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Reuben had given Remy his usual grin and deep chuckle when she had addressed him and when barked at by Ferdinand to get in formation the lummox began to lumber where he needed to be but got distracted by the bit of chaos caused by the creature attempting to escape. He did nothing since it seemed under control and thus he continued on his way over when suddenly he bumped into someone on his way.

He wasn't sure why or how but as he looked down he noticed blinked and grinned again, "Aw, sorr'eh, Darlin'. Didn't mean to bump yeh."

There were lots of other things going on but he kinda didn't catch on to them right now, mostly because he refused to. It wasn't proper, it wasn't gentleman-like the way his Mama brought him up to be.

Fifteen minutes. It hit Julien like a ton of bricks. He suddenly had a billion regrets, and didn't know what to say or what to do. He just smiled, and forgot about Remy/Lucas/whatever, whoever was shouting, yelling, name calling. None of it damn well mattered. There were some people in the crowd who were kissing random others from what it seemed, and trying to make the most out of the last few minutes they had before nightmares would become real. Julien had to commend them for such acts; he was about to join in his own way.

"Mya dear, just listen please... just listen to me," she was struggling to help get all the dirt off of his clothing but for once, Julien didn't care about how he looked. There were more important things to do right now. "I need you to listen very carefully my darling, I promise I won't take too long but I have somethings I need to say."

His long fingered hands wrapped around her smaller ones and he held them gently. People could think what they wanted right now, they could call him a sissy, a drama queen, whatever they liked. He was a man, and he was going to bare his soul to his love before leaving on a deadly mission. Just in case....



Just shut up Robert.

"Mya, I love you. Every day with you has been a gift that I could never quite understand why I ever got. Too wonderful, too precious, too amazing. I love you, and I need you to promise me in the very unlikely case that I don't come back... you'll cry for me, but not for too long, okay love? I promise I'll understand, and that everything is okay. Just...don't linger upon the emptiness for too long, and though take time to remember your poor Julien, find someone who makes you just as happy because you deserve it... as long as it's not that Lucas guy."

Okay, so maybe he was still a bit upset. Julien glared for a moment in the direction the other man had went. He then squared his shoulders, returned to smiling, and looked back down at Mya before tilting his pale chin back and yelling at the top of his lungs so EVERYONE possible could hear. He was Julien after all, and he just couldn't be himself without trying to be the center of attention or causing some sort of scene.

"I LOVE MYA JONES, AND I WILL FOREVER LOVE MYA JONES IN LIFE OR DEATH!!! ETERNALLY!!!"



He then leaned down and planted a kiss on Mya's lips, wrapping his arms around her tight and holding her as if he would never let go. Because in his thoughts he never would. If he didn't return from this mission, then he would love her from the after life and that would be that. Minutes were ticking away, and shortly he would have to go line up with the other sun hunters getting ready to jump through the portal. Things were going to get serious fast.

Seussi

Everyone

Feel free to throw things at him. ;D Or yah know, what have yee.

Just being approached by the normally withdrawn hunter, surprised Velda, her mouth forming a small o at the world and the gift. "Really?" She began to raise her arms toward him, readying for a massive hug no doubt, "Thank y-"

And then, Henry, tired of all this nonsense, grabbed her by the middle and carried her off under his arm, "Well how very sweet, sadly our fearless leader must be off now, as she seems to have prepared for a slumber party rather than a battle. Really, do you know you're twenty-one? Just because you look that way doesn't mean you have to act that way. And take that candy out of your mouth, you'll trip and choke, and then some idiot will try playing Snow White thinking he's a big damn hero that knows CPR. Again."

"Thank you! Be careful!" She finished, calling out to PIgpig over her assistant's bitching. "Henry..." She continued more quietly, "I don't like being interrupted when talking to my hunters, Henry."

He sighed, "Yes, fine. Just get changed, we don't have long."

"We're all about to die," Clint said, bluntly, "And we're surrounded by idiots that would rather be sticking their tongues down each others' throats than focusing on the task at hand. And one of our leaders brought a ********' unknown monster tough enough to burst through its constraints just because she 'liked it,'" he went on.

Then he paused. "Other than that, though, at least Lars got decked." Which, if you asked the big black man, made all of this worth it on some inexplicable level.

"It's so nice to see all the love here~" Debbie sighed happily, nuzzling her cold hands into flushed cheeks. Truth be told she really couldn't think of a better way to spend both pre-new years in New York; loving on their comrades. It was perfect, it was romantic, and it was...strangely very sad. She kind of wanted to join in, but at the same time...she would feel weird, even on New Years.

"Eep!" The Life Hunter squeaked as she was bumped, turning a bit to stare up at the mammoth of a man who was now apologizing to her. "...Reuben!" Yeeees, he would do nicely! He always did look very huggable. Very huggable. "Just the man I wanted to see!" Well, she hadn't gone in thinking I'm going to hug Reuben, but since he was there...

He got a really nice big, completely unasked for hug.

"I wouldn't put it past you darlin'," he offered Zoey a weak smile, trying to look apologetic. Her pout was adorable, and he couldn't help but laugh a little under her breath, set a little at ease by it. He'd known them for a long time, a long time in hunter terms anyway -- it felt right to be able to relax a little. The tension was still there though, crackling between the two older men like electricity, so much so that Cliff only took glancing looks every so often at Isaac, holding his gaze for a few seconds before looking away again. He wasn't sure how the brunette was feeling, couldn't read his expression in the limited light.

And then he punched him. And for a fleeting second, Cliff agreed that he probably deserved that.

The fist to his jaw came fast and hard and completely unavoidable. Although he liked to deny it, Isaac was a lot better at fighting than he was, even though he had a healing FEAR weapon. Grunting as flesh connected with bone, the blonde stumbled back a few steps just from the force of the impact, his hand moving to touch his jaw as the pain swelled from the area -- there'd be a bruise. He might have even fallen on his a**, except unexpectedly the FEAR hunter's arms were suddenly around him, keeping him from falling back any further. Blinking a few times, Cliff was briefly startled, his hand going to his throbbing jaw before resting on Isaac's back. The corner of his mouth was bleeding a little -- he could taste the metal twang in his mouth.

When he'd finally gotten his bearings, the southern boy squeezed him back hard, swallowing thickly at the brunette's words."It's not goodbye," he replied, tightening his fingers in the back of Isaac's coat and shaking him a little as he hugged him, "Don't say it like it really is goodbye."

Oh he was not going to cry. That was just not happening.

... yeah, yeah it was.

"Ok, group hug, get your asses over here, if we're gonna make a scene we might as well do it right," he replied in what he hoped was a light tone to Adam and Zoey, his tight grin covering up what was probably about to be a tear fest.

Reuben gave Debbie a slow blink for a long moment wondering what she would want to see him for. Sure she had gotten him out of some rather tight (and hurtful) spots out on the field but usually it was him seeking her out whenever they worked together, though when she hugged him whether or not he asked her for it he just gave a short laugh.

Hugs he could do. Womenfolk always got a good hug from The Grizzly Bear.

Thus when she hugged him he hugged back practically lifting her up off of the ground and swinging her a bit for a nice bearhug that was just enough to not cut off air supply before he moved to let her go, "Needed a hug or somethin', Sweetheart? Was rather sudd'n."

Not that he disliked it. Debbie was a good hugger.