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"Uh... no don't think so. Can't remember too well. I know mind was very foggy after waking up but then everything hit me all at once. Didn't know anything about 'Hunter's but knew some sense of purpose?" he said back to Candace.

"One way to put it," Deryk murmured back towards Gale before focusing on Sydney. He shifted a bit in place, not really sure how much he should say. They were all legally dead, but he wasn't really sure how privy this information was to new awakened hunters.

"Good question. Best not worry about past life. Came into this life willingly you all did. All volunteers. Everyone," he said a little grimly, "Once you take the red pill, there's no going back. Or uh. So to speak at least."

And then Ofelia hugged Gale.

Deryk couldn't help but snicker at this.

Michael listened with mild interest as everyone interrogated the three in coats, still sitting quite happily on the ground. A new life huh? Well it wasn't like there where many people left to worry about him anyway since Jo was gone. A brief frown marred his face as that thought niggled at something in the fog but as quickly as he tried to grasp it, it was gone.

Eh, they where right better not to worry about it. Although he was curious about how long it had been as well, if nothing but to see what had happened in the world whilst he was gone if it was long. But he could always check the date and work it out later.

For now, if they weren't lying about this whole volunteering thing, he was happy to go with it. It wasn't like he'd had any major plans or anything that whatever this was would disrupt, he was just kind of... drifting.

Jerry had been about to start another wonderful verse of the-last-thing-the-groggy-recently-woken-wanted-to-hear, pausing with a strum as he beamed at Syd. "Ah! Yes! You'll have to choose a partner, obviously! Well, I suppose not so obviously, but ahahaha... I think that's best left to our division leads to explain. Last time I er... brought Roar out in front of a bunch of new recruits I almost got in trouble. I'm er. Probationary Intermediate Hunter Trainee in the Sun division, if anyone gets shuffled there, by the way! I'm happy to answer what I can!" The only times he had taken Pod Duty before had often involved quiet naps in the back of the room, or playing cards with whoever else was on duty at the time. This was the first time he had shown up for an actual awakening session!

He fought the urge to shout out WELCOME TO THE WOOOORLD OF TOMORRROWWW!! It was still technically the now, although the sentiment was there. Perhaps, WELCOME TO THE WORRRRLD OF INTENSE HORROR AND POSSIBLE MUTILATION!

His beaming smile despite the scars riddling the side of his face hopefully said enough. "You're all soldiers now, kiddos!"

Strumma-strumma-strumma-

"A Sol- A Sol- A Soldier went to war!
Two Pis- Two Pis- Two Pistols by his side!"

He really needed to figure out better encouraging awakening songs before someone broke his guitar on his head.

A pale young man with dark eyes and slightly spiked black hair walked into the room and took a slow, measuring look at the trainees gathered. Face impassive, his voice wasn't exactly loud but it did hold the tone of both command and the expectation, "Follow me." Turning to look at the more senior trainees, "One of you stay here to lead the slow ones, take them to classroom 2c." Spinning to take his exit, his sleeveless white coat flared, clearly displaying two stylized scythes.

The guy coming in wasn't quite who he was expecting. For example, it was neither H or Caelius. Not that he didn't really mind. Deryk glanced to the others, then followed along.

((Exit!!))

Just as fast (if you could call taking almost a full year to awaken fast) as she had popped out of her pod Mercedes was now being herded on to another task. As nice as it would have been to figure out a little more from these obviously experienced trainees this guy seemed ready to peel out all the answers for them. Following was not an option.

Time to learn some more about what all was happening. A business proposal by a man in a white coat followed by what could easily be constituted as torture did not do much for Mercedes Chenoweth.

Obediently and quietly like the good intern she was trained as, Mercedes followed the hunter out of the pod room.

((EXITING))

Oh Hey, stuff was finally happening! Carefully climbing to his feet to make sure his balance was actually working this time Michael stolled after the others.

(Exiting)