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Cass watched Rep as he left the tent, sighing as she moved to follow after him, cautiously following along after his footprints to see where he'd gone off to. When she saw him sitting by himself she said nothing, just walking over to sit by him without a word, staring out into the sand.

Nodding, Marcus motioned for them to head out. "I've still got my gear and everything and it looks like they're good here. so-" He smiled slightly. "I'm better at attacking s**t anyway."




[exit]

Thundercats GOOOOOOOO~.

Jude was ready as ever and he wandered out after making sure...Everyone was at most somewhat in one piece. There seemed to be an occasional hub bub going about here and there, he gave a really concerned glance to Jerry.

...Not much he could do.

Exiting the tent he uttered a bit of a sigh.

[EXIT]

Molly found Bix and he was relieved to see she was okay. "Oh I'm fine. Just got a little winded. Also I hate bugs.. they suck." He tried to match her bright smile but he wasn't quite able when he saw Gale slip out without a word. It was reinforcing all his worries about how close some of them were to breaking.

The fighting and detached singing was not a help.

"Do you want to go on a patrol with us?" He motioned to Tedan and himself. "Oh Tedan, this is Molly in case you guys haven't met."

Bix stood up and stretched, obvious now that he was standing that the Sun hunter was without injury. "Maybe we can grab a couple more." He watched as people slipped out. He felt a bit of an obligation to Jerry, his fellow sunny, and so he approached the other man and Sasha.

"Jerry.. Sasha.. hey. Tedan and I.. and maybe Molly, are going on patrol. You guys want to come with? I think we could make a solid group?" Of course Jerry had been a space case lately. If he wasn't quite ready for it, that was alright too. Bix was hoping maybe to occupy the other man though. Maybe if he had something to do he wouldn't get lost in his head so much.

Wash's face became oddly blank. However, the weight of the cookie jar didn't lessen, so it was clear this was not some kind of odd dream. The kind looking young lady before him had in fact baked cookies for a very possibly life threatening mission. And, if he wasn't mistaken, this was his division leader's assistant. He wasn't sure if this should make him feel worse, or better.

But...they DID smell delicious. He pulled one out and took a bite. The concerned frown he wore quickly melted into a expression of complete surprise.

"Wow, these are fantastic! I didn't know anyone 'round here could bake like this!" Wash exclaimed around a mouthful of cookie. Suddenly in a much better mood, and not wanting to seem like he was hoarding them, he wandered away from Julie and to the other hunter who'd noticed the tasty confections. Was there a spring in his step? Quite possibly. Nothing could go wrong when they were armed with delicious, right?

"Hey man, I don't think we've met! I'm Wash, and you know what? I feel like today's gonna be a-okay. God bless," he added, handing Michael a cookie from the jar.

Glancing around, he then spotted Jerry and his merry band of ladies (how DID the guy manage all that?) and very nearly pranced over to them. Sally was silent, possibly supressing laughter. "Hey Jerry. You alright buddy? Hey Sasha, that's a real pretty name, little lady. Now, I think Julie made enough 'o these things for everyone twice over, so y'all have some breakfast. Or," he amended, glancing out the tent flap, "lunch."

He offered out the jar. It reeked of baked goodness. Upon inspection, it was loaded with cookies. It was like a cornucopia, if it had been invented not by a greek god but by the cookie monster from Sesame Street.