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Once they were through the portal and free to start working Bix stuck with Fini. "Flexing muscles? I don't have many of those but I like to pose and look tough." He teased. "Weapons out though. We're protection remember?" In a flash, Mina was summoned into his hands, the white feathers barely blowing in the stale air.

Despite his joking Bix's eyes scanned the room. He scanned the holes and positioned himself between 2 of them. "Get between those other holes." He motioned with his fingers. "Hopefully we'll be able to see if anything is coming."

Marcus was there then and asking him about the boarded up door. "I'm not happy about that door but it's sort of our job to find out what's going on here. It's got to be opened eventually." Some other trainees were already clearing the area. "I think you guys need to put some sort of defense up quick, just in case. How about some of these?" There were already tables flipped, just looking to be repositioned.

I hope you choke.

"A pity that she was unable to make it, however I see that you have already made yourself comfortable given the circumstances." Aria eyed the mug and counter he was sitting on, her face a careful neutral. It was too bad Clarice wasn't here -- she was dependable and a charm to speak with. It was too bad that she was in Life. Aria would have loved to have her as Mist assistant, however with Lance coming along nicely with his own training. Still, it was flattering to be considered someone to look up to, even if Aria's past track record was anything but.

As the talk turned to the trainees, Aria quietly agreed. "Indeed. We shall see how long they last. In the meantime, please excuse me. There are a few things I wish to investigate myself." She inclined her head politely before approaching the counter, ignoring him as she began to search the cabinets.

Like Candace and Molly, Cass began to help moving the debris blocking the way towards the residential area.

"I feel like we should be ready to summon our weapons at any moment while we do this, just in case it is blocked for that reason." Cass nodded, seeming to approve of Molly and her energy-enthusiasm-what-have-you as she handled the tasks being tossed out to them. It was good to have some good energy in the division again. It had been kind of worn out for a while with so few of their numbers.

It was starting to boom with life again. She loved it. Aria would keep Cass forever.

[I wasn't quoted anywhere, so I'll assume that nobody talked to her~]

She was sweating. Damn it.

However, if they ever had to go outside, at least she would be warm; she did, however, take off a few of her layers, stuffing them inside the backpack she had brought when they reached the outpost. Almost immediately, Marcus had issued orders, so she just kept quiet. The way the snow was pilled up outside, against the holes, made her curious, and she shouldn't help but nudge Marcus, bringing it up to him before gently running her gloved hand along the circumference of the hole on the other side of the outpost - the hole level with a window and the smaller one near it - trying to figure out what exactly made something like this.

Oh right, she wasn't in Death division for this one.

"Do you think we'll need to cover that up too?" She asked Marcus, pointing to the hole on the ceiling as approached Aria - who seemed busy with her own investigation, "Excuse me, Aria, but there seems to be a barrier around this outpost keeping the snow and wind out? What sort of a barrier is it, and does it keep anything else out?"

Clerise followed the Mist leader through the portal, immediately grimacing at the heat.

She was bundled up like a piggy in a blanket, and christ, it felt like summer in the place. There was no stripping, not yet, as she was preoccupied with examining the wreckage. The sight of the fallen facility was kind of sad. She was not so familiar with technology yet, especially Life's fancy pants computers, but still. Seeing such things in disarray was ...unnerving. Poor little electronics. They weren't as cute as minipets, not by far, but they were still important.

Red eyes observed the not-so-good-according-to-rumors doctor in the corner, wondering how he could sip cocoa in the ******** heat. Idly, Clerise wondered if there was a nice shot of whiskey in there. She was jelly.

Everyone else was getting to work, so she supposed she should join the cause. She would have asked Robert where to start, but really...Clerise didn't want to rely on him. Nice guy, funny fellow, badass fighter-- but she was somewhere new!

And new meant exploration.

Mentally, she reviewed her objectives: recover things and or people. Hopefully alive, for both of em. Being new, the redhead didn't know the difference between the nicer electronics, so she supposed she'd try to find someone instead.

But first...

This goddamned coat would have to go. Dropping her bag over in a corner and out of the way, Clerise stripped out of her coat, even if beneath it was still a damned turtleneck. Clerise rolled up the sleeves to the shirt and wrapped the coat around her waist, tying the arms there.

Oh my sweet christ that was so much better.

With that done, the Life trainee went to investigate the third hole, closer to the ground. Maybe something interesting would be through there.

Feng had to admit that he was pretty impressed by his team mates. Especially the neat weapon that the one girl, Mercedes, had. He wasn't sure he'd be able to summon Shang that fast, but he'd sure as hell try if he needed to. He smiled softly at the weapon's chuckle.

When he followed his group through the portal - which was really cool, by the way - he immediately shed his gloves. He'd been expecting cold arctic winds, not balmy indoor heating. In fact, he could already feel the heat building under his heavy coat and he shed that too, tying it around his waist as he moved further into the room. It was... horrible in here. He tried hard not to speculate on what the red and brown liquid that stained the walls and furniture was, but from the metallic tang in the air he had a pretty good idea. The amount of debris was startling as well, and he had to take a moment just to soak in all the sensory information.

He quickly began muscling debris away from the door to the residential area with the rest of his team, shouldering a particularly large piece of wood out of the way. This he could handle. Orders, feeling like he was doing something good. With orders he felt more comfortable, and could almost ignore the gloom and destruction that certainly filled the room.

Almost, because he was still ready for whatever could jump out from behind this door.

Sorry Michael, every group had people like that. They tended to grow out of it. Slowly, but they grew. (At least one hoped that is how things worked). At Michael's question Marcus made a bit of a juggling gesture with his hands. "Yes and no. Yes, since you should ready to summon your weapon at any time for any reason. No since on the same hand, we're trying to build a barricade right now and if our weapons are in our hands ready to be or already are summoned, it's not very feasible to work like that. Just have them ready in the sense you're able to summon them at a moment's notice. The sun division is to be standing guard while we build, and if something were to attack, they're a short buffer that should give us time to summon out own weapons if the need arises."

A glance at stains made him visibly wince. "And I really hope it doesn't come to that."

Izy mentioned, jerking Sydney into the real world. She hadn't even noticed how overheated she was, not when she was trying to figure out the puzzle in front of her.

She awkwardly fumbled with her clothes, pulling off her gloves and shoving them into her coat pockets before unzipping the coat and tugging her scarf away from her throat. There was redness in her cheeks, but whether that was from being overheated or embarrassed, she wasn't saying. But to be mothered like this was a bit strange to the girl.

Izy drawled with amusement.

..... Thank you so much for pointing that out, Izy.