<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://gelbooru.com//images/c1/7c/c17c5050a972128afc270ed26bb1ce75.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><br/>Sammy Reagan</span><br/><em>Phantom Arbiter</em>- 5<br/><em>Holy Moonlight Blade</em>- 4<br/><em>Expert Profiler</em>- 4<br/>Weakness:<em>Actually a Boy</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>In contrast, Sammy<em>hated</em>his Realization.  He still had a picture of what he had looked like before he had Realized, in his later teenage years.  He would not have called himself the most masculine boy, but he would have called the person in the picture a<em>boy</em>.  Not like what he was now.  People who bumped into him on the street offered 'Sorry, Miss;' at the department stores people in the cosmetics department tried to stop him to sample their 'new fragrance;' and worst of all...clothes.  Sammy was stuck between a rock and three hard places.  To be clear - he<em>wanted</em>to wear the clothes he should have worn: guy jeans and boxers and their sort.  But his body did not agree with him there.<br/><br/>As a result, he'd had to spend more than a little bit of his paycheck in clothes ordered online.  That required measurements, which Sammy had to learn how to take himself.  And even then, he'd needed help sometimes with them.  At least he didn't have to go what he'd done when he still lived at home - they'd had to alternate between looking on the smaller side for girls, or looking on the older side for kids.  He thanked small fortunes that being a Hunter took up much of his time.  Dating would be a disaster.<br/><br/>Why did he have to end up like this?  If his Realization was going to be so extreme, he'd rather...rather...that was when he spotted Natalie.  Yeah, like her.  She was a girl, he could tell (Sammy had gotten very good at noticing the differences in how boys and girls walked).  Pause.  That was when it dawned on him - she was a Realized girl.  More likely than not, she was probably here for the job.  But no, Realizations could be anyone, and she might just be visiting the city.  So he waited, until she approached.<br/><br/>"Yes," he responded to her.  Sammy still mentally cringed at the sound of his own voice at times - it sounded cute and girly, not even a bit androgynous.  He just hoped she didn't freak out when she realized that he was going to be her partner, and what precisely he was.  "I am.  Are you Natalie?"