You walk into a room to see a man sitting in a desk scribbling out words kn a piece of paper. You walk over to him and he looks up, "What do you want brat?" His voice is deep and monotone, his face holds no emotion. You stutter as you tell him what you want to know.

He rolls his eyes and clicks his tongue, "Whatever lets make this quick."

Name: "Levi Ackerman." He replies

Age: "Non of your goddamn business." He hisses
(35)

Gender: "Are you blind?" He said while rolling his eyes.
(Male)

Rank: "Corporal or Captain" he said

Sexuality: "Are you hitting on me?" He hisses
(Gay)

Relationship: "Non of your business." He growled
(Death the kid)

Birthday: "What, are you gonna celebrate form the stomach of a fucking titan?"
(Dec 25)

He stood up and you backed away, "Leave now, I have business with Eyebrows."