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Marcus was busy starting to crack up and very poorly hiding it.

Al shuffled into the room late and deftly made an apple pie vanish before suddenly realizing things were being discussed.

Peyton froze with with her fork halfway to her mouth, then blinked over towards the blonde who had warned her about the Sahara. "Yep, fresh from the pods." She finished her bite, chewing slowly as she savored the creamy goodness. Maybe she wasn't learning a whole bunch, but at least she was getting free pie. "Your self?"

She did keep Lavender eyes on the young man, turning a little in her seat so she was facing in his general direction. She wasn't strictly polite, but right that moment there was no cause for rudeness.

Gale reached over with a foot and hooked it around the chair nearest to him, dragging it towards him and then using it as a stool to prop both feet up on, hands folded across his lap.

"Nope," he said, and Jinhai made a soft amused sound in his head. "Been here almost three years already."

His eyes flitted across to one of the other new hunters.

"What division are you two in, do you know?"

Makayla glance up as she heard someone ask what division she was in. Swallowing the piece she had in her mouth, she turns to Peyton and the hunter before her. Tilting her head, she sat the plate down then the fork as she with him a smirk "Moon Division myself." and from what she was seeing.

She was going to really like being apart of the Moon Division.

Makayla gives Gale another smile "Makayla Winston, but you can all me Ayla."

Full fledged hunter, she makes a note of this.

If he had been anyone else, he might have smiled, but Gale was Gale and therefore he just gave them both a little nod in greeting, absently twisting the silver banded ring on his right index finger.

"Death Division is in charge of intel," he said. "Gathering information, presenting it before missions, stuff like that. We're the brains behind the operations, and we give information to the Life Division, who in turn delves deeper into things. They do the hardcore research, but they also handle the more scientififc and development aspects of Deus. I'm sure you know about Sun already - they're the brawn, the fighters, the ones at the front of the line. Moon Division tend to be the defenders, the ones who hold the line and make sure that others are taken care of. They also tend to have the most experience when it comes to patching people up. As for Mist, they're the catch-all division; they can go where you need them to, and can pick up in any of the other four divisions. They're the jacks of all trade, so to speak."

He stopped, realizing he was talking a lot, and took a breath, giving a little shrug. "Well, that's the SparkNotes version, at least. Overwhelmed yet?"

Not a very smiley individual, was he? Then again, neither was Peyton, now being an obvious exception. She was finally getting some good, solid, information, and that was making her happy. "A little," she admitted, rolling her shoulders in a small shrug. "Though that's not really your fault. I've been pretty overwhelmed from the moment I woke up, but I'm sure that'll fade in time." The shock would ware off, and in a day or two she'd be just as jaded and cynical as she ever was.

"It's nice to meet you, Gale." And it really was. So far, of all the hunters she'd met, he was the most level headed and helpful. Oh sure, the majority of them had been nice, but she was quickly learning that their minds were on more then just their jobs.

Since he'd already volunteered quite a bit of information, perhaps he'd share a little more. "So what sort of weapon do you have?" Come to that, she wondered what Ayla had ended up with as well, and she twitched a brow at the other newbie. "You too."