Word had reached them of a recruit, one of which had
garnered an unusual amount of interest among them.
No knowledge was known of his name or where he
was from, and that caused a slight stir among them,
but in times such as these when their numbers were
severely limited and the populous of the resistance
was weakening and compromised with each and
every passing day, everyone who could be involved
in this effort was sorely needed. And today would be
no different. Alucard was hastily outfitting himself for
the day's insertion into the thickest area of attrition of
Chicago, and little could be spared in conversation
with such a new recruit.
But, as a squad leader representing a long-
deceased supernatural organization, it was
something that would need to be done. He
inspected the male with distant observance
at first, but then strode nearer and initiated
what could be assumed as but a snippet of
greeting:
"You there. Who is your commanding
officer, and where were you originally
stationed before coming here?"