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[color=662d91][h1] [center]Hayato Nijimura [/center] [/h1][/color]

The younger man looked over at the bleeding Irishman, "We're not form America no, I'm sure you can tell where we're from judging by the language we spoke" He said calmly as the older man was staring at the Irishman wondering what was inside that vial he drunk. "Naze watashitachi ga koko ni iru no ka, mō iimasen. Tada, watashitachi ga bijinesumanda to shinji sasete kudasai" (Don't say anymore about why we are here, Just let him believe we're businessmen) The older man then said to the younger one. "Soshite, kare ga tazunerunaraba, chōdo watashitachi ga genjitsu no ējento ka nanikadearu to itte?" (And if he ask, Just say we're reality agents or something?) The young man responded rubbing his wrist.

The older man was once in a while glaring over at the bleeding man, His thoughts racing thinking that perhaps he was a ghoul. A human that drinks the blood of a vampire and gains some vampire abilities. The older man was looking at his watch seeing it was not time yet for them to leave for the meeting, They could have one more drink and speak with some drunkard before leaving.