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Without the shield surrounding Deus Ex, warm sunlight streamed into the meeting room unopposed through the large windows. Along the long table that took up a majority of the room, Lance had wheeled up to one side towards the end and was currently shifting through a large pile of paperwork. If greeted, he would acknowledge those entering with a distracted nod and half-wave before pursuing a particular fragment of text.

As the last of the hunters filtered in, Lance looked up and rubbed his eyes. "Mornin. Aria's currently on mission again, leaving me in charge of this. So." He raises his hand in a vague gesture. "Let's have it. Anyone got a project they want greenlit? Or something they need to get off their chest? Anything? Anyone?"

Lance paused, rubbing the side of his face. "Damn, I knew I should've grabbed coffee before this."

Nevada shuffled in sleepily, finding a seat and sliding her way into it.

She didn't quite have a thought or project to bring up right away, and instead rested her head in her chin, watching Lance with blearily green eye.

Roland shuffled in quietly moving past Nevada to take a seat beside Cass settling in for the early morning meeting. It seemed most people where still filing in for the whole event and Cass was ready to go with her proposal.

"I'll take a stab at mine after Cass goes," He nodded to the hunter beside him before settling into his chair a bit better. It was going to be a slow morning that was for sure.

She didn't know what her A game would be--but she did bring her new swiss army knife.

That was what Stormy was toying with when she took a chair not near the other Mists, but rather one closer to Lance. Just a little more separate. She hadn't made much of a sound going in, just slipped to her current seat after seemingly coming from Molly's shadow. Someone had been practicing their tailing skills a bit too much lately.

The way she fiddled with the swiss army knife revealed her restlessness. Flick went the knife. Twnng went the corkscrew. Shhhk went the saw. People here knew what they were doing, had proposals, had a plan. All she had was an idea--a desperate hope more like. Given how Aria had treated unorganized projects last time, Stormy was hesitant to even mention it here. But for now there was time to discover what her fellow Mists had in mind.

It was hard not to simply go over and sit with the group, but the ache was her own personal punishment. Stormy was a clingy creature, and she decided it was high time she started breaking the habit.

As soon as the cup was on the table, Lance gave it one look before he snatched it up and drained it. "Ahhh! That's more like it!" He shouted, slamming the cup down on the table. It may have bounced once or twice and maybe gain a chip or two. And a crack.

Energized, Lance snapped his fingers towards Cass. "Lay it on me."



Lance nodded towards Roland and Candance, acknowledging them. "Once thing atta time, that way I can more or less keep the numbers straight."

As Cass spoke, Lance skimmed over the proposal and tapped his fingers. He didn't like how she said void, as if there was something more to it than it seemed. Killzone was a good man in Lance's eyes, and he did regret not having an opportunity to talk to him more. Then again, if he had spent time with him then he likely would have remained in the Sun division as some sort of quartermaster instead of an Assistant. That in and of itself wouldn't do.

"Isn't your..." Lance twirled a finger, searching for a word that wasn't along the lines of ball-and-chain slash blood pact slash matching lovebird slash otherwords for the word he was looking for. "Husband part of the Moon division? He could help you out and help you work on building." Because clearly anyone in the Moon division was a master carpenter who could make anything out of materials, not just defensive things. And a bed could totally be a defensive thing if pushed up against the door just right.

"Regardless, you're clear for a starting budget and what you can find. Aria's got the keys to the portal so I can't guarantee any Ikea trips. You'll also have to take it up with her, 'less you want to ask Dwight or Mark. Your call. Next."

An expectant look was thrown towards Roland.

Roland nodded to Cass then turned to Lance himself clearing his throat a bit. "I ah, I know Aria prefers we have more paper work and ground work laid out for proposals, and after Cass I'm going to look a little less organized."

He shifted in his chair a bit, "But the first thing we need to do for this project is a research team, I want to look into alternate power sources. With the islands main source gone we've been lacking in both vital systems and things that make day to day life a little more tolerable." He waved his hand a bit, "I know we have bases outside the main island, possibly even abandoned ones like the Antarctic area that I would guess have self sustaining power sources. When we have some minor access to portals getting those would be useful, and even more so finding Artifacts that we can use as well."