It was a good day in Slant City for Rucks, he had nowhere to be and no one to interrupt him. In fact, he'd just had a lovely time strolling trough the cities parks, buying groceries and all that other Sunday stuff. Currently he was in a cab on the way back to his apartment, it was in a fairly decent place in the city. Just down from a nice diner where some commotion was going on, nothing particularly unusual for Slant City, it was filled with these wannabe heroes and villains, including Rucks.

As he slid his key into the lock of his apartment he froze. He heard... a rattling? "Son of a..." he muttered under his breath, he'd made a mistake earlier when sketching, he drew a skeleton in a pile of bones. He'd hoped that it would be fine because of two reasons, firstly, he closed his sketchbook. Secondly it was part of the landscape. But from the sounds of it, he was wrong. He tentatively opened his door, and there it was, a skeleton. As it heard the door open it froze in it's tracks, turned it's head to meet Ruck's eyes. It looked like it was... dancing? Or was it having a skeletal seizure? Rucks wasn't quite sure.

"Stop, just stay there," Rucks said, holding out a hand, reaching into his pocket and bringing out a lighter, he made his way towards the skeletal beast. Until is ran away. Skeletons, as it is well know, are not mythical beasts. And thus, Rucks could unfortunately not control them. But all was not lost, it ran towards an open window! It didn't take long for Rucks to catch up to it and throw it out onto the street. Maybe it would have some fun, particularly at that Diner. Supposing it survived the 30 story fall of course.