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Rep looked a little humbled at Harrison's comment and looked away. "So we just let him die or whatever?" He might already be dead, for all they knew. "We should at least ******** tell them, if nothing else."

Peyton had taken a few moments to look around, see what still needed doing, what everyone else was currently working on, and where her assistance would be most needed. after which, she'd taken her pack and headed towards one of the empty tents, claiming herself a place to sleep, and a place to leave her gear. She'd only just stepped back out when she spotted Andy heading her way, and she smiled up at him as she reached up to tug at his bag until he let it slide off his shoulders. The tents weren't big, but they were big enough for them to share.

"About time you got here. What'd you do, fall back to sleep?" She was teasing him, mostly. His bag was tossed into the tent with her own, they could set up sleeping bags and stuff later. First, their was the rest of the camp t fortify.

Stepping up beside him, she leaned her hip into the side of his thigh as she looked up towards the canopy of lush branches that overhung along the fringe of the clearing. She was small enough, agile enough, and strong enough to climb up there and clear everything away so someone else could come through to take down the trunks. "Anyone point you at a job yet?"

Rep sighed and nodded. "You are right man. I'll get handing out headsets to people. Need a line of communication if this s**t is going down around the camp. We need to know if anyone needs help. I'll pass along the message. If you get to Melvin and co before me, let them know the same thing and give them a headset."

He headed over to pick up a box of headsets, ones that he had spent some time repairing back on the island to hopefully make them as optimal as he could, or at least able to hold a charge for a mission.

Why had he thought things were safe. Why, why did he ever assume there was nothing there? The sudden sound and sight of feathers made him tense up. But the flash of a white coat had him horrified. He knew of the horrible things that happened to hunters taken by the horsemen.

Muttering a curse under his breath, he was half tempted to shout at the retreating man to come back when another dropped right in front of them. Jason bit his lip to keep from shrieking at the sudden appearance, his blade held up and ready to strike.

Joy was a beat faster then him, concern clenching at his heart for the trainee. The horsewoman was clearly of the war tribe, a tribe experienced at fighting. Her quick reflexes allowed her to get a edge on the girl. He heard her shout for him to go back to the base, but her request fell on death ears; there was no way he would let her fight alone, against a horsemen, while he cowardly ran away.

Instead he rushed forward, sword held against his shoulder in both hands as he leaped forward to bring it down in a diagonal swipe. Their opponent was fast however, and his attack missed it's mark.

Now he grit his teeth, anxious of the fact his own strength had been diminished. The cause of this issue was hidden under a cloth tied around his hands in place of his usual gloves. He'd just have to make do.

"You should go back Joy" He called out. "I can handle her!"

HP: 54
Damage: 3
Charge: 1/3

Lawrence shook his head at Melody, as always with that brisk edge of impatience he exhibited around other people. "Nothing inappropriate that would involve you, I assure you. You are welcome to help with hunting for whatever it is we need." He momentarily looked concerned. "Hopefully no monsters though." He wasn't much for violence.

Melvin though, Melvin had his attention a great deal lately, there was a boldness and confidence to him that was still jarring when it flashed a fin, unafraid to challenge him or to boldly flirt in a way that made him arch that brow and keep it there. He was flattered in spite of himself and rendered a little more awkward by the unfamiliar situation where he was rendered more prey than predator. He did what he could to set it aside for the time being.

"I was thinking about seeing what I could find. I've dealt with horsemen before, they aren't so bad." And it was a ridiculous thing to say, given the huge wound he had on his lower abdomen, a wound which had almost killed him and only had not because they wanted to toy with him further.

And then Rep was there, handing out headsets and he aloofly looked away, determined not to so much as make eye contact with the other man. "Buddy system is in effect, nae c**t goes out alone. Rodney's missing. Went out to build. Think he got kidnapped. Don't do anything stupid, if you are the sort to do stupid s**t." and for a second his gaze dropped to Lawr's missing hand and then to Melvin. "He's either dead by now, or he's at their base."

The horsewoman was nimble and brutal and seemed to grow truly angry, losing a little of her composure as a student joined the hunters. There was nothing so despicable as a traitor and she called out across the magical link between herself and the other horsemen that the zombie ghoul had turned on them.

"This isn't your fight child." she laughed. "But you'll share in their fate."

Scaling a tree nimbly she cast her brutal and sapping fear attack at the ghoul.

DMG: 8 to Sammy. 8 HP healed to herself.

Jason had been so focused on the horsemen, he hadn't noticed the appearance of a third figure cloaked in black coming to their aid. The moon was throughly stunned to say the least at the newcomers presence. Why where they wearing a black cloak, was this some sort of special hunter gear he wasn't aware of? (He knew some hunters wore black on special occasions, though he had never been given a black cloak himself)

He stepped back to watch her strike again, now paying more attention to her attack and - wait a sec wasn't that a FEAR attack? That wasn't a weapon, she was using her fists!

The moon then realized said hand was a skeleton hand, and his face grew white. If there was one thing that scared him, (among a hole lot of things that did), it was a zombie.

He was quite confused to say the least, if not shaking at Sammy's appearance. At the very least he didn't turn his blade on her, seeing that she was being quite helpful and punching their foe. For what reason he didn't know. He wasn't sure of the kind of alliances horsemen and students shared, but assumed that since they were both made of FEAR they would be...somewhat friendly with each other?

When she addressed them, Jason jumped a little, trying to say something constructive to her criticism but coming out with a mumbled stutter instead.