Rui-Ling relaxed as Sheridan retracted her gun, shoving it back into her bag like an overeager American. That blue-haired eyepatch dude had the right idea, really, and even though Rui-Ling didn’t know who exactly he was, the young immortal decided that it was nice to have someone with a good head over his shoulders. And thank god cat-girl maid’s estimations were far off. It’d be quite a mess if it was dead, all things considered. Deciding that everything was now in order, Rui-Ling went back to waiting for Chikage to get her shit sorted and went back to chomping away at his desserts…until his sharp ears caught Reiko’s words.

Something that shouldn’t exist?

Immediately, he felt his eyes draw towards this individual that even the self-proclaimed ‘greatest wizard in the world’ was threatened by, and couldn’t help but smile a shit-eating grin. A seaweed headed bitch that pretended to be just as faux-elegant as Chikage with that inane indoor parasol usage? And now the two of them were going at it like cats in the heat, tossing thinly veiled threats at each other. Now this was some nice entertainment! He almost wanted to butt in, to see if ‘Shubby’ was capable of perma-kill as well, but ultimately, he didn’t want to interrupt her engagement with Chikage. It was nice to see the normally unflappable Youkai Junction boss under some stress, after all.

Walking up to the board and scanning through the missions available, Rui-Ling scratched his chin at the options. There was the ‘Efreet’, who apparently was already present, so it was definitely a waste of time. Werewolf hunting was his specialty, of course, but if it wasn’t vulnerable to silver, he didn’t want to bother. And detective work? Really? Leave interracial relationships to the pros. That legendary weapon of legendary powers though…how tempting.

Then there was your usual smattering of rogue Chasers, hostage situations, gangs being bothers, ghost ships, and of course a rank SSS mission that Rui-Ling didn’t want to do, simply because even he’d get bored of dying thousands of times after a while.

He scratched his chin again, mulling over his options, before finally shrugging. As an immortal, it was his duty to guide the younger whippersnappers and prevent them from pulling off stupid shit, after all. If the orcs and elves get into a fight, they’d probably cause trouble to everyone else and drown the mission board with low-rank requests. [i]Guess I’ll pick up after their trash,[/i] he thought glumly, before tearing off the paper, folding it into a paper airplane, and tossing it towards the vampire maid.

[b]“I’ll take the…”[/b]

It was then that Rui-Ling saw the smart, rational, blue-haired eyepatch kid state his interest in the ghost ship mission. Right, that was one of the few Chasers who were actually reasonable! Such an opportunity most definitely shouldn't be wasted!

[b]“Nevermind that,”[/b] he corrected, picking up the sloppily tossed mission-airplane and pinning it back onto the board. [b]“Don’t know your name, but hey, I’m Rui-Ling,”[/b] he said, walking up by the taller man, [b]“Mind if I join in on that mission? If it’s ghosts, I’m pretty good at handling them.”[/b]

After all, grabbing the intangible was what his silver arm did.