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If Ofelia had been cleared for duty and wanted to be here ... well, it wasn't Jordan's place to tell her otherwise, although he was still going to worry. "Be careful out there, okay?" he told her.

Bandages were always a good thing. Jordan went to the table to pick up a set, nodding respectfully to Allan. "Thank you, Allan-taichou." He still didn't know what that meant, but it seemed to be a title of respect that the Sun division head preferred.

His chain was clipped to his belt at one hip; he'd made sure the thing was charged when he checked it out. Still, as he headed back to where he'd been standing with the others he'd been talking to, he checked it again. A little healthy paranoia didn't hurt.

Wilson chuckled at Aleister. “Definitely not like Caelius,” he agreed. He quickly added in a quiet voice, “Try not to jinx it.” He turned attentive when Allan reappeared with a box of bandages. His eyes lit up at them and he gratefully took one. “Thanks, Allan…taichou.” Wilson had nearly forgotten the suffix.

He gave Vanessa a puzzled, but pleased smile at her own smile. Smile…Had he ever seen Vanessa smile until now? Wilson would have to file away the memory for keeps. Rare memory was rare (ughh my brain hw why). “Thank you.”

It clicked as he watched other trainees and hunters. The formalities were dropped in many ways, the smiles and touches of casual nature happening. They were saying good bye. It was sad, depressing and heartbreaking. The people that might have been friends, enemies, rivals, lovers- they were all saying their good byes. Making peace, just in case the worst happened. Granted a few exchanges, (Candace and Dr. H? Well... that kind of explained some things and really just made other things more confusing) had him wondering but for the most part, it was just a gaint good-bye.

Gale's words still got a huff and blush. "Why do people keep mentioning it I mean really." As Allan brought out bandages he looked at the moon trainees, hopeful they would pick up the message to grab one. His daggers were charged, he knew that. But bandaged were goof to have as well. Especially with what they were going in for. He pocketed a box himself before looking over at Cass, face cracking into pure worry and longing.

What did you say to the girl you loved as you both were going to possibly walk into death itself?

Facing Gale, Bix and Tedan he smirked. "Yeah well, I lasted pretty far in the trails. Hopefully that means something right? And Bix- you better not ******** die. Or I'll hunt your ghost a** down and kick it you got that?" It was said with a smile.

There was a lot of kissing and hugging going on. Harrison didn't know how much longer they had to get weapons distributed and charged, but he was ready.

Well, mostly ready. Now seemed as good a time as any.

He touched Jordan's arm, briefly. "Hey. Can I talk to you for a sec?" He nodded towards a part of the field that wasn't so choked with hunters.

Sasha watched after Jerry with a slight frown before shifting her eyes back to Petra and Robert apologetically. "I don't think he's feeling well lately," she offered lamely before turning her attention to the ring on Petra's finger.

"Ohh, Petra, it's just.. it's just lovely!" Sasha clasped her hands to her chest as she drank in the sight of the ring - an instant before she started blushing madly at Robert's teasing.

"I'm strong," she mumbled with a half-smile. She pursed her lips. She was strong. More than a bird in a cage. Even the doctor had said as much.

Aleister paused, "Yes I was. I was E-seven." He answered with a smile at Vanessa.

He chuckled at Wilson. "I'll try not to." He answered looking a little more at ease. Watching Allan give everyone bandages, he didn't move to get a second one.

"Thank you Allan-Taichou" The Death Trainee chimed in. He still felt unsettled about the mission but everyone seemed most confident. Summon Puca so he could place the chained blitzball on his shoulders.

"So... after this can we get a ton of cake and eat it until we don't want to see cake again?" He asked Wilson and actually Vanessa too since she was standing by them as well.

"N-not a problem," Jerry smiled to Robert as the bandages were distributed, glancing from the ring to Petra's actual signs of mirth before pressing his own smile, "N-now, don't you guys distract each other from the mission!" he teased, trying to not sound as stressed as he was.

He had his torch. He had a bandage. He supposed he was ready to dive in at any moment.

He just didn't want to. He would be happy if the chit chat would last forever.