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The sudden breaking of a table in half had Marcus making a very small, but audible frustrated noise. He wanted to take Dis and just-
Ew, even I wouldn't want that. Well, not in that context.
He broke a ******** table. We could have used that ******** table I just-
There will be other tables. And you can stab him after the mission. Or get-
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You need to relax Marcus~ You have other things you can work with.
It does not help that this mission is like herding a bunch of headless chickens.
Oh zombie chickens?
Marcus stopped conversing with his weapon after that. Looking at the broken table he sighed and rubbed his head. Lovely. He was ready to get back to work when Cass got him on the shoulder. Bad mood? Gone.

"Hey, and yeah that's fine. Maybe just keep one here if you guys are heading out? We're still working on the barricades so not paying much mind to what's outside. We'll keep a spot open so you can get back in. Once done, you guys can come back and we seal it off? Otherwise, I am hoping that they'll be smart enough to focus on their job while letting others do their own. But, we'll see." Arms crossing he nodded. "And by hope I mean if they don't I might just flip my s**t on them."

"Mist is pretty flexible," Jordan said neutrally. "They've got to be good at everything; they fill in for any of the other division roles when numbers fall short."

"Weapons feed on Fear, the stuff that Halloween creatures are made out of," he explained. He patted Ferros's handle. "It's the power source for their charged attacks. There's some degree of ambient Fear in the environment, and they also get what we produce, being human, but creatures are pure concentrated Fear, so it's much more of a charge when they get to hit. They enjoy it. I'm sure you've noticed." He smirked slightly.

When Bix waved him back over, he said, "Back in a minute. Keep an eye out," and jerked his head at the swirling snow outside and went to talk to the other Sun intermediate.

He listened to what Bix had to say and hummed thoughtfully. "She needs to have a chance to get in a shot if she can," he said. "She's short-range, but she's always going to be short-range with that weapon, and if she's been assigned Sun, she's going to be on the offensive and getting up close and personal with the freaks. If she'd rather stay back as a guard, grab someone from Moon or Life to back her up, but we can't hold her back if she wants to fight just because it's dangerous. It's always going to be dangerous."

"You're right. Grab someone from Mist, maybe - who else has a ranged weapon?" Jordan glanced around the room, checking. "Easier for someone with long range to stand guard and also potentially have a shot at whatever it is that's howling out there."

"Have you tried unplugging it and then plugging it back in~?" She asked with a teasing grin, curling her arms so she was giving him an actual hug now. Poor little Gale! She was confident he'd figure it out. "We're doing okay. Just clearing the ******** of debris. We figure it best to let the trainees take care of the monsters if we see another one, since this exercise is not only for us to learn to lead but for them to get a taste of their jobs. And with all of us running in at once it makes things too chaotic and difficult. So we're going to let the Mist and Sun Lambs take care of it and jump in only if they need it. You're free to let Sydney and Dillon do whatever you like, though. Just thought I'd let you know." She swayed from side to side with the young boy in a gentle rocking motion, looking to Sydney as he introduced them.

Candace smiled. "Hey! Yeah, I remember Sydney from the pod room. Good to see you again! How you holding up?" Hmm? The monster? Oh.. "I have a theory but...I could very easily be wrong. There's something off about it though, for sure." Candace leaned down to press a friendly kiss to Gale's temple, giving him an affectionate squeeze before releasing the boy. Of course she couldn't resist ruffling his hair. "You be good, 'kay? Just call if you need help."

Between Bix and Marcus, it sounded like they both needed someone to stay there to play guard, and shooting a look towards the barricaded door she could tell why that was. "Hmmm, we have Mercedes and Sydney who are both long range. I'd have to ask Candace which of the two she'd rather leave behind, though." she answered. "Let me go check with her and then I'll get back to you." she offered to both boys before she crossed the room to go to their acting leader.

"Candace." she half-called, patting the older Mist on the shoulder. "We've had two requests to have one of our members stay here to play guard. Bix would like it if it was a long-range dealer. Do you have preferences on that?" she asked, then looked to Sydney, waving with one hand. "You holdin' up alright?" she asked, familiar with the other girl from their External Mission.

Candace had been on her way to ask the Life leader if there was anything he could do about her head until she heard her name and a hand on her shoulder made her turn on her heel to face Cass. "Hmmm~? Oh, we have? Uh.." That didn't sound bad. They did have three Mists. "Sydney's assisting Death and I'd rather not screw over Gale, so Mercedes can handle it."

At Sydney's enthusiasm Candace felt a swell of pride in her chest, grinning at the trainee. "Good to hear! I feel the same way." Aria had asked her what division she would be if there was no Mist, but really if there was no Mist she wouldn't be happy. She belonged in Mist, she was sure of it. She couldn't just do one single thing her entire life.

"So we'll place Mercedes as a guard, gives her a break from cleanup. And it lets her practice with her weapon some more since she was mentioning having issues with it to me before this." Candace said with a smile. It let her play as a Moon and Sun, too. All the opportunities! ALL OF THEM! "I'm going to go see the doctor about my head now. I'll be right back. Just gimme a shout, 'kay?" She stepped back away from the girls, waiting for any kind of protest of confirmation she would have to deal with before wandering over to where the doctor was perched so comfortably on the counter. Candace pouted and leaned on the counter.

"Doctor, is there anything you can do about my head? I trust you over Robert and Before." With good reason, really. Really. "My ears are ringing, my head is throbbing and every time I move my head too fast to one side or the other it's like some kind of out of body experience. And not in a good way."

"Far be it from me to deny you, my dear. Lets see the damage then, shall we?" Quietly amused, the doctor gently gripped her chin, inspecting her eyes and a number of other delectable bits and pieces at his leisure.

The yeti awoke, wobbled slightly on it's feet and knuckles, and surged forward. Jerry was ready. He could do this. He could feel it all rising up in him again, all that frustration, all that pain... Aria had been good in recruiting him for this. This was what he NEEDED. Jerry might have had trouble expressing this sort of frustration, feel shame in what small outburst and sloppy mess he had become, but the Yeti... the yeti didn't give a damn. He threw his head back and howled.

It felt good.

He thundered forward, heavy fist-falls and slap of his feet on the snow like the rhythm to the wind's melody. Something moved up ahead- he wasn't quite close enough to the facility for it to be a fresh outpost, this final golem had been stationed further away. He didn't slow. He could do this, he would crush everything he was a SUN HUNTER he was trained for battle he could feel it in his heart, lock his mind on it, and it wasn't until he was face to face did he realize it was the last thing he expected- a bear. The white-coated creature reared back immediately, about to turn tail and run, but the yeti was on it, crying out madly as he hefted the thing up like an oversized teddy bear, ready to throw it out of his way....

He wobbled in place. Mission. Mission. He had to just get to the facility, no time for.. for...

Jerry set the bear down, and it immediately reared, ready to defend itself with a bellow and a swipe of sharp claws.

So small so smalllll look how small it was if he was himself, it could have eaten him in two bites but it was like a toy look at it he probably shouldn't have finished that flask before embarking on the last golem but... but it cushioned the pain, it had been the right choice. Oh, Bear, don't worry, he wasn't going to hurt you, he was just... just... trying to feel better about everything, ok? As the animal swung and roared, he lurched forward to wrap his massive arms around it, rocking slightly, it was ok, Bear, it was ok, they could be friends, they could build an igloo and live here forever and never have to worry about anyone else again-

The bear had had enough, suddenly clamping down on Jerry's throat with massive teeth, raking through his thick main. The Yeti gave a roar, suddenly grabbing the Bear in both massive fists, HOW DARE IT HE WAS JUST BEING NICE HE WAS ALWAYS BEING NICE AND PEOPLE KEPT BITING HIM AND WHY DID YOU BREAK HIS HEART BEAR WHY the Yeti suddenly bit down, ripping the now ex-creature open like a dog with a rag doll.

It was several minutes before Jerry was aware of what he was doing, and somehow- probably thanks to his alcoholic buffer, he wasn't disgusted by it. Although his stomach was aching fiercely.

Complete the mission. Eye on the goal. No more side tracks.

A tight whine escaped his throat, carried by the wind as he knuckled forward towards the distant sight of the facility through the haze of snow.

He picked up speed, and through the snow, anyone watching would get only a flicker of red-stained fur through the flurries a moment before several tons of Yeti suddenly barreled through the wall in an eruption of cement and insulation and wood and a mighty, ear-splitting roar.

HP: 100
Target: Rep, Clerise, Sasha
Damage: 1