Ezekiel stepped into the diner, hummang. His clunky boots thudded lightly, mingling wiuh the clink of his rosario chains. He yawned, sliding into a random booth halfway across the room from Adriel and pulled out his phone.  He began research for the bastard he was hunting. After it had killed six people he was determined to bring judgement.<br/><br/>The angel checked out the menu, stifling a yawn. It had been a hard day of hunting for him. Unfortunately he had quite the devil to hunt. So sleep? Not an otption. Thats why dark spots made him look like a raccoon. He rubbed his eyes, yawning widely again. He happened to glance up at Adri for a few seconds, sensing that he was a demon and raising his gaurd immediatly.