((OOC - Yay, new emoticons!
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Ezekiah felt the urge to just ignore the young man, but, what harm could it do?
"<span style="color:green;">Yes, I was in that...
fight yesterday.</span>" He scoffed at the notion, that hadn't been a fight, it'd only been a regular cleanup, but of course a Hellsing goon would think otherwise.
"<span style="color:green;">I am Ezekiah Jenard of the 13th Division of Iscariot, sent here on a mission from the Holy Catholic Church. I was led here by
your superiors and was requested to aid your little organization in it's work. That is all you need to know.</span>"
Taking a deep breath, Ezekiah continues, now in a more angered tone.
"<span style="color:green;">For once I will overlook this sidestep from courtesy, but you'd do well to introduce yourself before asking any questions, as some people might find that a bit...</span>" Ezekiah smiles to reveal rows of sharp teeth. "<span style="color:green;">offensive.</span>"