Ebonsquire

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@Heap241 elliot is too much

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Maaz

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Jeez...

The scene turned real violent when the orc girl began brutally tearing into the apparitions with her knife and other brutal methods. More and more ghosts began targeting her with their weapons seeing as she was the only one besides Miranda, the newcomer, who had begun to deal with the pests hands on. Seemed like Sheolred was far too busy slicing and dicing to respond to Miranda's offer of assistance. Maaz was practically on the edge of his seat while he watched her fight, not sure if she could combat the entirety of them. And then one of the ghosts managed to run her through with its spear, which caused Maaz to jump off of his stool and onto his feet, eyes wide.

"Shit!"

Albeit ready to jump into action, he still hesitated for just a moment to see if Sheolred would fall. He was taken aback when the green-skinned Chaser smiled and continued fighting, even with the wound in her stomach. An incredulous look took over his visage and he simply sat himself down again. Looks like . . . there wasn't really a problem. Chasers sure can be tough cookies. After, Sheolred finished and took a seat beside Maaz and, without delay, asked for apple juice. Was she sure she don't need a doctor? Some bandages, at least? Damn. Then Avalanche patted him on the back, goading him to comply with her wishes -- not like he was going to decline or anything to begin with, but he wasn't too keen on spending his own money on others. Wouldn't do him any good to treat strangers coldly, though. Maaz reached into his right pants pocket and fished for some cash.

Zamora's entrance caused him to freeze and redirect his eyes over to her . . . before it was summarily cut off by what he could only assume was her own laziness. It was not long after her attempt at an illustrious introduction that she crashed onto a table. A bit dumpy, but alright. Sleep is sleep. Overall, given the amount of Chasers unknown to him pouring in so suddenly, Maaz had to guess that they had just finished up jobs of their own or there was just some happy hour he didn't know about.

He went to pull out some notes . . .

Rather suddenly, the succubus Ellie made her appearance, words reverberating throughout the Dangeki as she addressed all Chasers present. He had seen her maybe once or twice before when he had passed through this fine establishment. A voice like that easily grabbed Maaz's attention. Initially, he thought that 'special guest' just referred to some . . . Legendary Chaser, or something. But when the vicinity was enveloped in darkness and a mysterious g -- Woah. Is that who he thought it was? The Chikage Akange? The leader of the Youkai Junction? Here? Maaz didn't know what he was feeling, but it was probably some amalgamation of fascination, fear, and a lot of confusion. He silently listened to her announcement, and each word she spoke only made his heart sink a bit deeper. "End of the world" was a particular phrase that just . . . Not a good thing to be hearing during a time of rest. Chikage opened the floor for questions afterwards. Maaz was still in a bit of shock at all the ongoings. Quite a lot of information to have dropped on you in such a short time.

"...Uh, yeah, I got one," Avalanche said at the request for questions, rising up slowly from behind the counter. "This sounds like real important stuff, what'll you be doin' about it?"

Maaz nodded vigorously after that inquiry because it was a good question. Why wasn't she bothered a little bit by this? But surely it was a large enough issue if the leader of the Junction made an appearance. But why just thrust this responsibility onto the Chasers here? And the YTC was involved? Fuck. "Uh, I don't . . . I feel comfortable fighting and everything, because, well, that's my job. But . . . "

Maaz had to take a second or so to recompose himself, as he was firing off words at a rate too rapid to even be comprehensible to those gathered. His thoughts weren't all there either. Inhale deeply and exhale.

"Why are you so damn calm? I mean, if you're not panicked, then why should we be? It's, uh . . . "

The end of his statement was left hanging off, still processing some of what Chikage had said. Maria interjected with her own comments, and when the raven-haired Chaser mentioned taking on the YTC, Maaz stood up so fast that his stool nearly fell over. "First off, fuck that. No. Fighting them is like fighting the Illuminati. They have a shit ton of money, and money translates into power. They can keep Chasers quiet or have them join their side. They can probably buy mercenaries five times stronger than anyone in this goddamn room -- excluding Miss Akane, I mean. Hell, they could probably buy most of us in here. If we get on their bad side, I'm pretty sure they'll try and kill . . . just . . . a lot of us."

His train of thought barely considered the gang of immoral Youkai that Chikage had brought up in her explanation.

Maaz took in another deep breath before taking his seat once more. He placed his hands on his knees and dipped his head down, clearly deep in thought. This was certainly an eventful day. Plenty of new faces. Ghost infestation. He finally managed to make some decent money from the last job he cashed in.

The end of the world, though?

Jeez...

@Lucius Cypher @Aether Spawn @Lonewolf685 @KoL @MacDuffy @Letter Bee

~Chasers: Boundary of the Crimson Sky~

I'll try and get a post up in the next 2-3 hours or so.

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@Lucius Cypher Aaaaaaaah. Okay, gotcha.

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@Lucius Cypher

Is Sheolred just confusing Maaz for a bartender?

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I'll hold off on my next post until the GMs get their next posts in.

@MacDuffy

yeah same. ive already posted enough.

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Maaz

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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.

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

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 was 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.

"Seriously, man?"

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.

"Oh. Huh..."

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

"Problem half-way solved?"

@MacDuffy @RoflsMazoy @Heap241 @Letter Bee

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Going to wait for someone else to make an entrance/respond before I post again. I already sorta broke one of the rules by only waiting one turn.

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Maaz

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"Alchemy? Neat. Name's Maaz," he plainly responded, giving Maria a curt nod in response. "Nice to meet you, then."

And then she turned to face Avalanche, promptly shutting down his bold move on her. Mentioned something about an academy for alchemists. And then orphans? Maaz furrowed his brows in confusion, only catching the few snippets of her statement. These spectres were starting to grate his nerves a bit, as some of their sporadic wailing, moaning, and recitation of phrases to themselves tended to reach his ears and drown out the words spoken by the Chaser's beside him. Maybe it was time to do something with these nuisances. The fact that this was a common occurrence for the cafe must've made it a real pain in the ass to deal with time and time again. Must suck to work here, seeing the faces of the dead regularly saunter around...

Swiveling around in his stool to face the rest of the cafe, he could see that Sheolred was already dealing with a number of them, but this looked like it might be a job for more than one Chaser. Maaz cupped one of his hands around his mouth and called out to her.

"Want some help?"

@Lucius Cypher

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These ghosts are passive, right? @TheWindel

Like, passive unless disturbed?