<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/>"Well, as I understand it, we're going to be headed to the office first, to make sure everything's official, and then after that, it'll be apartment hunting in the area - I know the boss has been checking the listings for vacancies nearby."  Sammy knew because<em>he</em>had been roped in to help with the search.  "Unless you want to stay in the overnight on a permanent basis, but I don't really know anyone who managed that for more than six months since I've been here."  The company had a room set aside with three sets of bunk beds - that was the overnight, for those who didn't want to leave the office.  It was used in an on-off basis: most people preferred having an actual place to go home to.<br/><br/>"Sammy, Sammy Reagan," he replied to her when she prompted for a name.  "It's not in stone yet - not until you talk to the boss - but as I understand it, you're going to be my partner.  So, uhm...welcome."  He offered a short smile.  Part of him told him to blurt out what he was, just get it all out of the way, let her know what was going on.  But he didn't - old habit, not wanting people to judge him too quickly.  Especially when the person in question was going to be working with him.<br/><br/>"The car's outside, we just need the rest of your bags.  Or did you only bring those?"  Whatever the answer was, once they were gathered, they headed out to the car.  It was a small hatchback - they were expecting only two people and a set of bags in the car.