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 Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 12:17 am
5:00 am - Room
His usual wake up time (apparently he hasn't been bothered by the snoring of someone new in the basement), the Sun is getting ready for his usual morning run.
5:15 am - Somewhere around the island
Its a nice crisp morning, the sun not even out yet and Milo is enjoying the silence as he jogs about the outskirts of the towns or carefully navigating the jungles. Or even running along the beach.
7:30 am - Showers (not the basement, haha, no)
Working up a sweat usually requires one.
9 am - Cafeteria
Its a simple meal, but Milo does enjoy his cereal with a few choice fruits in the morning after a nice run. Today its slices of pineapple and a banana. The cereal? Not as nutritious, a little juvenile, he's going with Lucky Charms. His reading material is equally as so, a magazine sporting the subject of Japanese children's television shows.
10:30 am - Training Grounds
The morning isn't complete without a little bit of a spar, be it with someone he manages to spot along the way or simply by destroying a few of the dummies scattered about.
1:30 pm - Basement
Milo checks downstairs to see if Noemi is about, maybe she wants some lunch. Unfortunately, she isn't spotted. Maybe she's in the infirmary?
2:30 pm - Infirmary
The little Mist doesn't seem to be in sight, maybe she's busy?
- - more to be added - -
9 pm - Room
Milo finally calls it a night and heads to bed.
2 am - Room
His Noemi sense is tingling, somehow.. he realizes she's up but honestly doesn't know why.All about Milo  Name: Milo Hale Journal: bloopDivision: Sun Rank: Intermediate Age: 21 General appearance: Tall lean male brunet with green eyes and a wide smile. Could be taken as a Power Rangers fan given his attire... just maybe. Weapon: Naginata Her name: Koume Shizuka
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 12:48 am
2:37PM Infirmary
Rhys was busy mopping up the floors of one of the empty rooms when he saw Milo pass by a little way's away. The mist trainee proceeded to none-too-subtly mop in the other hunter's general direction. When he finally reached him, he stopped mopping and grinned.
"'Sup," he greeted, mop still in hand.OOC  Name: Rhys Donovan
Journal: click
Division: Mist
Rank: Trainee
Description: Lean and fit, 6'2" and 162lbs. Detached but somewhat sociable, and is actually a bit of an a**. His thoughts, at least, are often sarcastic and none-too-pleasant, and while approachable he might not be the nicest of guys depending on his mood. Talk about sports or training to get on his good side quick, or give him pointers on how to stay alive while at Deus.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 2:00 am
2:37pm - infirmary
Really, a question to one of the nurses would have solved his problem easily enough but Milo seemed to be attempting to locate her the old fashioned hard way by looking. Or well, was going to at first until he tried to grab someone's attention.
Which didn't get too far when a familiar face popped up with a broom in hand. "Oh, dude! Rhys, howzit?" He grinned broadly as he slapped a hand on the other guy's shoulder in greeting.
"Oh hey, brah.. you haven't seen Noemi around, have you?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 9:18 pm
2:37PM Infirmary
It seemed safer to pretend to do his duties rather than just idly have a conversation in the middle of the hall, so he pretended to mop just one section of the floor after he got Milo's attention.
"I'm good. Still adjusting, y'know," he shrugged and paused his fake-mopping to address his next question. "Uh, Noemi?" The name wasn't familiar, though it'd been a month so he'd probably at least seen her before.
"Sorry, man, still workin' on names. What's she look like?"OOC Name: Rhys Donovan
Journal: click
Division: Mist
Rank: Trainee
Description: Lean and fit, 6'2" and 162lbs. Detached but somewhat sociable, and is actually a bit of an a**. His thoughts, at least, are often sarcastic and none-too-pleasant, and while approachable he might not be the nicest of guys depending on his mood. Talk about sports or training to get on his good side quick, or give him pointers on how to stay alive while at Deus.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 11:50 pm
2:37pm - infirmary
"Aa, yah." Milo blinked for a second before he went to recount her description. Of course not everyone knew the short Mist. "She's about yay tall," he gestured to where she stood on him, about his mid chest before his hands went to flutter around his head as he went to describe her hair, "deep red hair short and curly."
< Cute. Tell him she's cute, that's a good way to describe her >
Milo ignored her. "She's a Mist, usually down her being all nursey, ya."
< Aho.... tell him she's cute >
Milo promptly paused and made an annoyed face.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 12:04 am
2:37PM Infirmary
Based on the description Rhys's face sort of lit up. "Oooooh, her," he said with a little nod. "Yeah, think I saw her earlier when I picked up this s**t," and he lifted the mop briefly to show the guy what he was talking about. He assumed that Milo made the face at the mop, and he sort of just nodded along.
"Haven't seen her since. Maybe she went for lunch?"
He went back to pretend-mopping a different portion of the floor.OOC Name: Rhys Donovan
Journal: click
Division: Mist
Rank: Trainee
Description: Lean and fit, 6'2" and 162lbs. Detached but somewhat sociable, and is actually a bit of an a**. His thoughts, at least, are often sarcastic and none-too-pleasant, and while approachable he might not be the nicest of guys depending on his mood. Talk about sports or training to get on his good side quick, or give him pointers on how to stay alive while at Deus.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 10:57 am
3:15 am - rooms
Noemi drops down to take a break from her cooking to leave a small bag of treats for Milo. Breakfast muffins, some cookies and a canister of soup.
She also touched the covered bars of his room and rested her head against. A moment of silence and then a breath.
"Okay." She whispered and started to head back up to the kitchen.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 12:01 pm
9:00 AM: Cafeteria
Sin walks by Milo's bowl of cereal of lucky charms, and becomes slightly envious of all the delicious looking marshmallows o/ If only there was a brand of cereal that had all the marshmallows and no cereal.. Then he would probably die happy, if not of diabetes, by that point.
Then he leaves without telling Milo about his good taste in choices.
OOC  Name: Sin Journal: Here Faction: Hunter Division: Sun Trainee Description: 6'2 fit, toned, male. Easy going, cheerful, and very much flirtatious. Always has a suspiciously bandaged eye, a vaguely dark feeling to his appearance (like a pirate, or somebody involved in darker aspect of life) that starkly contrasts with his bright personality.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 10:25 pm
2:37pm - infirmary
Milo scratched at his cheek as he hummed to himself. His head lulled slightly towards the general vicinity of the nurses' station as he considered Rhys' words. Maybe she had gone now and he had just missed her? A possibility.
"Maybe, ya." The Sun shrugged and turned back to the other Hunter that was so totally mopping, "thanks, maybe I'll text her in a bit. Thanks though!"
His smile was back in full force and he reached over once again to pat the guy on his shoulder. "Gonna head back out, so good see ya!" He turned to go but spun back around, "still holding you to a spar later, brah."
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 10:27 pm
3:15 am - rooms
Milo stirred slightly in his sleep, the smell of freshly baked good catching his nose. "Huh?" He groggily blinked awake, wondering if he was imagining it and then passed tired eyes to his make-shift door.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 10:30 pm
9 am - cafeteria
It was a little hard to miss a looming figure overhead, even one so briefly passing by inspecting his choice in cereals. Milo's head picked up as he was chewing and noticed the retreating figure. "Oh dude... didn' I figh' you in tha' 'ournamen'?" Yes, he was being terribly rude and still had Lucky Charms in his mouth but this was important!xaki man, I can't remember if they encountered each other after that...
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 10:33 pm
3:15 am - rooms
Noemi could hear some slight shuffling of Milo and instead of immediately disappearing, she peeked her head in.
"S...sorry to bother you. I just left some things for the morning. P...Please go back to sleep."
Chirigami That's right. She's been up forever.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 11:11 pm
3:15 am - rooms
"Aw man, sweet of you..." He groggily replied as he pressed the ball of his palm to his eye. This seemed like that weird phase when it was hard to discern if this was actually happening or not really (it could still be a dream, they had gotten plenty of weird ones after all). "Wha' are you doin' up?"
< What are you doing up? >
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 11:21 pm
3:15 am - rooms
She didn't inch much more forward and it was still kind of dark, but she could see he was waking much more then he needed too and felt a bit guilty.
"C...Couldn't sleep." She answered, "Ni...Nightmares again. So I wen...So I'm upstairs baking some stuff." She nibbled at her lip, "D...Do you need anything? Or...I sh...should go. Um. Really go back to sleep oka..okay?" She could see him tomorrow, she thought. She could see him any day if she took the time. It was just hard to find time now. Or you know, a RIGHT TIME, to talk to him.
Not like at 3am in the morning.
This was a bad time.
Bad bad time.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 11:30 pm
3:15 am - rooms
Hearing of her problem wasn't going to make him go to sleep, clearly. It wasn't making him jump out of bed in an instant either, but was at least luring him out of it. Calmly he pushed himself up, still in that weird limbo state and stretched his arms up above his head before he just shuffled towards the door and opened it.
Oh yeah, there was food down there, he blinked at the small offering and picked it up.
"Need to know.. you're gettin' sleep ya." There were some reasons behind it but he was too tired to think of them and just pulled her into his room without a second thought. After depositing what she had brought onto his desk, Noemi would find herself pulled towards the bed. "Sleep..." This had worked those last few times, he reasoned.
< Well well ~ > And then she went oddly silent.
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