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Marcus' question got a shrug from Candace who was chugging her coffee as fast as she could without burning herself to death. "Nah, never. If it wasn't mandatory and offering a nice chunk of change I'd be pretending I conveniently didn't get the text." She finally replied to Marcus, looking and feeling slightly more awake now. Only slightly. She turned back to the boy she had greeted before when he spoke to her, returning his smile.

"Don't think I've seen you around before.." She leaned back on one leg a moment to get a look at the back of his coat, making a soft noise of interest. Life, huh? Cute. Candace held a hand out to shake. "Candace, Mist Hunter. And you?"

"More'r less." Otto replied to Wilson, shrugging lightly.

Being around a lot of people was making him feel a bit anxious, so he instead pretended it was just Wilson. Everything was making him anxious, skittish. He only hoped he could maintain his sanity. He'd done an okay job up to that point. Drugs had helped. There were no drugs now though. Only him and his frantic thoughts.

Smiling, he leaned over to shake her hand. "Melvin. Life trainee. We haven't met. I think I'd remember you." He leaned back in his seat before looking around. "Does weapon testing happen often? I guess they wouldn't pay this much unless it was for research. Do you know what they typically do?" He was very interested in this sort of testing, and unlike the rest who seemed to have some apprehension about being here, Melvin's tail was practically wagging at being seated in a lab again and hoping to be addressed by a professor in some field of Hunter research. If he could talk to them, even better.

Was Molly worried about how much they were being paid for testing? Nah. All part of the job, right? Ever since Dakota mentioned buying Otto new drums, Molly thought this would be a great chance to make some money to pitch in for it. Speaking of Otto…

As the Mist trainee approached, she caught sight of the Death trainee up and out of bed, and immediately she was running at him.

“OTTOOOOOOO!” She wailed. Unfortunately…she couldn’t help but barrel into the teen, immediately wrapping her arms around him and nuzzling the top of his head. “Oh, I’m so happy to see you out and about!” Molly was even so bold as to each other and gently pinch Wilson and Ryan’s cheeks affectionately with a free hand. “Hello you two! I hope you’re doing well also!”

The familiar voice caused her to look around, and smile at the voice of one of her newer friends. "Hey Rolo!" She moved through the crowd, planting a single gloved hand with a thump on his shoulder. "Allan stole Kat and i for a promotion mission just a day or two after i was released from the life labs. It's good to be able to walk around and not be stuck inside." Even if it was scorching heat wise outside.

"Though i have to admit, if this is anything like our little... shitty mission, im out of here." She did not want to spell like crap for another week.

Looking around the noticed that... she actually knew quite a few people. Rep received a nod in return at his own, before her eyes flicked around to see whom else she knew. Candace, Jerry, Ryan, Marcus, Otto.... She paused at Otto for a moment, upturning an eyebrow. "Good to see you again Otto." Of course she too spent time with him in the Infirmary, but it was good to see him out of it. Then again the bigger question probably was... Was she just nice to Otto and did not pick on him!? Maybe she should leave him be though, poor boy looked like he was about to crack.

Beta testing! Move, Speedway, we're going to be the last in the queue.

Alright, alright, Harrison grumbled, changing into something he didn't mind being tested all over.

He and B0nez were in agreement on this one- he liked money, and- well, B0nez liked loot too, but the ghost had somehow gotten it in his head that this was some kind of pre-release party exclusively for weapons.

Look at that line, B0nez groaned when they finally did get there. Shiiiiiiiiit.

I'm handling it, Harrison said, shouldering his way through the room. He was less than discreet. "Scuse me. On your left. Watch it."

Dual screen's already here. I should have carpooled with him.

I'm taking you, hold your horses.

Remember her? Oh really? Candace arched a brow and tilted her head to one side, a hand resting on the back of Melvin's chair. "Oh? And why's that?" She asked sweetly, still smiling. Was that a compliment he was paying her? How charming!

"Not as far as I know. This is my first time hearing of it, but it's mandatory for full-ranked Hunters so I couldn't pretend I was busy." Pretend? Nah, she wasn't pretending. Her eyes darted to the door while she finished off what was left of her coffee. What time was it? Would he be awake? She checked her phone for the time, rubbing her lips together with discomfort. No. He'd be okay. If she was late...she could claim she was just exhausted from the day before. Yes, that'd work. Stress would do that to a person.

"You look very excited for this. That's nice to see." Candace commented distractedly as she put her phone away, setting her empty cup down on the table for now.

Suddenly there was yelling and Candace jumped, eyes wide and darting everywhere. Huhwhatwhowha-- "MOLLY~!" Candace called out and waved to the younger woman, supporting herself with the back of Melvin's chair now. No sitting. No sitting. No sitting. Oh! And Harrison too! "Hey, Harrison~." It'd been awhile since she'd seen him. How was he doing with Jordan back?

'Testing' was an enlightening sort of activity that Mimsy enjoyed, but the hefty sum at the end of the message seemed to imply that she was going to be on the wrong side of it this time. Svensyl's excitement over his apparent spotlighting in whatever this testing was meant that he wasn't going to shut up about this one, however, so she was going.

Might as well try to make the best of it.

She wore a look of disdain as she tried to concentrate on silencing his gleeful babbling. It never made any sense to her, spoken in some worthless language that was only good for children's stories. She'd tried to explain to him that conversing in English would actually do both of them some good, but if today was any indication...the advice didn't stick.