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Rep sauntered into what he termed as the holding pen with his usual lazy swagger. He'd heard there was something going down over here and despite not being life or death who were probably more suited for this specific sort of work, he couldn't pass up on the idea of some gratuitous torture.

When he saw people sitting around talking amicably to the monsters and in some cases taking them out for walks, his face fell.

"The hell?"

Desc: Red haired arsehole.

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Madison was definitely curious to see these new candidates, even if she was sure they hadn't been prepared adequately - at least by her standards. But she'd made good inroads with Israfel, she figured, and she wasn't entirely surprised to see him... though she wished she'd known more of the specific circumstances of his capture, to know what tack to take. Everything had been so chaotic that she hadn't spotted him before the trap went off.

Still...

"Israfel!" she called out, walking briskly over to his containment unit with a look of concern on her face. "Are you all right?"

Well. She had him there. It wasn't exactly a good evening, at least not for her. And Gale wasn't quite sure it was good for him, either. He'd managed to capture two of the Halloween creatures, Mei included, but there had been a tiny, tiny part of him that had hoped she had managed to escape, if only so he wouldn't be faced with dealing with her now.

Apparently not. At least she wouldn't know it was him that had netted her.

He opened his mouth to say something - what exactly, he wasn't even sure - but at that moment, an arm dropped down on his shoulder, heavy and space invading. Gale snapped his mouth shut, tilting his head up to catch a glimpse of the smirking, lounging face of none other than Dakota Rainstar.

Oh, great.

A sigh escaped Gale's lips, brows drawing together, and he lifted his hand, idly pinching Dakota's sleeve between his thumb and forefinger. "Kindly don't call names," he said, and something in his voice indicated he wasn't just talking to Mei as he dragged the trainee's arm off of him. "It does nothing to be productive. And I'm not an armrest."

Rolling his eyes a little, he turned back to Mei, who was looking mutinous. And again, Gale opened his mouth to say something, but once more Dakota intervened, and Gale pressed his lips together, slightly irritated.

"Dakota. Shut up."

He glanced back at Mei. "How are you feeling?"

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The walk with Petra had been...something. It gave her a lot to think about without giving her the benefit of answers, which was what she had been hoping for. Still, it made her feel slightly better in the end, just enough to not make her panicked trembling return as she was ushered back into the cell.

She sat down against the wall, pulling her knees up against her chest and tucking her feet under her. She was in for the long haul it seemed, so she might as well make herself comfortable. However, as she sat there she stared at the monitor, studying the Hunters on the other end.

The red head looked...very familiar. Wasn't he one of the ones Sammy was butting heads with all the time? ...And that voice was so familiar...he kind of sounded like the 'Ugly Backpack' Calder had on. It was hard to tell though, since he wasn't screaming obscenities right now.

"I suppose it is," he replied uncomfortably. He wanted to defend himself, to say that wasn't really him, he didn't even have a proper weapon - but he didn't. It would have been childish, but it was also a lie. He could have said no. He was certainly having second thoughts about who they'd been fighting - why involve children? Why not go after the real monsters, the ones who went bump in the night? After all, they had to have adults of some kind, didn't they? "I never really had to think about it much before." There are some things that just weren't done, even in the name of war. Lines that shouldn't be crossed.

Wash felt they were crossing them now, and he feared, a cold shiver deep in his gut, that they'd been crossing them this whole time. That he'd been too wrapped up in his own personal problems to see it.

As she named off her friends, making them a little more real to the hunter, Wash's frown deepened. She held herself like she was going to break, and he didn't know what to do. He knew that feeling. "You never know," he chimed in, trying to give the girl some comfort even while his ears burned with the reprimand he expected for saying something as blasphemous as... "Maybe those horsemen of yours will ride in and save the day. I gotta say, they've handed our butts to us more than once before."

"I'm really sorry you got caught up in all this, Miss Amphi. You seem like good people."

His eyes widened, and a faint ghost of the smile he'd had before returned. Admirable? He didn't think so, but again, it was kind of her to say. "Oh, I think you're plenty brave. You've handled this...incarceration with more dignity than I think most 'o us would," he said very seriously. I mean, she expected them to hurt her, and yet here she was, having a civil conversation. Maybe they were both crazy, but at that moment, he didn't particularly care. He laid his hand on the glass opposite of hers, and his expression sobered. "I'll do my best. I really don't think they wanna hurt you, honest. I'm sorry they- we - kidnapped you." That last bit was true. Wash couldn't save her- they'd probably had all sorts of precautions in place to prevent their escape. But he could do his utmost to make sure she and her friends were comfortable. He owed them that. And maybe, just maybe, the subjects who weren't compatible would get to go home.

He secretly wished she'd be one of those.

Wash let his hand fall back to his side as she changed the subject. A mermaid? He did his best to hide his surprise - after all, his only exposure to that particular creature had been through Disney films. This girl seemed a lot more Ariel than she did Ursula. "Oh, I come from a place that's, well. It's right near the sea - it's a port town, yennow, boats and all that. We have a big river that runs through our town, and sometimes when it storms it overflows." But she hadn't wanted to hear about flooding, so he left it at that. "It's a sort of regal beauty, out there. The swamps and the wildlife and what not- I guess they're kinda like your minipets - are right up next to the big cities, so we get to see some pretty crazy stuff." He tried to think of something interesting. "We once had a possum - uh, it's a kind of, well, it's smallish and doesn't have a lot of hair, sorta looks like a rat - got into our garage one time, it took forever to get it out."

"And -ah." His voice fell a little, and he made a hurried admission. "I was there, but only for like a minute. I got knocked out as soon as I came in, so I didn't see what was going on. We kinda just get told 'jump', and have to say, 'how high'?" It wasn't a very good reason, but it was all he had.

"You know, we have a beach here. It's very nice although it's a little, um, foggy out," he said conversationally. "I mean, I dunno if you're like...If you're from a lake or the ocean. Do they have freshwater mermaids?"

Rep grinned toothily at the fiesty woman, not really getting the idea that they were kind of meant to get them on their side rather than wind them up like crazy. "Sorry, I'm not ******** up to date on the variety of freaks that come out of your ******** world. But. A living doll? Isn't that like. All women?" He snickered nastily.

"Well. I had a mate we used to call FannyBaws, he had a doll. Wasn't a living one, was like, the blow up kind. It was his main girlfriend right? Kept him warm on lonely nights. You don't look like that kind of doll. I mean for one thing you have less ******** lipstick on." He looked her over with a disgusted curl of his lip.

Dakota got an actual smirk as he thumbed in his direction, for once ignoring someone touching him without permission. He could live with a back pat from a guy - it wasn't Candace. "Though I'm no expert. I'm sure handshake could probably find that out more definitively than I could, right?"


Desc: Red haired arsehole.

"Way to be an a*****e, moron" murmured Deryk as he returned into the lab. Yeah, he heard Rep talking, and it was aggravating. However, his voice was kept low somewhat instinctively. It was like trying to pass a quiet insult to a bully when passing them up.

In any case, it looked like Amrita was back. He had received Petra's text not too long ago after all.

it was beginning to get hard not to feel completely at ease with Wash. He was so sincere and like a child, she was picking up on that. Like a child, she was clinging to him like she would a parent, relying on him in this moment.

"Ah...Is this making you think of it too much? Will this put you in a predictment Wash that won't end favorably?" The mermaid sighed, "You have been so kind to me, I just don't want them to do anything to you because of it."

"I sincerely hope not at this moment. The horsemen..." She thought of Eris and sighed, "They are a odd bunch of halloween creatures." She left it at that, well actually, "If they come, you guys will get hurt and then this war will continue on." Peace? Since when had the mermaid ever thought of peace?

"It's okay Wash." She smiled again, "Like we talked about before, I'd rather it me then any of my friends. OR me as compared to any other creature." She rubbed her eyes in confusion...She wanted to go home after all. To be held again by Roch and see her friends.

"I'm actually really scared. Terrified, I want to go home." She bit back the edge of panic that almost rised before calming down. "We saw a bunch of students once...taken by hunters. They never really came back. They were just gone." It's what was happening to her now too.

Her hand had dropped from the glass awhile ago, leaving them separated by the glass again.

She closed her eyes and tried to imagine his home, where he could never go back too.

"By the sea..." She smiled, no. She had chosen this hunter well, the familirity with him was almost overwhelming now. "The sea is a beautiful thing to live by, always changing. Boats? I have heard of those, we use to swim through sunken ships of the past." She laughed, "I've never seen a port though." She almost seemed excited, "Your town is surrounded by water! Oh jack it would be a splendid place to live!"

She could only imagine just how amazing it was.

"A possum, I think we have those...for minipets. They are kind of ugly..." She ducked her head shyly, "I don't really like scary ugly things like that. Beady eyes and just..." She shuddered.

"Oh! A beach here!??! Well I suppose since your an Island and all!" She clapped her hands and then pointed, "I'm a sea mermaid, but I can swim in any sources. At my school, My dorm has seawater but there is a lake and then small pools of fresh water." She cocked her head to think about it.

"I don't think so really. I mean...I've only just started going to school. For awhile, I was kept to the seas alone. I just barely started mastering landwalker etiquette. I think we call freshwater mermaids....Sirens?" She blinked..."Oh but Israfel is a siren so maybe not...." She looked at the Siren over in the room.