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Full hunter, and he still had pod duty. It was thankfully, usually highly boring and involved cleaning the pods for the drawn on faces people had made for the sleeping residents. Still, he was a bit annoyed. Marcus wanted to be on repair duty, he'd actually been getting better at electrical and light fixtures. If not repair he could be in the infirmary, learning how to be something like a nurse that wasn't really a nurse.

Pod duty, was not on his plans. Nor, was yet again, finding a p***s drawn on the 'face' of the pods. At the very least he mused he wasn't alone. "So, when do you think we'll be allowed to pick our duties for the week rather than having them handed to us?"

It had been quite a long time since Gale had actually had pod duty - and truth be told, he hadn't expected to even get it anymore, especially not with his promotion.

And yet here he was, sitting with Marcus, sitting in a chair with his feet propped up on an empty pod.

"Hopefully soon," muttered Gale, absently scratching doodles onto the paperwork in front of him. "This is extraordinarily dull."

Except no sooner than the words were out of his mouth than there was an unfamiliar thumping sound from one of the pods. Lowering his legs, Gale pushed himself upwards and glanced around.

"You hear that?"

Lex half fell out, and half stepped out, because he liked to be that guy who took the unexpected option. He grunted, grabbing onto the first stable thing he could find: Marcus. Using the Moon's shoulder to draw himself up to his full height of 6'4", which was simple thanks to Marcus being above average on the height scale as well.

He opened his mouth, blinked, and looked around for a few moments. Hadn't he been in a room like this at some point? He remembered it vaguely, and with a gasmask to boot. Things were trickling back to him now, like a stream that had been blocked by a boulder, but had found a crack in the stone to get through.

"Is...this the real thing? Did I pass?"

A step back to stead himself from the guy grabbing him to prevent a fall, Marcus blinked. "Oh great, he's tall like Dakota." Marcus was tall, but this was getting insane. He looked older at least. Gale was probably going to pout later at yet more tall dudes waking up. The short ones never got a break.
Stil, the new guy needed tending to so he didn't end up sick of something. "Sorry man uh, just talking about a guy we work with. So. Welcome back to the world of the living I guess." He gave the new trainee a pat on his back.
"If you woke up? Probably considered a pass. That or H is running out of people to torment but, that's for a different time. You feeling okay? First trip out of the pods is a bit weird. Like my friend said, Just give a name, and we'll set you up."

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Solia's fist banged on the pod door about the same time it opened, earning a hiss as she was very much away at that ow, fist to metal was not ideal. Looking at her savior, (or was that slaver? Her head was fuzzy in a way that was not due to drugs or alcohol),. the girl graoned. "Yeah. Okay. Um." She just stood in the pod.

"Where am I exactly?" She lifted a leg to get out of the pod but her body said nope. Nope. Not unless she wanted to fall. "Can I just stay here for a bit while my head stops hurting?" She'd taken a test, and now what? Pass or fail. The pain told her she was alive, the pod told she was in some place not cool.

s**t it hurt to think.

There was a sharp clang. The girl - because that's who appeared in front of Gale as steam billowed from the inside of the pod - had apparently smacked her head against the side of it.

"Er," said Gale. "Are you all right?"

Marcus was busy talking to the new male trainee that had appeared, and Gale glanced over at them briefly before his eyes flickered back to the one in front of him. She was younger, perhaps a year or two older than he was, with light brown hair pulled back into a knot at the back of her head and dark brown eyes.

And she seemed to have no idea what was going on.

Gale lifted up a hand. "Here," he said. "Come down, it'll do you no good to just stay there."

After a moment he said, a bit sardonically, "My name is Gale Gentry. Welcome to Deus Ex Machina."

"Divisions. No more of the Red vs. Blue stuff, then?" Divisions implied they were all in some kind of unit, united, but specializing in different things. Well, that's what it implied to him. May as well test the theory out. "So...Moon and Death; do you have differing roles or something?" He was able to stand completely straight now, only with slight wobbles in his legs.

"I'll be fine, thanks Marcus. The girl over there looks a bit worse off than me, really, but I think your friend Gale's got her covered." He looked the young lady over when he motioned with his head towards her, giving an appreciative nod inside his head and a little wave in the physical world. He waved to Gale too, out of politeness.

"About that debriefing?"

Oh they knew her name already! How fancy pantsy! Her legs were still a bit shaky as she scoot herself to a closed pod, leaning against it. She really didn't want to move. Plus, she kept hearing things. Gun fire. Screaming. A room, a test they had to take. A gun in her hands, she held it up-

No, she wasn't going to think on that. It had just been... a dream right? Right. Not real. She hadn't killed anyone. Nope. Not her. Nope. Nope. Just going to file that away. Think about it later. For now? Focus on standing and walking. "Um-" More ums, they must think her slow. "That sound fancy." Yeah she probably sounded really slow. "But okay. Hi Marcus!" She gave a small wave and the man simple gave a nod in greeting. The other guy got a wave. "Hi other trainee who I don't know." Turning to Gale she gave a sort of half smile. "So um..." A shrug. "What do we do now?"

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Red vrs Blue? Ah, "No, the training was more... culling. In a way. Not like, killing killing but.. you'll understand when you get the talk. Maybe." Marcus just kind of gave a shrug. "Anyway, think of it like a placement program. Pass Fail. You passed, welcome to the team. Blah blah some feel good back pats for you." Sarcasm ran thick.

"But, the debriefing. This is Deus ex Machina, and if you missed what Gale said, we basically protect humanity from the things that go bump in the night. The stuff we can see that no one else can. We fight them and others to protect humanity. All good stuff. Just this last year we saved the world and prevent the apocalypse. I would explain but basically it sucked dicks. We have five divisions, each one with a specialized field. Mine is moon, which is defense. Sun is offense. Death is intel, Life is research, and mist is the jack of all trades master of none." He paused. "Most guys don't end up in mist. You follow so far?"