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He looked like a puppy being given a treat, when Jordan complimented him. More people were starting to show up, and Robert's distractions were thinning his attention out. He gave Mimsy's retreating form one last hug, before letting the woman go. "Come on Mimsy, you should try the pool without dying in it. It's fun!" He punctuated his comment by... falling backwards, slapping the water with his full back.

Ow.

He just kind of sank afterward because ow.

Shiloh was determined to save Lucky, after all, he was in Life Division and this is what they were supposed to be good at. Or something like that. Needless to say, the last thing he needed was for someone to die on his watch. He also may have closed his eyes for the more… Intimate part of the process, focusing only on saving his fellow hunter. With eyes closed and an intense focus, Shiloh might have been a little slow on the drowning victim waking up part. At least he was until Lucky began to thrash, and Shiloh’s eyes flew open, wide as saucers as he slid backward on the wet floor, wiping his mouth hastily with his arm.

He looked confused for a moment, then brightened before exclaiming happily, “You’re okay!”

Rep watched Jordan go with a raised brow before deciding he might as well follow him. There wasn't going to be any ******** milk in here. Allan had probably thrown it all into the sea.

"Probably a ******** plan." he said grimly as he trailed out, dripping water all over the floor the entire way.

When he got back being dressed more appropriately did not mean he was dressed in any way better than before. This time he wore absolutely ******** nothing other than a very tight pair of speedos, his still glowing earring, his necklace and a new necklace he'd picked up with a fairly large, runic tech entwined black dagger, the new artifact he'd found himself chained to.

He leapt in in a single sinuous movement and swam the length of the pool.

Otto gave Wilson a level glare. "What about her?" He asked suspiciously.

The vaguely familiar girl was also given a glare, because Otto was generous and gave them out like Oprah. She was kind of weird, staring a Wilson's glasses like they were growing things.

"Too bad for them, then." Otto replied bluntly, picking up one of the sinking shirts and hurling it across the pool. These thins were a hazard!

Al was slow as always to wake up this morning. It seemed just like any other morning after all. Except. This time when Al went to eat his weight in food he fell into ice cold waking up deep water instead. He thrashed wildly before finding the surface again where he doggy paddled while looking like a drowned rat.

Jason was struggling to look anywhere near as awesome as half the hunters here while taking his shirt off, when he heard someone addressing him nearby.

"Actually, this is my first time." He returned her grin with one of his own, feeling pretty relaxed in this new setting (as there wasn't anything trying to kill him, that was a bonus). "I didn't realize Desu Ex had their own swimming pool."

"O-oh, I'm Jason by the way. Are you new here?" He had not seen her around as of yet. Perhaps she was a new trainee?

Chel squinted, examining the brunette a bit closer. Why was she holding her eye like that? Okay, clearly something was up.

"Nice name Jason. Mine's Chelsea, but my friends call me Chel. At least they would if I had any yet," she told Jason, giving his back a hardy pat. "Wanna help us a little? Something's wrong with Brownie." A worried look crossed her face. "You're a moon right? Defense and all that? Well can you uh. Defend the innocent and help get her a** out of the pool?"

Not waiting to hear his response, Chel awkwardly shimmied to where Nevada was floating. "I gotcha little lady," she responded, putting an arm around Nevada's waist and picking her up. "What's behind the hand?"