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A straggling team of Sun Hunters had arrived as well, unfamiliar faces for the most part. Possibly outpost Hunters or ones that simply did not want anything to do with the notorious lot. They were seated at various points around the not-really-circle, and were spending a lot of time handing wads of five and ten dollar bills to eat other behind Allan's line of sight. Betting on Rep or Jerry exploding first, probably.

"KOKORO!" the Sun lead suddenly shouted really loud, standing up. He looked determined as he assumed determined pose. "I understand, the pain in your kokoro will not go away. It is a sadness, but this sadness invites darkness, and impure thoughts. Simon, I think it is time for the kokoro ball."

The kokoro ball was literally, unzipped from a convenient sports sac, a giant round heart-shaped pinata. It was quite impressive and had "FREINDSHIP" written in marker. Allan pick it up and shook it. "This kokoro ball represents our friendship to each other, it represents us being nakama. Outside it looks simple, almost ordinary-" actually there wasn't nothing much ordinary about a bright pink sparkling heart-shaped pinata decorated with anime stickers and FREINDSHIP written on it - "But it is the inside that really counts. You must remember to look inside your kokoro to be pure."

"NOW! Brace yourselves! Remember what truly counts as nakama! It means to fight without fear and face all trials! Nothing stops in our way, not even ourselves!"

Simon had conveniently pulled out the portable runic stereo system and One Piece's dubbed version of the Gum Gum Rap was blasting in the back ground. Allan threw the giant sparkling pink "FREINDSHIP" pinata into the air and then-

"FRIENDSHIP GETSUGA BLASTER TWENTY THOUSAND AND FIVE KOKORO EDITION!!!"

Somewhere in the distance, a Death lead holding very important assessments's eye twitched right through the window, the training fields exploded in pink sparkles and candies.

Allan did a very impressive backflip (two), and then landed on his feet, desummoning his weapon as sequins, glitter, candy, and random stickers began to shower all over the friendship circle. "This is what we are inside, this is the power of friendship!"

He posed, beamed, and forgot entirely the point of this meeting.

Perking up at the sight of the pinata, America almost decided this meeting was salvageable. Because really, what didn't improve when you got to hit stuff for candy? She was getting ready to summon Stryker because he'd mentioned fire balls and this seemed like a good chance to test that out when her ******** leader decided to boggart the ******** pinata for himself.

She stared at her leader in near murderous rage, sequins and candy raining down her, until she caught the eye of the nerdy assistant who was holding a gun like he wanted to use it and she was a good enough. With an unhappy grunt she turned away and began pissily picking up candy and stickers to hoard.

After a moment of thought, America carefully unwrapped a piece of candy and popped it in her mouth. Taking her used gum, she neatly placed it in the candy wrapper, folding it to look like new, and placed it back on the ground.

Suddenly feeling much better about things, America picked up her pace in an unspoken looting competition with the other hunters.

Even in his current state of mind of jumping head first into everything, Milo was just never good with confrontations (he never won), so he stayed out of it and simply wore a look of wide eyes and pursed lips, jumping between all those that were arguing. (He still wanted to side with Chel though, because he liked the idea of finding a smile through everything, even tough times). You could cut the tension with a knife.

Which.... Allan basically did, in dramatic anime-like fashion with a pinata and talks of kororo. His staring was now directed at the displays, his lips twitching back upward. So awesome. The display and the diffusion of the tension that was hitting their group. Well, hopefully it eased things up. Milo felt better already. And he, like the rest of them, started grabbing at a few of the candies that had fallen his way (and some of the stickers).

You gained yourself a fan, Allan-taichou.

Sin took refuge in the seat next to Kat, thinking that he'd be better with a hunter with experience than insert his trainee opinion.

That was a giant heart-shaped pinata, wait that wasn't the important part, -- wait, what was the point in breaking the heart of nakama friendship, was he saying their friendship was as easily broken as a pinata and as shallow as the colorful pieces that fell -- but should Sin be really concerned over all of this as the candy was picked up quickly by the other hunters?

Motioning for Kst to stay down, he went to pick up a several pieces of candy for the both of them. "Do you care what type of lollipop you want?" He offered several flavors to the sun hunter upon returning. He already had one in his mouth.

"I don't know what the hell goes on sometimes but I like him. Are all of the other division leaders as crazy?" He directed to Kat, thinking that she would know far better than he would.

Chel fought back the urge to stick out her tongue at the currently-restrained Rep. She was a little s**t to be assured, but she didn't want that hulking mass tackling her into the ground. Truthfully, she was definitely scared of Rep's physical prowess. She'd take him on any day, but she knew it was a fight she'd lose.

So she was glad when Allan stepped in and ... did ... something ...

Chel wasn't really sure what the point of bringing in a pinata was, but she definitely liked this Sun guy. She was a bit rocked by the explosive power the guy possessed- she'd never expected anything like that could come out of such a happy-go-lucky guy. Make that a second fan for the guy.

It certainly eased some of the tension, but it didn't stop her from feeling unbalanced. Like everyone else, she pocketed a few pieces, but not much. She wasn't very big on sweets. Instead, she spent most of her time grabbing glitter and sprinkling it on Milo. "That's one way to do it, eh?"

Jordan relaxed a little as Allan effortlessly broke the mounting tension with the power of friendship. And this was why everyone loved Allan, he reflected; his methods might be a little strange, but his intentions were absolutely earnest and good.

Ferros was laughing. Jordan reached down and scooped up a handful of candy and stickers to stuff into his pocket for later, in case he needed them.

Limbs covered in sequins and glitter, America stripped off her coat and began using it to hold more pinata loot. She even picked up the sequins and s**t, because really, who knows when some glitter may come in handy. Her main goal was to gather as much as possible, filling her make shift bag to bursting, and then challenging Pandora to see who could eat the most candy in one night.

Trick or treating is a greatly honored profession.

Huh, that's right, it was October. They should make some plans for that too.

Noticing a familiar face smooshed tragically against the glass of a window, America gave Al a wave and then ate another piece of candy.