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Well, who know that if you shook a carton of milk too hard, it would explode? Thank god Hunter coats were well, white, though his coat was turning a nice shade of roadside grey.

Upon seeing the quartermaster pretty much assaulted with new requests - the lineup was rather impressive - Caelius decided to tough it out and clean his coat himself. And there he was, wringing his coat to a running tap in the men's washroom, when he heard his name.

Which really wasn't that uncommon, time to time. Only the voice was distinctly female, and huh, that was odd, he could have sworn he was in the men's washroom. The look he gave Velda as he turned around, and whatever her creepy assistant was named now - maybe Herbert or something? - was nothing short of a deer who had been caught in the headlights and was in the process of being run over.

"Oh, you are SUCH a b*****d." She left a pause for dramatics before adding, "I still have SO MUCH to learn from you!"

She grinned rather huge herself before poking him in the side and dipping her head in close to his ear to utter, "Should I try my hand at underhanded bastarding?"

“I guess that’s why I neither celebrate nor mourn,” she answered Gear matter-of-factly. Flair didn’t appear too convinced when the boy insisted the hat was a ‘must.’ Logically, the hat wasn’t required in regards to uniform. She found trouble understanding why someone would tote around a hat unless it was incredibly sunny outside. The hat was unnecessary. “If you say so…Gear.” It had to be a nickname somehow. Had to be.

She quickly turned her head, bringing a fist to her mouth as she disguised her laugh into a cough. It seemed someone had been quickly shot down. “Luck, you say?” she murmured under her breath as Megan’s voice trailed off. There was no need to finish for Flair to nod knowingly. “I’ve been trying to get this girl to stop banging on my cousin’s door.” She scowled and pointed a thumb at Aki. So far it appeared fairly successful. Her eyes caught the familiar figure of Velda and hastily took a step behind Megan, but fortunately the woman went into…the men’s bathroom? Okay then.

“Nothing out of the ordinary. Missions. Training. More missions.” Flair shrugged. “Some experiments and research thrown in as well.” The door creaked open, revealing Nico. Her expression softened considerably as she watched her cousin rest his forehead against Aki’s shoulder. A smile flickered across her face as she reached out to pat the younger man on the back. “Sleeping again? You’ve always been the lazy type.” She rolled her eyes.

She found Caelius at the second bathroom, which was both a relief and an annoyance to her assistant. A relief because there were five more men's rooms in the building and she would have gone through them all, and an annoyance because she'd already gone through one. Why couldn't she just let him take care of it?

The Life leader stared up at Caelius, wide-eyed. Now that she had him here, she found herself a little reluctant about this conversation. She never had problems with it before, but she should have brought this up with him after her came to the island and just...didn't really want to. Something about talking to the sun hunter about this made her feel a little queasy. Like now.

"The breeding program..." she started, and then stopped. Her attention drifting off to a spot on the wall that looked like a lily.

An awkward pause ensued, and then her assistant sighed and continued for her, "What she's trying, and might I say failing, to say, if that you're overdue to contribute to the breeding program. What with the end being all sorts of nigh for many hunters, and most likely yourself included. So the council feels it's time for you to think of mother and jack off into a cup so they can ship the results out to the world at large and spawn a new generation of the Innis clan in hopes that this time they may get somebody capable of wielding FEAR as opposed to someone whose greatest contribution is that of jacking off into a cup."

Turning to Velda, Henry smiled pleasantly, "Now was that so hard?"

The Life leader flushed and bit her lip, glancing at Caelius and then quickly looking away with a soft, "I would have said it more nicely."

Megan smiled weakly. It was never fun or 'good' to think of the dead. Of the times when they had been weak or worse, when they had failed. Velda's arrive got a quirked brow. Why did she need to find the spawn of death? Eh, as long as she wasn't bothering her, Megan wouldn't dwell on it, (even if Megan had a 'souvenir' to give her). "Well, as far as your personal mission of door prevention I'd say job well done. As for experiments and research, there is a reason I stuck with mist. No good at that stuff. Not good enough to be devoted at least."

She wished she could have been but the time, the opportunity had passed. She was a mist hunter, now and possibly forever. As the boy join them, Megan nodded. "I supposed this is a good morning. Nico was it? Megan, mist division." Gear was being ignore and Megan realized she had..somewhat been ignoring the other, causing her to blush. She was terrible at these social gatherings.

Were they really having this conversation again? While it probably merited some form of abject horror the first five times, Caelius was pretty sure after the next five that this was all some sort of ploy to get back, in some twisted and unfair manner, at Liam. In fact, maybe they were working on this together. Maybe he just did not have enough suffering in his life as-is.

He have his jacket one more wring, ears red as Herbert, H-whatever explained this again to someone who had just turned twenty-one.

"Oh well, I heard differently." He replied, personally impressed with his ability to keep his voice even instead of just punching H-whatever in the face. There was something about that man... Nonetheless, Caelius searched in his pockets for anything, yielding a pack of sacrificial Menthos which he offered to Velda as if this was second nature. "Some guy named Juano or Roberto, something latino okay, will be donating my share, have a good day s-miss."

And then he began to attempt to walk very fast away from the two.

"Howard, right?" That was his name right now, wasn't it? She'd heard him called all kinds of things in the time she'd been a hunter. That poor, poor man. "No it isn't important. I just need to know if she's nearby or if I have to run and grab my gift for her quickly." She paused, looking to Dave with wide eyes. "You did remember to bring her a souvenir, right?"