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Rin was busy tending her garden first thing, had to make sure everything was prepared to face the sun before it rose. That was when her phone went off. She glared at her phone with the wrath of a thousand gods. Really Melvin? Really? She had a full day planned and had not even eaten yet. She wrapped up what she was doing and fired off a return text.



Melvin has such a big mouth sometimes. He was certainly going to pay for this later but for now she was going to suck it up and help him. After arriving however, she made her annoyance clear by staring daggers at the man the second she caught sight of him. The stare continued as she approached and it continued even after she settled in at his side.

You owed Rin one morning for being a bad boyfriend.

Noah to the rescue.

Peyton would have loved to have been able to do something to make Otto feel better, but she didn't know the root of the problem, and Otto was right, they just didn't know each other that well. So even if she was disappointed when he waved and slipped away, she understood it. Waving back and smiling as reassuringly as she could before turning to Noah as he appeared in the common room.

"Over here, Noah!" She'd wait til he came close before gesturing to the now vacant chair she was perched on the arm of. "Thanks for coming. I dunno why we need partners."

Peyton followed his gaze, eyeing Caelius warily before shaking her head. "I don't really know. Sensitivity training is what they said, but I'm not sure what that'll be including." She hoped it really was what the title boosted, but this was Deus..

America busied herself by flipping to Taym's page as he went on. - Likes to use his words but can't get to the dang point. Hot Angry Teacher's voice soon had her sitting up at attention and admiring his majestic figure as he stalked through the room, majestic as a jungle cat surrounded by perpetual circus. She sighed a bit, craned her neck to get a look at his a**, and did her best to ignore Allan. Man was always picking fights with her and she wanted to ignore that particular situation just in case there was an Anger Management seminar in the near future.

Taym's much more reasonable conclusion had her attention zeroing brightly back on his, grin white and wide. "Last time he," she nodded toward Caelius, "...and I were in the same room, he suprise! Dumped a bunch of us in the desert. With bugs and then more bugs and then giant bugs. When it comes to surprises, I don't think we're in for many good ones, or at least ones that won't actively try to eat me."

Dakota also scooted closer to Ceres because like mind moons and they were brother/sister for a reason.

Their glares were sent to Caelius together...and then gone.

"You think someone complained about his sensitivity during missions?" For some reason, the idea made Dakota chuckle.

Harrison considered Rep's response gravely, then nodded.

If Rep had only been joking, the bitterness with which Harrison would have withdrawn would have been absolute, like a clam shutting itself in its shell with finality.

As it was, he only said, "Okay," then cautiously resumed loading his plate. He would have said more, but he had noticed two of the division leads in the room, and had defaulted to just being nervous. He took one of the weird pink sticks Allan had put on the table. He bit into one, then, surprised, got another few for Rep.

"You oughta try these," he hedged, offering them, "They're some kinda frosted cookie."

Nevada raised an eyebrow and then smiled. "You have family on the island...that makes me feel better..." She reached over and pinched his hand. "Stop that you, you're making me fidgety too...." She wasn't really, in fact she was very relaxed with a lazy smile placed on her face.

She was even slouched in the chair.

"Did you learn this from the records or....the alternate world thing?" She made conversation with him, hoping it would distract him from his inner thoughts. "I learned I would've still had two eyes...and was dating Solomon happily."

"Both.." Otto murmured, slowly coaxed from his withdrawl. One thing had led to another, and he found out he had family. He was still on the fence on how he felt about it.

He stopped fidgeting for now, resting his hands inside his pockets. "You do fine with just the one." He didn't want Nevada to dwell on something she couldn't change. "Have you talked to him since then?" Somehow words were not held behind walls and bars with Nevada, having known her a great deal longer.