[center][h2][color=9e0039]Maaz[/color][/h2]
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Rotating back around in his stool, using the leverage of one hand on the edge of the counter to assist him in turning, the Chaser gazed up some to face the white-haired man. Listening to Avalanche's words, he nodded in clear agreement. Last resort measures weren't really a necessity in this situation, so maybe Maaz could just stay benched for now. Besides, the ghosts didn't really seem to be fighting back all that much, so there was no need to jump into action immediately. Maaz revolved back around to rest his gaze back upon Sheolred before responding to Avalanche. 

[color=9e0039]"Yeah, I was thinking that. It's not like you need a jackhammer or anything to get rid of roaches, right? Good point."[/color]

He wasn't really sure what to properly think of Avalanche, besides the fact that he dressed well -- better than most people in the establishment, at least -- and was pretty damn bold. Maybe 'boisterous' was the right word. Had a good taste in women, though. That bartender was a catch. 

Before Maaz could properly greet the Chaser next to him, the creak of the Dangeki's door caught his attention and in came -- what the hell? All he could do at this point was stare with narrowed eyes and an upwardly arched eyebrow, trying to process what kind of creature had waltzed into the cafe. Stripes like a tiger, on four legs, tail and fin like a shark . . . Maaz tapered his eyelids further. He had just assumed it was a Youkai since it wasn't humanoid in figure. That would explain it. He wasn't about to spend more time trying to comprehend what Sume-san was carrying in its mouth, though.

And then, rather loudly, another individual entered. Elliot slamming his foot against the door nearly made Maaz jump in his seat. And he was towing something large behind him. A bag? It was oozing some sort of liquid, so then -- Oh. It was a head. A huge Youkai head, by the looks of it. And it [i]was[/i] rather ugly. When Elliot slammed his trophy on the table, Maaz took his elbows off as the blood had splattered near him upon impact with the counter, and a drop or two landed on his tattooed arm. Swiftly going to wipe it off with his fingers, the Chaser grimaced some at Elliot. The giant Youkai slayer had effectively soiled the counter top with his kill, which was a little more than annoying. 

[color=9e0039]"Seriously, man?"[/color]

Soon after, Elliot launched a small, dark orb into the air. The movement of bringing the treasure out, kissing it, and launching it into the air was too fast for Maaz to catch the intricate details of the object. When the eye kept itself suspended in the air, Maaz tilted his head to the side some as a gesture of curiosity. Then the meandering ghosts started slowing down, more and more, until it was as if they had been frozen in their own individual blocks of ice. Maaz gave an impressed nod, almost beginning to envy not having any special treasures of his own.

The Evil Eye being accompanied with Elliot's bead was sure to immobilize the spectral Youkai. Maybe. But then there was the issue of actually getting rid of these eyesores.

[color=9e0039]"Oh. Huh..."[/color]

Maaz then jabbed an index finger over at the cluster of time-stuck spirits while he faced Maria and Avalanche.

[color=9e0039]"Problem half-way solved?"[/color]

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