[Division Meeting] Sun Division -(PAGE 9)

[chiickadee]

"Yo redhead, I think the meetings for suggestions, why don't you stop bitching and go suggest air conditioning," Chel said with a shrug. Was it a bad idea to talk off to a superior? Yes definitely. Was Chel one for giving a single flying ********? Absolutely not.

Recognition struck her. "Oh you're the Rep dude. From the party! Weren't you in life before?" Was that what Bix had meant by "welcome back"? "Either way, glad to see you're in sun. You looked a little funny with all the other Lifers."

She looked at the other one who was talking to him. "Who's your friend?" He looked a bit scrawny for a sun- but maybe he had some secret hidden potential. Chel had played one too many video games and was off in a delusional world that maybe Jerry had a powered up form like a Super Saiyan.

Chel was not very good at treading lightly apparently.

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newbie sun o A o/

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[chirigami]

Milo almost didn't get the text message, given how much his phone had been dying without a proper charge - it was also pretty easy to forget to turn it off and on again. But he showed up, not only because it seemed important (not like he had anything to present) but also because it seemed exciting.

So, he plopped himself onto the grass. A little close to Chel and gave her an all smiles, "'Sup?" and then turned to where Jerry was and greeted him with a "yo!".  

[Baneful]

Rep turned his attention on Chel and dropped the smile he'd been wearing for Jerry's benefit into a flat out undisguised sneer, curling his lip. "How about you shut the ******** up?" he snapped, so many ******** women who just had no idea of their innate inferiority and who thought they could just ******** talk to him like they were his equal.

He crossed his arms. "And what division I was or wasn't in is none of your ******** business."

Milo got a suspicious look aswell, but at least he didn't get insulted. "Hey."

 

[lizbot]

What kind of meeting took place on a training field? America's kind of meeting. She came just in time so see some burly firecrotch get all pissy with demands to shut-up, which, 1) rude, and 2) seriously where were all these Irish dudes coming from. Are they fighting leprechauns or someshit? Popping a piece of caffeine gum, America joined in, bouncing on her toes a bit.

"Top o'the mornin, bro. So is this where we fight dragons? I heard that was a thing and I'm down."  

[chiickadee]

"Woooah there kitty. Put away them claws. A'int no need to freak the ******** out." She laughed oddly enough. Rep was just a scared little kid it seemed. Sure it was probably out of turn and she deserved a little slap on the wrist, but that was way too much for one dude. Maybe he was in a bad mood. "Try and smile a little dude. I'm not shuttin' up anytime soon."

Milo was met with a smile and a high five. "Did you win against that one dude? I didn't get to see the end of it- had my own fight, yanno?"

She smiled at the addition of another chipper girl. Good to see not everyone was in a bad mood. "I dunno! If there's dragon fighting I'm right behind you. I think the leader dude's lookin' for suggestions or something." She looked at the newcomer. "Do I know you? My name's Chel- yours?"

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chirigami

 

[Baneful]

"Clearly. Most women won't ******** shut up till someone puts a c**k in it." he was glad to be back in Sun he thought, but it seemed like there had been a fire sale on X chromosomes in his absence, it was practically ******** criminal.

And then some other smartarse b***h was making snide comments. "******** howdy pardner." he spat.

"Clearly the ******** quality control of this division has gone right down the shitter." Because him and Jerry were shining examples of good decisions.

 

[lizbot]

"Name's America Jones!" She gave Chell a casual salute and then shot McAngry with a little finger gun gesture and a wink. He was probably some kind of cowboyphile, foreign folks so often were, so no doubt he appreciated the returned gesture. "So what exactly is up with these divisions anyway? Is this the best one? Like the advanced in awesome division?" It better ******** be the best division. She scanned the area and didn't see Pandora.

Bad sign.  

[iloveyouDIE]

So apparently Bix wasn't getting a nap.

He propped himself up with a very displeased face.. and that was pretty out of character for him.

Oh look.. new loud and chatty people. Normally this was welcome but... NAAAAAAP.  

[Zoobey]

Both Rep an Jerry would get one hand placed on each shoulder as Allan looked at them with what he hoped was a gentle sternness. "Now now Rep-kun, Jerry-kun, this is a meeting and you are sempai. You need to behave well to impress your kohai. We want a good reputation, especially as the best division," he winked at America, "though that doesn't mean the other divisions aren't good, it just means we are better." Thumbs up.

The Sun lead sat back down. "Now, everyone sit in a circle, the circle of inspiration. We will channel our chakra and achieve ultimate thinking alignment! I want everyone to introduce themselves, one at a time and then what they are good at, or maybe a goal for their future, no dream is too small to accomplish! From there we can create fun exciting adventures, because it isn't about winning, it is about having fun through the power of friendship and team work."

Pause. "Friendship beam!"

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All hunters arriving and arrived feel free to introduce yourselves and then some semblance of a project goal!

Baneful

Bilious

lizbot

 

[demon_pachabel]

Solomon totally wasn't introducing himself first, instead he was just going to muse at the fact he'd at least been put into the liveliest division as far as he knew.

Sounds like the funnest division if it isn't actually the best one. Aren's heads agreed in unison.  

[chirigami]

Rep's suspicious look was met with a skeptical one, yet one that still held a smirk and a pleasant enough greeting to go along with it, "Aloha." 'cause they were getting all cultural after all. At least with feisty girl (apparently named America) and this Rep character. Something juicy had gone down it seemed, judging from Chel's response to the red head but he touched on what she asked him instead.

"Went pretty awesome," was his vague answer and his response to her gesture ['cause.. it was still going on *cough*]. He shot her an interested look and rested his chin in his hand upon his knee, "So, how'd you do? You kiss Evan all better?" Not that he was really trying to rub it in, but sentiments had been said and all and curious minds and all that.

And curiouser when Allen spoke again, reprimanding both Rep and Jerry and going on about circles and friendship and chakras. Normally he would have jumped into the whole speel, but his mind was on those words again. He knew them, didn't he? So familiar, his eyes slid into slits and he squinted, concentrating. And a link seemed to detach on a chain and lock in his mind suddenly, a few memories floating back finally with no repercussions along with it; 'cause dammit, yeah, he totally knew Japanese. How did he forget that? (His mother was Japanese, jeez). Milo scratched at his head a little, letting the feeling fade and putting a smile back on his face. Haha, nakama....

He also didn't move, thinking he was in prime circle making position as it was.

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[iloveyouDIE]

Bix was down for intros.

"I'm Bix." He slapped the sun on the chest of his coat. "I'm ranged tactical specialist for you new guys. I'm the bow-guy. I guess most of your saw me at the tournament." He gave a brief wave to them all.

"I'm kinda too tired for new plans or anything right now... but I guess I'm the FACE GUY." He grinned and pointed at his face. "You know.. like A-Team.. B.A. Baracus," he pointed at Rep, "and Murdock.." he pointed at Jerry, "Where's Jordan? He should be Hannibal."  

[chiickadee]

When Allan approached, Chel couldn't help but look at Rep victoriously, even if she hadn't won anything (actually, all that had happened was she'd been further put in her place). Yet her smile didn't go away- it was a cheshire grin that seemed to say Yes Rep. Impress me. And for the record, telling someone to shove a d**k in their mouth wasn't very nice, so she had no reason to be nice back. It was all in good fun.

America got a salute in return as Chel moved to sit in Allan's "inspiration circle"- situated somewhere by Milo. While Allan droned on about chasing dreams, Chel leaned over and whispered, "Same same. Made an ice cream date with her too. We're gonna get a bunch of people and go get ice cream after things cool down. Tell you more later." She smiled happily at the idea. No more grouchy hunters, just fun.

She purposely didn't mention what Evan had or hadn't gotten.

Allan finally ended encouraging them all to introduce themselves and their goals. Bix gave an introduction and she met him with a fierce admiration and a thumbs up. Seeing as she had no issue talking to crowds, Chel stepped up to the plate second. "I'm Chelsea, friends call me Chel. Guess I'm the bow girl to Bix's Bow guy. My goal's to get some of you assholes to lighten up a bit." A cheeky grin at them all, probably not winning any points with anyone. "Never seen so many frowns in one place, man. I wanna go on fun and exciting adventures, not depressing ones."

Of course, Chel was talking out of her a**. She hadn't seen even a fraction of the trauma most of the hunters had seen. "So yeah. Goal is to become a full hunter that still smiles." She turned to Allan for approval. "That good enough?"

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chirigami

zoobey

 

[Baneful]

Rep deferred politely to Allan's request, immediately dismissing the people around him who had been stressing him out from his sphere of concern. Women weren't worth getting worked up about at all. He sat down with the others. When Bix spoke up he nodded approvingly, though the A-Team reference was sadly entirely lost on him.

Chel on the other hand just dug an even deeper hole of resentment from Rep, some individuals just hit every one of his dislike buttons and the girl's rude whispering during Allan's comments, setting herself on equal footing to a specialised hunter and then patronising almost everyone present did nothing to endear her even an inch further to him.

"I'm Rep. Extreme terrain specialist."

He rolled his eyes and it took every inch of self control he had to not make further snide snipes at anyone present. "Except I can't get off his ******** rock since the portals are down right now. I'd like to do something underwater since that's a sort of extreme terrain too, but I get the feeling the power shortage will limit that."

 

[chirigami]

Milo's eyes shifted back into a squint and a deadpan expression. How in the world did he miss the phrase 'introductions' from Allen's little friendly speech? Sure, he had magically regained a little fragment of memory he had apparently lost somewhere, but wow. It wasn't like he was shy or anything.

So, he went next, raising his hand in a two finger salute kind of wave, "Name's Milo Hale, still new-ish so I don't know my specialties yet," he admitted with no grievances, "But I have a pretty kick a** naginata," his demeanor seemed a little similar to Chel's, all smiles and nothing seemed grim or grit or jaded about him; probably in the same boat of not having seen things. "I may be nineteen but I'd still like to be a Power Ranger," there wasn't an inch of sarcasm there, actually it sounded optimistic. "I think here my chances of that are pretty close." Man, wasn't like he had much else to say, so why not just jump with his silly little dream. And Bix had mentioned the A-Team. So, free reign, man. Nevermind his more realistic dream, which was a little unlikely now. But still, that was close here too, right? Serving up justice and all that.

"Man, the power coming back would be sweet," he noted from Rep's introduction, "It's really dark in the basement, ya."

Speaking of sweet things, Milo leaned closer to Chel and whispered back, "Ice cream sounds awesome, totally count me in." With the later, he'd see if she wanted to inform the few others he knew of; like Inoke, Sin and maybe even Szczeosny. They seemed like good guys, not sour in the least from interacting with them as much as he had.

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