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While moving to sit beside Jack, Fini may have stumbled and tripped over someone. And as soon as she sat down, there would have been a random pen thrown at a certain blonde death hunter. Then she was all yours, Jack, rolling her eyes because you knew 'what the hell'. Fini smacked him in the arm, since he was being, well, Jack. "Don't worry, princess. You didn't break a nail." She said airily.

Before she could answer his unfinished question, Fini had already seen Finn enter. It still made her gut tighten uncomfortably, seeing him in his current state. But she didn't let it show, watching him carefully for a moment before glancing at Jack. Who was lucky she'd thrown that pen at Gale. Or it might have found its way into his leg- Oh hey! Another pen! "Funny how you wound up in such pristine condition." Fini said silkily in a softer voice before attempting to stab Jack with her newly found pen as Finn sat down on her other side. Okay, so maybe she was still pissy. Jack was just a convenient target. Or maybe that was just her silent threat to not pick on Finn. It also didn't escape her notice where Jack seemed to be staring.

"Staring is rude, Jack." She added, reaching over to gently rub Finn's shoulder before sliding her hand down to his good one and, if he'd let her, twining her fingers with his.

Finn was pointedly ignoring Jack and Fini's conversation, not even looking up from his magazine when the woman apparently attempted to stab Jack with a pen, though inwardly he might have smiled a little at that.

Feisty little devil.

Even when Fini slid her hand into his, he glanced up only briefly to lean in and give her a light kiss on her temple, then continued to glance through the magazine, just moving her hand with his whenever he wanted to flip to a new page.

Finally he stopped and turned towards Jack, then followed the mans line of sight towards Stormy.

Really, he still wasn't over that?

Okay, so fine, Finn probably wouldn't have been either. It was a shitty situation to be in. Giving Fini's hand a light squeeze, he finally spoke.

"If Jack is in pristine condition, then I take that as a compliment towards my defending abilities. Now I just need to learn how to do it without getting myself nearly killed in the process." He shrugged his good shoulder, and offered her a small smile, before the Sun division lead came bursting onto the scene.

"Good luck, Sunshine." He leaned over and murmured, this time giving her a light kiss on the cheek before she had to leave.

A considerable lapse later, the Death lead walks in, judging the room with extreme prejudice and annoyance. Mark, typing on his cell phone behind Caelius, just barely bumps into his highness, thankfully sparing what could have been a very disastrous incident involving a tornado, a portal, potentially the Sahara, misplaced Axe products, and the Death assistant.

The Death lead grabs both papers from the counter and then slowly turns to judge Otto and Gale. It was hard to tell which one he actually preferred since they were equally short and annoying in his point of view. "Interviews will begin in my office."

And then that was that, as he clearly expected them to follow.

There is a soft hiss at the desk. The Mist hunter looked up from her cellphone, giving any curious glances a shrug before turning back to her game.

But there it is again.

And again.

The Mist hunter warily viewed her desk with growing suspicion. She took the applications and flipped through them, frowning as she sorted them out again by division.

Minutes later the Mist Division leader walked into the room, holding the papers submitted by Candace, Cassandra, and Stormy. "Hope you girls are ready. It's time for interviews. Oh! Bree? Can you direct any other Mists to the Lighthouse for me? Thanks."

The division leader beckoned for the three present Mist hunters to follow her.

Rin was not sure why she was even here. It sounded like a situation involving H - nope. Not the best idea, but, well.... an adventure.



Al eyed the form before filling it out. Gotta be willing to do all sorts of s**t if you want to get ahead. Forms were just the worst. Sigh!

Walking in, Kat reached for her own form and began to fill it out. She might as well give it a go, she supposed.

A Moon Hunter arrive to lead all their applicants to the interview site.