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Oliver automatically cringed frightfully when he heard his name shouted, the reaction was exaggerated by the recognition of that voice. His first 'supervisor', who happened to scare the hell out of him at times. The look on his face was clearly the look of someone hoping if they sit still enough, a huge disaster would pass them by...

But it was not to be. Because the minute the telltale chime from his pocket said he had a new text message, the poor kid whipped off his whole coat in a panic and threw it back across the bleachers as though it were a bomb and not just a cell phone.

"Screw you too," said Ian conversationally. He stopped picking on Oliver long enough to flip Jack the bird and give Fini a bright smile and Finn a very rude gesture before something was tossed over his head. With a grunt, Ian fumbled around in the dark before finally dragging Oliver's coat off of his face.

"Dude, relax," he said, reaching to smash said coat in Finn's face because why not. "I already told you, I'm not going to eat you."

A pause.

"Unless you want me to," he added, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. "But just so you know, I have a boyfriend, so I'd have to ask him, but, you know, as long as you're okay with it..."

The jacket on his gun only made it heavier and made Melvin even more tired. Drowsy and barely registering much, he opened his almost closed eyes to listen to the d**k-head speak.

"It's poor form to wake people up." He countered, before rubbed one eye under his glasses. "And who gives a damn about Dr. H. I'd rather sleep than hear him. a*****e woke up this morning."

He then rose his groggy eyes to look at Jack. "That wasn't a favor. You were being an a*****e. a*****e." And the little perky request for a refill made Melvin lean over and smack at the cup to throw it away from him.

Assholes didn't deserve coffee or refills.

Rin sighed at Melvin, frustration tangible in her tone. "Will you just put Saliva away before you get us all into ******** trouble?" She tapped her fingertips against the coat concealing the gun with an audible click. "Unless you like being punished and are into that kinda s**t."

A small aha! left him as if delighted to get the man moving, jerking the mug away before it was smacked out of his hand; thankfully there was nothing left inside to lose anyway, but Jack was rather overprotective of his coffee and any container holding it. "Being an a*****e would have meant you woke up via some spilling," he corrected, "which was my initial thought. But if you would have preferred sleeping, you should have stayed behind in your bed with this lovely thing."

He glanced to Rin with a half-smile as he got up and refilled on coffee, making a face at how watered down it tasted. He'd have to go on a run through the portals later.

"Oh?" he asked Fini in passing, feigning a hurt look. "I really have missed out; rest assured, I will do my best to make up for it." Oliver went off like jittery fireworks to commemorate him, and he looked particularly pleased with the image as Ian tried to calm him down. His rude gesture was greeted with a, "And you too, fellow citizen~" This really was turning out to be a good morning.

He settled back in his seat and blew some air on his coffee to cool it down. "What I am lacking," Jack said to Finn, "is information. I will of course be interviewing you all once this is done; this is simply a convenient way to gauge who has seen what." So thus far, Chel, Milo, Finn, Fini . . . "Crowell and Killian, too?"

This was asked as he ducked away from the tossed coat.

"Oh I am sure you are lacking quite a bit more then that. That is why you can't hold on to a woman, isn't it?" He asked, eyebrows rising innocently as he turned back towards Jack, a large smirk tugging at his lips. Indeed, this morning was just turning into a fantastic bit of fun, and the lecture hadn't even begun yet.

Letting out a derisive snort, he rolled his eye at Jack's comments about interviewing the lot of them. "Ya, absolutely, Jackie. You can preform our interview on your knee's, if you like." Like hell he was going to sit down and let Jack prod him for details on what had happened. He would never make things that easy for anybody.

But if he could pass that torture on to other people, that would do just fine. "Yes, the little dinosaur princess and Ripples were both present as well. Don't know where the latter is hiding out, though. Last I remember of him....he died." And so had Finn, but he was here now, as was everyone else, so he was assuming the other man was fine.

With his big brother senses tingling, Wilson perked up as he looked around the room for another blond hunter. He found Otto sitting on the bleachers with a glazed look that made the older hunter worried despite his drowsy state. Wilson took a long sip of his instant coffee before slowly getting up to plop down by his side. Much like he did with Deryk, he casually placed his head on the boy's shoulder. "You're not looking too good, Otto."