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He followed Zoey willingly, feeling like a lost animal. He couldn't feel much of her hand, save for that it was there, and that it was cold-- he hoped she wouldn't care that his own was pitted and pocked and roughly calloused, almost like an old piece of tarp.

Isaac didn't look at anyone. He hefted his whip experimentally up with a hand, examining it closely.
"Cliff was being a b*****d," he said, "And then he, uh... kissed me?"

Immediately his shoulders slumped, defeated, and he looked up at Zoey pleadingly. "Zoeeeey... I don't get it," was the next thing out of his mouth. "He's never done that before."
Isaac never gave much thought to Cliff's behavior. Usually he acted the part of the joker, wrestling and tussling and cracking jokes, and generally that's how Isaac had come to know him over the years. He wasn't good with subtext. He didn't really think that someone's actions could have deeper motivations behind them; especially not those of a friend.

He lowered his whip back to his hip, and sighed, suddenly taking great interest in a patch of grass near his boots. His brown cheeks were just starting to flush with embarrassment again.

"I think they did," Selena replied brightly, still in Melissa mode. "Favourite or not, it obviously wanted to go home, sister."

Sliding towards C, she elbowed her friend in the ribs. "I'm bored."

[ Showing Up - Late ]
Oh crap oh crap oh crap was all Jess could think as she hurried through the groups of hunters in search of Dave. Thankfully it didn't take /too/ long to spot him and she was quickly at his back.

"s**t sir. I'm sorry I'm so late." She quickly stammered before looking around. Lowering her voice drastically.

"Please fill me in sir?" She asked in a whisper only he should hear.

baneful

Cliff being a b*****d she could understand. Cliff being a b*****d and kissing him . . . not so much. At first Zoey was sure this was just another of the guy's jokes, like the triplets at lunch. But Isaac looked so much like a confused little boy looking to his mother for answers.

Join the club, man.

"I . . . don't know either?" she answered rather helpfully, her face growing even pinker the more her mind tried to process this. "Maybe it was an accident? You guys were kinda getting in the other's face."

That had to be it. And Cliff did it so he could frustrate the guy more. Totally.

"Listen, we should go and, like, find him. Patch things up before the leaders decide party's over."

Dave didn't actually look too bothered that she'd shown up late, he was simply happy to see her, having been decidedly worried that he wouldn't manage to find her in this throng of people and bustling crowds. "Forgiven this once" he smirked at her, taking her shoulder firmly in his good hand, about the nearest the tall man generally came to a hug.

"And no problem. Basically, we are getting set for the mission at the moment. Charging up weapons. Argyll's sorted though. The runic teams are restraining them for the purpose." he looked around confusedly "Though I think a lot of the captive monsters are dead." he even spotted Velda standing by the body of one of the more durable ones that had been around. "We got our briefing though." he added, not wanting to mention it but feeling he had to.

"Seems the fear teams are being sent in first."

"You're a woman, you understand these things!" he replied with a frown. Isaac threw his hands in the air. "Can people kiss each other by accident? I've been away on missions for years of my life, and I don't understand these things so well anymore."

But Zoey's suggestion did seem sound, though the last thing Isaac wanted was to see Cliff and talk to him about his accident-prone kissing episode. But at the same time, he did want to see his friend-- just to make sure he was all right from the scuffle. Cliff was shorter than him by two inches. It was possible that his stupid hat might have blown in his face, obscuring his vision, and that people might have trampled him while he tried to recover.

Or so his imagination supplied. "Well... you're right." Isaac was expecting her to be right-- she was a girl and they knew how to handle these things. Period. "I guess. C'mon Adam, let's go find him so I can punch him."

Isaac logic.

Jess sturdily stood against his grip on her shoulder. Keenly watching his... eye... while listening. His eye and tone gave away more than his words did really. Though the words themselves were pretty annoying really. His tone and the look in his eye made her nauseous.

"Something is wrong isn't it?" She asked while raiiiising a brow and sucking in her gaunt cheeks making her cheekbones even more severe with a sour look.