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Harrison smirked as Rep flopped back on the cot. "Yeah, the plate said BRIDEOFCHUCKY. It got impounded."

Jerry had about the same opinion of the situation as him.

"...You feel okay?"

Rep laughed weakly on his cot but didn't sit up again right away. "******** that ******** doll." he groaned, before the implication of the words sunk in. He propped himself up on his elbows, giving Harrison a surprisingly soft look. "You guys nailed the b***h?" he asked hopefully. At least there was a silver lining to it all.

Trying to take stock of the damage was difficult, there wasn't anything suface level. His bones just ached, a sort of deep rooted exhaustion he couldn't define. This s**t was hard, and it really frustrated him - he wanted to be useful. He wanted it so badly he could taste it, he was a sun, he was meant to be out there fighting things, meant to be protecting the base from the encroaching mists all around. Yet here he was, stuck on a ******** cot again, out of comission.

"Tracey's struggling to keep up." he admitted out loud.


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Melvin had been dragged in and set down on a cot where he laid there for some time. A few dog bites were on his arm, but a couple of patches and he was as right as rain again. Well, aside from resting. It took him a while be opened his eyes, staring up at the dim lighting of the tent and touching his head.

You should have watched your shield. You could have died.

Death by Dog. What a way to go.

Sounds right. You are nothing but bones.

He felt like s**t but slowly sat up.

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Tired. Angry. Upset. Embarrassed.

Otto flopped over the moment he found anything to flop over on.

Looking around the tent brown eyes paused at Leon. "I- hell is with the life division? Just- god." Men. Tall. Being buff. Being attractive.

Solia really had died. Died and gone to some fangirl island but only with a kinda hunger games vibe to it. But not hunger games. It was weird. End result there were just too many attractive men and all her shipping feels were scrambling trying to partner people. "He can totally be allowed to show off. I mean, some people like to admire others. Helps build moral in time of crisis." Hands held up. "I'm just sayin." She chouldn't stare though, that was rude. Back to- Wow.

Wow Lex smooth operator there.

Solia rolled her eyes at the antics of Lex and Ami. "Well." Hands on her hips, she stared down the life trainee she's woken up from the pods with. "Maybe if you didn't carry her around like a sack of potatoes she'd not take out your knees." Solia wasn't going to judge Ami on this one Lex. No, she was short and you were tall and pulled potatoes. You just didn't do that.

Bul's question got a helpful chirp. "Dunno how long I was out, but when me and Dakota were wandering we were with a rather nice gi- ghoul named LW! She was scared as much as we were I think. But-" She smiled. "I'm sure that there are more people normal than infected. I'm probably going to head out soon if you want me to keep an eye out for anyone in particular. If you're not going to be hostile... no reason we can't work together right?"

Solia resisted the urge to go find Otto a bunch of pillows for flopping.

Oh. That was a person? In his bad mood and grumpy introspecting he'd not noticed he was using Lex as a means to lay down.

"Deal with it." He muttered tiredly, not even taking into acount that Ami was laughing. Not entirely. He was trying to pretend no one was laughing at him. He'd gotten embarrassed enough in one night.

However, he picked out an 'I love you' in her giggles, so it looked like he did good.

Well... awesome. Cause he wasn't moving. Lex was now his bed.

while th exercise did make Leon feel the burn, that rush of endorphins that was the best fuel ever, it wasn't his normal amount. But it was something. Even if Jerry didn't agree with it as he stared at the bazooka wielder. "I'm not showing off, I just want to make sure I am in decent shape before going back out there and getting my a** kicked." he said bluntly and continued the imaginary staring match with him. 8|

But as much as he wanted to be mad at the sun hunter, it wasn't as if he couldn't see the logic in what he said. the glare softened as he picked his lumbering form off the ground and absentmindedly brushed the dust from his shoulder and gave the body part a rotation and limbered up. "But I am ready to patrol, just need a buddy to help me take over the shift." he said briskly and pulled back on his coat.

"Preferably human." he said last, glaring over at the overgrown Iguana not far away from him.

Solia's shipping was not being paid attention to.

In a moment of machismo, the life hunter puffed his chest and grit his teeth. "forget that, ill just go patrol on my own." he said proudly, no need for this holding hands while you go pee in the woods crap. Yep, he was being stupid.

and charged out of the tent, like a boss.

((exit))

Ami attempted to fan the red away from her cheeks but she was the type who turned as red as a tomato the moment she blushed. "Ah- Matthias?" she said, attempting to change the subject, but still keeping a lingering lilt to her voice. "It's a nice name- oh, I'm Ami."

She looked down at her leg and sighed. "Just bandage it up- I can worry about the damage later." She really just wanted to get out of here. People were starting to accumulate, and Ami didn't do well in crowds. A loner, through and through.

Her hand did unconsciously go to stroke through Otto's bright bonde hair though. "Poor thing. I hope you're comfortable," she said, razor sharp grin at Lex. Was she enjoying his torture a little more than she should've? Maybe. It was just nice to have a little payback every once in a while- she so seldom got a just reward for actions that to see success was a bit exciting. On the other hand, she really did hope he was comfortable. Otto was her baby brother and she didn't like seeing him hurt like this. "Matthias, could you maybe get something for Otto? I can do the leg bandages myself..."