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Nevada smiled nervously back at Stormy, too soon? They should talk but...

"It's been good, I've got things to tell you...and to ask if its okay if I come back to living with you." She laced her hands, "but I understand if...you want more time..and after a talk." She felt a gentle headbutt, turning her head to smile at Abbi, reaching over to one arm hug the girl. "Hey Gingersnap. Stick close to me this mission okay?"

It was a big sister thing, she wouldn't let anything happen this time.

Her gaze landed over to a visored Sun hunter and she smiled.. "Um excuse me..." She reached over to hug Stormy. "I miss you friend."

Then she was gone.

"Solomon, do you ever take your visor off?" She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "How are you Handsome?"

Nevada took the kiss with ease, lazily smiling at him and tapping the visor. "Lies, I can't know that unless you show me Handsome. For now all I have is your word that you don't have a tan line..." She teased.

Easily enough, an arm slipped around his waist. Though she was dating Chelsea, she was still very affectionate. She didn't think this constitued against their relationship? Did it? She was new to dating girls so..

"Not bad Handsome, Got eaten by the Titan, then shipped off to the Sahara to be eaten by bugs and barely made it back." She pursued her lips.

"I do believe that I missed seeing you at the free axe booth and thus, did not get to see the glorious package you hide under that coat. Maybe you can show me the pretty eyes again?" She winked, "With my girlfriend around to supervise though..."

All smiles.

There were a multitude of reasons why he ought to have ignored the text, but they were all overridden by one simple piece of logic: he would never get mission experience sitting in the labs. There was also only so much he could accomplish on the technical side anyway, and Owain's restlessness after the Sahara was infectious.

Thus did the lanky Lifer make his way to the rendezvous point, wearing a neutral (if disinterested) expression. For better or for worse, Jack was ready to put his hands to work on something other than notes and page flipping.

"It's for your own good Handsome. Party to hard you know..." She was slowly reaching her hands up and drawing his hood further down. Tilting her head up just a bit like she was going to kiss him...

But it was actually her hiding his face from others to see.

"Let's see..." She tilted it up, just enough to see pretty green eyes again, "No tan line, you we're right. You should show them peepers off more often..." She tilted the visor down, back to its original position.

Then she stepped back and smiled.

"I didn't turn to stone Handsome...."

No kisses Solomon, she was a taken woman now you know. She almost expected her to stop from moving his visor up but was pleased he didn't mind her seeing.

"Me and you need to obviously hang out then, I much prefer you're face to the plastic." She chuckled to herself, "Pretty ******** clever aren't I?"

She laughed with him.

"A new found power, It must be cause I only half the vision amirite?" She teased, "Now you can't hide from me with your Medusa excuses." She laced an arm through his, "But shhh, let's keep this a secret between us. Can't let everyone know I'm immune."

"Well, half vision would explain why you call me handsome." he jested, "And I guess we'll have to and you can introduce me to this girlfriend of yours." Solomon tried to sound like he meant that innocently as he actually did mean it innocently and not in the eyebrow-waggle-if-you-know-what-I-mean way.

He grinned, patting her hand that was linked around his arm and looking completely content with that arrangement (even if he was kissless, sigh). "Have to build that immunity up by giving it some exposure every now and then."

Did Milo show up? Of course Milo showed up, he was rather pleased to see a text on his phone about a possible mission. Even though the last base he possibly had visited was eaten by sand and bugs. But, this could turn out different in the end (hah) and it really wasn't like he could turn away and say no. Just wasn't how he did.

So, the brunette Sun trainee showed up at the light house dressed in what he deemed to be appropriate attire - his usual simple pants, long sleeved button down shirt, vest, tie and his sneakers - along with, of course, his stark white jacket and his green scarf. And of course his usual smile. Mornings weren't too much a bother usually, especially that it wasn't too early, so it wasn't too much effort to put on a happy face.

And hearing about the mission seemed pretty awesome. Or maybe it was because he was mostly thinking that going to Ireland seemed pretty rad. Nevermind that the last outpost.. and yadda... bugs. Stuff. Ireland.

- Oh hey, Nevada and that one guy from the meeting that he knew he instantly liked from his power ranger comment. Milo inched his way over to the two, perhaps breaking into a moment between them, but whatever. "Sup!"

A mission? This was a message that Finn had never gotten on his phone before, and he had scanned it over several times before getting himself ready to go. There was no point sitting there debating it, the words had been very clearly directed towards all trainees, and a trainee he was. Not only that, but this would provide him with actual field experience, and hopefully not the kind that threw him into unexpected danger. No, now the danger could be very much suspected, not like going to a beach party or trying on deodorant in a cafeteria or attending a Halloween bash in the basement.

Not knowing quite what dress accordingly might imply for their destination, he opted to wear warmer clothes over top of a t-shirt, because it was obviously easier to shed layers then to gain them if you left them back at base. Shrugging into his jacket, he took the time to do up all of his belts before heading out, finding himself at the portal minutes later, eyes scanning around for familiar faces. Would Fini be here? She should have been, giving the content of the text, though perhaps this wasn't as mandatory as he had first thought. Maybe he could have opted to stay behind....

No. Experience was definitely needed before he could get himself promoted. This was necessary.