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Nothing managed to deter Mimsy from her own mission, with the exception of Lucky's sudden interference; the addition of his variable caused a bit of an unavoidable imbalance.

"Starszy brat," she pleasantly greeted him, bending to quickly kiss his cheek. "What do you mean by 'problem'? I assure you that Robert and I--"

The phone in her hands vibrated and redirected her attention, which she indicated by holding up one finger. Receiving a text from Shu always delivered a specific sense of comfort, and she calmly watched the content of the message scroll across the top of her screen as the other portion of her focus continued to remain on husband-tracking. Code? Puzzled, she closed the messaging session with Robert for the first time in a while, and discovered a text that she must have habitually ignored, given its deplorable source.

Oh.



She glanced up at Robert as he approached them, expecting him to speak to her (because why wouldn't he). When he addressed Lucky instead, she blinked slowly at him, momentarily stared in silence, and turned her eyes towards his.

"Shu would like me to deliver a 'hello' to you on her behalf." Her eyes wandered briefly towards her brother, and she smiled before returning her gaze to Robert again, slipping her phone in her pocket. "It will be all right, provided no one witnesses any heightened amounts of atypical attention towards him. Trust in ALICE. We must be cautious to avoid fragmentation, in both literal and mental senses, in circumstances such as these."

Without looking away from him, she moved to slip her fingers between his, and gave his hand a squeeze as she cautiously reached to clasp her other hand around Lucky's.

"I do not want to lose you."

"That wid be nice." he said, regarding the cookie for Harrison, he wasn't there yet but Rep always felt slightly odd about doing anything without him. "And the gifts were great! Got some money to put by for future s**t too, which is nice. I'm always like, accidentally costing people money. Ended up great all told. Cookies just make it better."

Still, he looked rather agitated. If Harrison didn't show up, he'd be on his own, and that seemed more daunting than it might have back when he'd first joined up.

He let out a small hiss as she did managed to pinch some of his skin with her tight grasp, his head jerked up and his gaze fell in line with Shiloh and for a few moments it looked as if the young man was glaring at the other poor hunter that fell in sight. Don't worry Shiloh, Jude's face is just stuck that way after years of being an apathetic sourpuss.

Somehow her reaction didn't end his well of goodwill toward her and simply he puffed up a little more as if trying to hide her better behind more mass... Or something.

Jude was suddenly in Papa Bear mode. This was his little Mae-cub.

Lydia mentally made a quick note to herself to add "super-hearing, with potential of other super-senses" to the small store of written information that she kept on Arorangi. A high pitched giggle punctuated by a loud snort and bright blue painted fingernails digging into large biceps as she held on for dear life were the tall mans rewards for having captured her. As he crushed her against his chest, however, laughter ceased for want of oxygen, but for just a moment Lydia's heart leapt up into her throat as well, a giddy dizziness consuming her and leaving her still quite breathless even as she was set back down, free to exercise her lungs once more.

"O-oh my. You certainly have!" She was finally able to say, grinning from ear to ear, shoulders rising as she crossed her arms over her chest and rocked back and forth on her heels. Soon another peal of giggling laughter was escaping her, however, and she looked as though she might fall backwards onto the floor.


"You are too kind, as always! So!" She began, straightening and now swivelling and weaving her body from side to side as though dancing in place. "What do you think this is all about, hrmmmm?" She turned her head to look around at what was quickly becoming a rather thick crowd.

Jan showed up to the mission, because it originated from Death. Butch would not shut up.

He kept his bad hand in a pocket and waited patiently. It was something he was good at.

Harrison fortunately wasn't too much longer for the lighthouse.

Last time they'd had one of these missions, it had just been one big traumatic nightmare. Literally a nightmare, none of it had actually happened.

"Had to get geared," Harrison said, giving Rep a peck on the cheek. "The debriefing start yet?"

People were piling in, it seemed. Lot's of folks, including new folks.

"Leslie, huh?" Ok. Sherry would keep an eye and an ear out for him. But later, right now, she had to smile. "It's good to see you, Stormy! Been a little while." The Mist had probably been busy.

And then a strange, if small, girl was taking her hand. "Yes, I'm Sherry. It's nice to meet you - but I'm Life. Though it should still be fun to have missions together!" She smiled back at the girl. The girl seemed to be a social butterfly, and had very many people to talk to.

Greetings more or less done (for now) Sherry settled back next to Jake. And Gale and Stormy.

"This...looks like it'll be something big." There were lots of folks around. Lots.

Sherry hoped they weren't going to the Sahara.





((Omg. I go to class for an hour and return to a million quotes ilu all what is happening.))