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"I think there will be more pormising people, but for a while it was just a few of us." At least it seemed that way. "Me, Jerry, Jordan.. then Rep came along. And now theres more, a lot more. When we had those division meetings the newbs were so.." Bix made a face. "Annoying! I am not as patient as I was when I got here." He smiled almost sadly. Missing a part of himself he'd lost somewhere along the way. "You want them to just figure it out already. This place is no joke. If you think you're gonna be a super hero you'll end up one of those messed up ones."

He huffed a bit at his hair which had slipped from it's fastening and was flopping in his face. He pulled the pre-wrap band off of his head and put it back on again. "But even in other divisions I think, regardless of who the leader is, we all maybe hope that the core of it is the people." He glanced at Taym. As someone in Death he figured it was hard to back Caelius and his decisions. "And regardless of having a bad coach... the team can still be united and try to be better than what they impose on us." Just not too much better. Not too far from orders. Never too good. They weren't allowed.

"It's hard to feel anyone is good at times like this though."

Bix laughed with an uncharacteristic bitterness that seemed reserved only for Caelius. "I'm pretty sure the only intelligence he cares about is for himself. It's for you to gather and not possess. He's a true psychopath.. or sociopath.. or .. whatever. I can't keep track of how many mental illnesses I think that guys has.. or if he's been permanently possessed by that weapon of his." He still remembered hearing about their Trials.. when Candace had the scythe and killed a room full of people. Why did his trials seem to come to mind so quickly these days?

Bix did sit up fully then. He leaned to Taym with a sudden grave expression. "If you get in.. really in, there's things I need to know. For me. Not for this island or the divisions or fighting rebels. It's a personal issue. A family issue. And Caelius has made it a personal mission for me not to know." A small slip of paper in his wallet seemed to burn more of a hole in it by the second. "So far even Gale hasn't been able to help me. Apparently what I'm looking for is locked up tight so..." Bix sagged a bit suddenly. "I dunno what I'd owe you but.. I'd appreciate it. And hey, it may stick it to Caelius to help me out!"

"Well maybe we won't be getting the info through legit means.." Bix also finally stood, shrugging and smirking. He wasn't the type to do things that went against the organization but this was something that both Caelius and H had deliberately stood in his way for. It felt more like he was fighting them personally than raging against Deus itself. "And Gale isn't necessarily who I'd speak to for that sort of thing."

Mina's pouch of marbles had been discarded to lay in the grass next to him and were scooped up and deposited into his pocket. Bix's coat was also pulled on and zipped. "You don't owe me anything! I know maybe I'm old fashioned but I don't view things that way.." Being nice because it was owed wasn't exactly his modus operandi. He helped people who needed it and trusted anyone so long as they showed themselves to worthy of it.

Bix seemed a bit lighter now after venting, more smiley and bouncy on his feet. It wasn't his usual joviality but he seemed relieved to have smashed a dummy to bits and then converse with someone who didn't challenge his opinions or try to 'help' with advice when it was unwanted. He gave Taym a bro-shoulder pat, only a bit lighter than his usually enthusiastic slap, "And you know if you need anything you can ask."