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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 5:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 5:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:18 pm
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Henry wasn't as new as some of the trainees here, but he really didn't have much more experience than they did. Even after a couple of months, it wasn't as if he'd accomplished much other than staying out of people's way. This, he figured, was a good way to learn about the island all at once, and maybe get a good idea as to what he should be doing aside from just the duty tasks that were assigned to him.
He hadn't known where to sit, so end the end he'd just plopped himself down on a chair towards the back. However, once everyone had finished speaking(including the Death hunter who had been there when he'd woken up) he was on his feet again.
He ended up beside a small, waifish hunter with the gradient on the coat tied around her waist that spoke of having been around for a long time. The clouds matched the ones on his own coat. "Uh, hi." He gave the bags in her hands a glance, then looked back up at her face. They were about the same height. "You're, um...Are you in Mist?"
Quote: Henry is a trainee Mist hunter with a somewhat nervous demeanor and a youthful face.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:27 pm
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Lingering near the back of the room, Zeke stood with his back to the wall, hands sunk deep into his pockets and the sleeves of his jacket rolled back to his elbows. On his left arm, and a bit on the left hand side of his neck, a rather severe looking burn scar. Old, but still obvious. It took away from the relatively small slice that bisected one brow, and even the brightly colored tattoo of yellow and blue octopus tentacles that curled around his arm and neck on the right hand side.
He was standing quietly, expression an unreadable neutral that seemed to boarder on amused. He'd been there long enough to know the majority of what the presenting hunters were talking about, but he'd shown up anyways, curious about all the new trainees that had popped out of their pods in the last day or so.
Pale eyes did, briefly, jump to Ever. Lingering just long enough to catch the other hunters attention before shifting away again, back on the gathered trainees.
Quote: Zeke is an Intermediate Mist hunter working towards a specialization in Fear effects on marine biology. He works full time in the infirmary when not doing research.
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:48 pm
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Dottie might have been a teensy bit late, but not by much, and nodded at the dude that was apparently taking attendance, raising her hand to make sure she was noticed, and more than a little tempted to flip him off the moment he moved on to the next person.
She managed to restrain herself, but only barely, after reminding herself that these guys seemed to take their s**t super seriously. Probably something to do with it being military and all.
She had been about to settle into a spot near the back, but when she caught sight of Dean making that stupid face of his she changed trajectories, and ended up in the seat directly behind him, where she immediately chose to punch him in the back of the head by way of greeting.
"Hey nerd." She leaned in elbows resting on her elbows. "Read any super interesting nerd books today? Have you already manged to learn all of the secrets of life and the world and everything? I can see you're trying out some new tactics from your volume of How to Get ******** even though you're a ******** Wiener." She was saying it all with false amazement and enthusiasm, laying it on thick, until the last part, where she fell into dead pan sarcasm, a smirk on her lips as she sat back in her chair, only to find Nash's disgusting feet right next to her face.
"Ugh, gross. Get off." She leaned to the side, and attempted to elbow Nash's legs away.
Quote: Dottie is a brand spankin new sun trainee! Feel free to tell her she's being too loud
medigexxl really she's just girl finn
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 6:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2017 7:04 pm
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