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This girl wasn't exactly bright, you picked a real winner, Nevada. Candace raised a brow, looking over the MRE selections while Chelsea spoke of her division. "Jerry and Bix are nice guys. Jordan is a nice guy, very smart, you should meet him. Rep is an a*****e..but there are lots of women in Sun." Candace shrugged, picking up a couple MRE packages. Beef ravioli or chicken pesto pasta...

Hm..

Well, you couldn't exactly ******** up ravioli. She put the other package down. "I think Nevada's sister is in Sun, and there's a little spitfire named Peyton, and Kat is cool." Wait..was that it? Really? There had to be more women...

"It happens. Just give him a chance, he's actually very friendly and helpful." Candace got to work preparing her meal, easily following instructions she was getting unfortunately familiar with. This wasn't exactly a skill she was very happy to have picked up so well.

At the question of hitting her head she actually snorted. "You saw the move I did earlier, right? How many times do you think I hit my head just practicing that move?" Or any move at all. If it weren't for Atropos' shield protecting her Candace was pretty sure she'd have broken a bone a few times during her practices. She hummed thoughtfully. "Did something happen last time? I know a lot of suns and hunters in general, maybe I can help with your, ah, image. If it's bad, I mean."

When asked about the MREs she shrugged and grabbed a couple more. "Beef ravioli, which is what I'm making, umm..chicken fajita, chicken pesto pasta, ratatouille, pork rib, Jalapeño pepperjack beef patty..basically they brought us the current year's menu. Very nice. There's some others you can still look throooough.."

"Bet the Death meeting was worse," Candace pointed out with a chuckle. "It couldn't have been that bad! Your leader is Allan..though his assistant is Simon. He's pretty...ehhhh.." She shook her head. She checked on her MRE's progress. It was safe to pick up, she'd be good.

She followed her little companion to the table and sat down beside her, holding her chin in the palm of her hand. "So how long have you been a hunter, pretty lady? I think I'd recall seeing hair as pink as yours around if I'd seen it before.

That was true enough, it was so easy to forget what day it was. It was partly why she had missed a few things such as her own birthday. She finally deemed her ravioli ready to eat and tried the first bite, making a pleased little sound when it turned out all right. "The days do tend to blur together sometimes.."

She smiled. "Two years, almost three." Candace picked at her ravioli, her smile softening for a moment as she just looked down at it. "A friend once told me four years as a hunter was basically elderly, so I'm happy I'm coming up on three." Brightening up again, Candace gave Chel a curiously amused look.

"Sob stories?"

Ah, that explained it. "I'm going to assume...Rep and Jerry? Have you possibly met Marcus?" Candace asked with a chuckle. She shook her head and rolled her eyes, eating some more of her ravioli while Chelsea told her what she wanted to do. Ah, that party. She'd heard about that part. Truth be told, Candace was kind of glad she missed it. American couldn't goad her into something and claim she was a coward just because she didn't want to go through a stupid basement. "It happens. Everyone gets down on things sometimes, even I do. But eventually they get back on their feet...just..I've noticed it happens when we're stuck on the island for too long. Once we get the portals open and everyone let off steam off island, everyone will be back to normal. I think some people just like to put on a show for the new people. Oh, the things I've seen. The things I've done. It can never amount to anything you will ever experience."

When asked of America she nodded. "Kind of. I see her on twitter, and I helped her with a..thing...recently. She's..." How to put it kindly? "Confident."

Candace grimaced. "I'd rather not talk about it."

Instead she changed the subject.

"I do have stories though, three years kind of allows for that kind of thing. But I don't consider them sob stories, just things that happened." She shrugged. Her personal life wasn't something she would share with this girl but she could tell her about missions if she was interested in hearing them from someone who wouldn't treat it like a pissing contest.

Ah, there was that face. A nope face. Candace chuckled and shook her head, instead eating more of her ravioli. But then Chelsea said to lay it on her anyway and she hummed. What story could she tell her that couldn't possibly come across as her being pompous and trying to show off? Something funny. She could do funny.

"Last year we were sent on a very extensive mission that ended up in the destruction of the horseman islands," she began, picking at the last piece of her ravioli. "Some of it was spent in Antarctica, and while we were there some of the Life hunters were bored, I guess. They tested this thing on us, and it turned some of us into penguins. Jerry, Rep, me, and some others. Jerry and I exchanged pebbles, making us penguin married," Candace said with a laugh. Jerry may not remember it but she damn sure did. It was ******** hilarious. "s**t..I might have to tell my boyfriend that's why I can't marry him. I already am."

Considering it's Jerry I'm not sure Dakota will find that funny.

Shhhhh~

"There was one point where Rep was an a*****e and stole my marriage pebble, so I summoned Atropos as a penguin and literally skated circles around him. It was ******** great. He was so scared~."