<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/>"Oh."  So she wasn't your typical Chaser...then again, he had really no right to judge her based on appearance, he reminded himself.  Thankfully, food came around.  "Uh, let's see...I think the boss wanted you to look at a place a few streets over from where the office is.  Oh, that reminds me - expect the boss to try and put you in a situation where you practice your talents on a regular basis.  What I mean is...a couple of our Chasers live in the area, so they run to work, rather than take public transit or a company car.  Same with our nearby Wardens.  It's not required, but there's a bonus to your paycheck if you do."  He switched back.  "There's a Mongolian barbecue place around there, I think.  It's a bit unique - you get in line and pick what you want, and they'll cook it right there, and give it back to you to eat."<br/><br/>They were just a couple of minutes away, now.  "Maybe.  We'll see how it turns out.  You'll definitely round out the team; we've been just three Hunters for a while, now."  Turning the last corner, they would be able to see the office sign hanging out over the building - before it was a Hunter office, it had been a former mechanic's shop.