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Perhaps the wrong message had gotten across, because for some reason, Shurui... grinned? There was no doubt about it - despite the fact he was regarding her beforehand with nothing more than an empty expression, he was grinning now, all thanks to her smirk. He took the flower and stared at it in his hand without a word, before looking over his body for something to put it in. Unfortunately, he didn't have anywhere to store the item at the moment, and thus would probably have to get his bag from upstairs. Even so, he showed his appreciation through a brief nod. "Thanks, girl. I'm sure it'll come in handy." He wasn't quite sure why exactly it'd come in handy, but he was sure it'd become apparent later. 

There was a sudden increase in people wanting to check out the board, though thankfully not a lot seemed interested in his Phantom Killer job. If he were to do the job for Nao quickly, he could probably move on to the Phantom Job. Though of course, that all depended on interest and the reward getting higher. Shurui sighs. [i]'Damn my sympathy for the youthful.'[/i] He smirks himself, despite not exactly being in a smirking mood, as he turns back to face Nao. "I'll help you out, but on one condition..." He pauses as he hands her back the offering. "I'll need one or two more of these." He didn't really need the items, however he felt accepting outright would be too out-of-character for himself. He had to retain at least some level of professionalism, otherwise he'd end up more like Casper the Friendly Ghost... Whatever that was. 

All was going well between the two... But then [i]she[/i] arrived...

[color=ed1c24]"Excuse me for the intrusion, but I wish to know if everyone is present? And what are the assignments at hand?"[/color]

Shurui groaned as he felt his head suddenly spark, a dull pain engulfing it as his mind began to flash back to a time long ago. That voice... it sounded so familiar... Angelic, harmonious... And it wasn't just her voice, either. Her very being was like a mirror image of the woman who had passed away alongside him so long ago. The woman he had loved for so long during his life, and never once forgotten during his afterlife...

His wife.

[color=ed1c24]"For I am unable to see what is available, and I do not wish to take your spot if you have yet to see what they were."[/color]

He let out another muffled groan as he felt his body chill a little more. If he had a heart, it probably would've beaten to exhaustion by now, and his face would be covered in sweat. Thankfully, that wasn't the case. Pushing past Nao for a moment, he rests a hand on her shoulder, his breathing ragged, yet drawn out. "If you wish to assemble anymore members, please feel free to do so... I'll be upstairs getting my things ready for our expedition..." He speaks quickly, and walks in a rushed manner, passing by the cause of his pain as he heads straight for the stairs, climbing them with haste. 

[i]'Why is she like her...? Why are they so similar...?'[/i] Shurui was plagued by these thoughts as he made it to the second floor, headed to his room to get the necessary equipment ready.

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