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Ariane plopped down next to Deryk, slightly disappointed at the lack of touchable butts this morning, since his butt was butt-down on the seat.

Summoning Jude........

Chris, being adorably new and unaware, had no clue about the reaming they were about to get. He figured they were just in for a routine debrief about all the s**t that had ********, maybe someone could answer some of his many questions.

He strolled into the gym and peered around until he caught Chel's pink hair. He made a beeline for that feminine beacon and raised a hand to catch her eye. "Hey dweeb, we still waiting for the big wigs to get here?"

That made two death hunters without their coffee. A certain Wilson Hopkins casually sat on Deyrk's other side and laid his head on the blond's shoulder like it was the most natural thing to do. =u=~

Taym had been lying uncharacteristically peacefully, uncharacteristically unhurried, uncharacteristically introspective, when the announcement came. He honestly considered skipping out for about a quarter of a second, and this, too, was uncharacteristic. And possibly suicidal, all things considered.

He decided to start a streak of out-of-character things: when he arrived, in full uniform and cast and horrible two week beard, he skimmed the crowd and he saw Kostya and Peyton in close proximity and he hesitated before settling instead next to Leslie, wordlessly, without even a greeting, although he leaned around him to glance at Abbi in a gesture of not-unfriendly curiosity.

For Marcus, the night had been spent not by his wife's side for once. This had been the result of working on the van again and, of possibly him just forgetting that it had been that late. Either way he didn't sleep well, waking with a grumpy back ache and a head full of fuzz. It didn't last long, enough nights and drills having him alert and moving briskly enough to the school gymnasium dressed in his gear per standard.

Looking to the moon hunter putting out the drinks, Marcus didn't bother asking what it was, taking one, and started drinking.
If anything he figured it would wake him up. Thus far, moon cooking hadn't killed anyone yet. Directly at least. And mutant things didn't count.

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Solia's wake up was much different. She rolled out of bed groaning, blankets twisting and tangling around her as she tried to make sense of a dream. Or things. Things that had been disturbing. Alarming... and utterly and completely intriguing. Israfel had remained silent as she dressed, her mind asking him for more of his thoughts, feelings, yet he kept his silence. There was no song.

Solia didn't mind. He would sing in time.
To a meeting of the morning, she was left with one option as the resident coffee getter of death.

Instant coffee. Not the best, but the scent was nice, the waer was hot, and one big thermos and a stack of empty tim horton's cups was easy enough to carry.

Solia would bring coffee to meetings. It simply had become her duty as a trainee.

"I guess only some of us were effected this time." Lips pursed, expression thoughtful before she gave a dip of her head in a nod and redirected her focus in full on the Death hunter. "Yeah, sure."

Leaning forward, she braced her elbows on her knees, chin coming down to rest in upturned palms. "It was weird. It was Alice in Wonderland, but if that world was a game. Like one of those MMORPG types, with the quests and objectives." She wasn't sure Kostya had ever played that sort of a video game, he probably knew the genre at least, but just in case she offered an example. "Like that one, World of Warcraft?" That was it, right? "We had screen names, and job classes, and we had to do quests to gain experience and levels."

It had been pretty fun in the beginning, before the queen. "There was two factions, Those that fought for the Red queen, and those that fought for white. Taym, America, and I were all on white together. It was a battle to defeat the opposite queen at first, but once that happened the other one rose up, and everything got really weird." Not really an adequite word, but it would work. "She started force feeding up memories, and then showed us glimpses of what I think was possible futures." And suddenly she remembered the memory she'd seen that belonged to America and happened to co-star the Russian.

"Anyways, it was all very disorienting for a while. The Queen was winning, taking everyone down, but replicas showed up, like dopplegangers, and they took our place, but...they killed us to do it..." Her voice trailed off, realizing how very odd that sounded, but she wasn't sure how to better explain it without going into great detail.

Distractedly she set her sights on Taym, watching him sit himself down next to Leslie, and a small pout followed a very subtle narrowing of pale eyes in his direction.

The petite girl yawned lazily from her bed, she had an interesting dream about Wonderland, Mimsy was there, same as Robert. She wondered if someone she met was actually a hunter that she didn't meet yet. Sitting on her bed, she felt a bit sad that she woke up, but also looking forward to a new day where she might encounter more new hunters.

"I require all hunters to assemble at the school gymnasium for a briefing. Immediately." She heard a sexy man voice from the intercom.

The tiny Death Trainee hurried to tidy up herself and get ready to head to the Gym. However, as she didn't look around the area, it took her some time to locate it. With Z's help.

Like the last Death meeting, there were hunters sat down and chatted with each other, so she quietly found a seat to sit down while opening an ear to hear what they talked about.