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"OH, you have family here?" So much for not discussing family on this thing. "I have a brother too, well, had. He isn't here. I've been awake for... oh. Oh wow. Actually I'm about to reach my second-year mark." She hadn't really thought about it as it felt oftentimes like her wheels were just spinning in mud and she wasn't actually proving herself like she had hoped once upon a time.

At the two-minute warning she picked up her pace a bit.

"I grew up in Louisiana and have never traveled outside of it until I came here. Then Japan and France for all the cute things. I got some decorations for my room and pajamas from Japan and some really nice dresses from France and teas from both. Oh, and if you like tea I can perhaps show you the nice tea set I picked up sometime?... .... Sadly, I still live in the basement, but I'm trying to make the most of it."

Why not? Henry blinked, realizing that that was actually a realistic option. Before he'd have had to get the color himself, and then get Olivia to do the actual coloring for him, but here? He and the twins could easily go and get the different colors once they were cleared for leave, and between both girls it would have been easy to try out as many colors as he wanted.

"Pastels look nice, though. And you can mix some color with conditioner and use it to keep it up between maintenance." He grinned, pleased he had something useful to contribute. "That's what I used to do before I got here, but I, uh. I forgot my conditioner when I was packing, so," he gestured at his hair with a laugh. "Well, you saw. It got pretty bad."

This was just acutely painful. Kade couldn't help but think of all the delicious, wonderful, wicked things you could do in a pile of pillows like that. Sweet boys were as much of an addiction to him as surly boys were. It made him want to muss them up, to drag them down towards his level, to show them the dark side. He had an impressive lightsaber technique he wanted to share.

So on, so forth, etcetera.

Sliding down into the pillows on his side Kade lounged like he was a Roman princeling, casual, cocky, confident. His three favorite words to describe himself. "Yeah, Nash set everything up. Dunno how he did it but I'll find out later." Because a stolen bed needed a lot more stolen pillows.

But Nash was for later, Oliver was for now. "So, Ollie, what is your favorite thing to do on leave?"

“Don’t make the rules babe,” Zane replied as coolly as he could. The s**t eating grin on his face implied that he enjoyed her reaction and the bite she seemed to have. In fact he leaned forward when she touched him, comment on the tip of his tongue when a beanbag flew at them.

Well, at her.

“Depends on the rule and what awaits me when I break it.”

Seren looked up, after asking her question, startled, when Nash yelled, and then sighed. They hadn't gotten very far, and already it was over. Well it WAS speed dating, but still. "All right, See you later, Freddie!" She said to him, and then, carefully, she stood up, relinquishing her comfortable pillows to go hunting for Oliver. She realized she'd forgotten a name tag, so she snagged one, slid her name onto it, and then went back to the hunt.

She finally gave up on hunting, and called out "Oliver...? Oliver Keeley?" She hoped she would be heard over the various voices, but she had no idea who she was looking for. She just turned her head side to side as she looked, waiting to see if some one responded.

"Um." Gretel paused to think. "I don't see many situations we'd required formal wear. Don't worry, you still have time to save enough for a nice set." It was very obvious she wasn't good at saying comforting words, they sounded rigid and plain. "Our uniform is the hunter coat."

The huntress nodded at the bracelets showed, and flipped her head up to stare at Land with surprise in her eyes. "Me?" She was adapted to many things, but kindness was not one of those. "Mint, lavender, and pastel colors and .......thank you." Her thought was drilled around the word 'friendship' and contemplated if they could be said friends. Her concept of friends was a sublime idea, Gretel easily understood their definition of friends might be different but the goodwill stayed.

She was aware how awkward she acted when someone tried to be nice, the yelling from someone rescued her from the embarrassement. "......Thank you for your time, see you later." The temperature difference between Land and her was clear, but she had made effort to return his kindness.



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She was very confused when Nash came and informed them their new partners were waiting. Despite of how few orientations she experienced, Gretel found it abnormal. It baffled her thinking how many more people she needed to meet before it ended. Unluckily, there was one genre of game she seldom touch, dating games. It meant she had neither immunity towards this matter nor basic concepts.

The mist trainee wasn't the type to start, so she quietly looked at her new partner, who looked much younger than her.