"Eight o'clock." Ezekiel's voice rang throughout his empty apartment, that strong raspy voice beating his watch as it chirped a electronic tone. Beep.. Beep.. Beep... This was the noise he listend to as he threw on his usual attire for the night over his body. Vest, Clipping those tiny flash grenades to the silk, fastening his loaded pistol into his belt before throwing on the large trenchcoat, long fingers busily working on the buttons and then finally flipping the belt over his waist. Switching on his stereo, Ezekiel roamed to the other side of the apartment to gather the rest of his gear.

"Rise up this morning, smile with the rising sun.. Three little birds, each by my doorstep.. singing sweet songs.. A melody pure and true..." He sang beneath his breath to the music, hands busy at cleaning the long dagger in his hand before quickly flipping it into his wrist-cuff. "Every little thing.. is gonna be alright." He whisperd in a song-like reassurance to himself as he loaded the garlic spray canister into his belt, along with many vials of holy water and a tin cross. Flipping closed the leather case on his belt, Ezekiel made one last check that he had everything.

Pulling a wool hat over his head and tying his pony tail tight behind his back, The slayer left his apartment. Locking the door, He took a few deep breaths before thumping down the stairs and throwing himself into the darkness of the street. "Don' worry about a thing.." He hummed to himself, the elderly slayer doing anything he could to keep his spirits up. He has been in this game for fifty years, slayed hundredpon hudnreds of vampires and done a severe harm to the vampiric community. They definetly knew he was here. Pale eyes scanned the alleys as Ezekiel walked, long fingers running their tips through the short, gray beard bushing down his chin- the other hand reassuringly tight over his pistol.

"Afternoon Reni." He spoke out to Reni, grinning through dull cold of the creeping night. "You worked late tonight, I usually only see you during the days." He said to her through the threshold of the diner door.

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Build my fear of what's out there
Cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that I'm insane