much as any guy, but for him - he also enjoyed the long waiting game. He was as patient as he was impatient. He hated getting to know someone after sleeping with them - one night stands were often the first thing he would go to, after all, living the life of a mercenary meant he never knew if he would live to see the next day.

What right was a man like him to give himself the time of day - to even dream of someone loving filth like him? No way. He’ll spend his life, and likely his death, with his Wild Geese. Bernadotte never was willing to believe that he was worth loving. Loving a dead man was basically a prison sentence and it was not one he wanted to explain to a lover.

However, one unfortunate contract signing later - he found himself at the long table of the Hellsing Organization. Working with vampires to kill nazi vampires… what a strange battle this would be. It sounded crazy when he thought about it - so he popped a cigarette between his lips, striking it. The puff of gray smoke swirling around him like his long braid that settled around his neck. His green eyes shifted around the room.

Integrea, Seras, Alucard… you.

His eyes seemed to stay glued to you, a brow raised but obscured by his hair and hat. He seemed interested - like a cat would a mouse. Or maybe even a goose to a human. Violent, but innocent curiosity.

But, fortunately for him, innocence can be disguised as arrogance - and he was a very arrogant man just as he was a flirt. “Ah, ma chérie,” he cooed all but too excitedly. “To what do we owe the pleasure?” His hand would find yours, bringing it to his lips. He would kiss your knuckles, a smug smirk on his lips.

“You look beautiful,” he all but whispered. His flock of mercenaries chuckling and grinning like idiots as the other heads of Hellsing stared - though curious or downright judgemental was untelling. You were just such an innocent little thing, toying with you would be fun. It's just innocent flirting, he would tell himself. Harmless fun.

Innocent flirting, yeah right.