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Lex threw an incredulous look at the new Lif assistant, lips twised in a tiny frown. Lacking something? The only thing he'd been lacking was a warm body most nights, due to an insomnia plagued girlfriend whose arm he'd grabbed as she tried to flee.

"I think Pietro is the one lacking something..." He joked to those in earshot, smiling before turning mildly serious once more. "Yeah, seems like something powerful, then. Powerful enough not to rip a hole in space time, too." He mused. It had to be an ancient or one of the Legacy artifacts, then.

Everything was happening way too fast. The realization that someone was talking about a certain in-game marriage experience was bad, and if Ian's suggestive comment hadn't been enough to make him go completely pale the realization that his game-husband sat right there with them definitely did the trick.

But he didn't have much time to properly cope with that information, because before he could so much as open his mouth to stutter out a reply (or denial), the blonde guy in front of them was stumbling over the bench.

Oliver did the best he could, duck and cover.

At least he could hide under the other hunter for a second or two, curled up in a whimpering little ball of stress and sads.

Ian arched a single eyebrow. Then he turned very slowly to look first from Finn to Oliver and then back to Finn again.

"Damn, Finn, I didn't know you were into scaredy cats. Guess I have to reevaluate some things in life," he mused, and then patted Oliver heartily on the back. "Congratulations on the wedding bells, friend! Guess I have two daddies now! And a mommy," he added, batting his eyes in Fini's direction. "What more could a boy ask for!"

Quinn was given a grin, Ian reaching out and wrapping his arm around the other man's shoulders, dragging him to sit down. "Come and join the party," he said, still wondering where Shiloh was, and then blew a kiss in Jack's direction. "Tell me, how is everyone this fine day? Other than attempting to pretend it doesn't exist," he added, glancing down at Oliver's squashed form on the floor.

Bix showed up slightly late but thankfully was not the only one. He was decked out fully for a mission through nothing more than habit. He was clearly still sleepy, with red rimmed and glassy eyes, but the more he moved the quicker the weighted down feeling melted away. The archer's memories of wonderland were fresh but had learned from Ceres that not everyone had the same dream.

He'd missed Pietro's announcement but with a massive gathering of people all discussing the same thing, it was easy to overhear common words. 'Wonderland' 'dream' 'MMO' 'Alice'. They all drifted through his exhaustion just enough. Apparently he wasn't just having insane nightly experiences, it had been shared if only by some.

There were too many familiar faces, too many friends, for Bix to go out of his way to seek them out. The bleachers will filling quickly so the archer leaned against the wall by the door, almost like he was chaperoning a school dance, and silently willed himself to wake up.

Otto looked at Gale through a sidelong glance. He assumed his former rival wanted some sort of explanation for his... whatever he was right now. Wilson's contact was met with a light shove of a hand to face connection. Quite literally. Despite his lack of energy, he spared out some sass.

"No s**t." He grumbled back in a mumbled tone. He wasn't sure he should tell them. He wasn't yet sure what to do. Maybe sharing would help him with his own answers, but it was hard to break away from his secretive self.

Maybe it was just one of those mornings. It was very early.

"He is your superior, don't talk down to him." Of course the first thing out of Ami's mouth would be a scold for Lex. "Though I too think he is an imbecile." At this point she didn't think much of any of the life assistants. They came and went like the seasons at this point, and she was quite used to their skittish nature by now. Soon Pietro would be gone and replaced. That was that.

She turned to the rest of the group and said, "Which one of you experienced the dream." Ami couldn't care less about Marcus' stupid little car project (Ami would endlessly wonder why men were so obsessed with their cars). She was already thinking up hypothesis' and ways to study the dream, having performed such a study herself once. There were so many things to test and so little time- "I wish to speak to someone who experienced the dream-stasis."


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Chel gave the new girl who had joined them (Fini? Wasn't that what people called her?) a wave, only to let her hand fall when she noticed Finn's dampened expression when she approached. Oh that would be remembered. You could bet your a** that would be remembered.

But Chel knew how to play her cards at the right time, and now was not that time. "I am a princess, hotshot." Princess of jumpsuits anyways. She leaned a bit closer and said, "We could always make those fantasies reality." Her eyes flicked to Fini very quickly, and then she leaned back in laughter, nearly falling off when Finn shoved her.

When Jack mentioned interviews, Chel perked up in her seat. She immediately raised her hand and said, "Ooh. Me. Pick me. Me first." If anything could be determined from Chel's very erratic (not to be confused with erotic) behavior, it was that she did so genuinely enjoy the very rare times he allowed her to visit him in the labs, and not kick her out.

She pulled Milo into a headlock and said, "You can have him when I'm done, me first!"

He was unfazed by the boy roughly pushing him away. Wilson only huffed before he took another gulp of his coffee. "That was a subtle hint to tell me what's wrong," he explained wryly. The hunter blinked a couple times, finally beginning to shake off the sleep. "Unless it was Wonderland in general, in which case you don't need to explain that at all. I already know."

A sudden pause as a certain mist hunter sat by Otto's other side. "...feeling a bit under the weather?"