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"Jesus." Harlow murmured as she typed out the text using her other hand to putt her boots on. She wasn't quite working on her make up this time but making sure to pack extra supplies and... Okay she might have been touching up her make up a little bit.

With that she swung her bag over her shoulder and walked quickly to the light house, she knew she wasn't late for anything but she wasn't exactly early either. She approached Zascha and grabbed his shoulder. "you were cuter when you didn't know how to use that." she teased and pulled her arm back to adjust her coat and then took a look around. "maybe this would bad time I start making some friends. she joked taking a look around at the different groups gathering. She was fitting in nicely but was still having a hard time finding to time to go out and meet as many people as she wanted to.

"He'd sometimes hang around with us." Rep said huffily. He was sure that Jordan had been present a hell of a lot of the time, he just couldn't remember specific instances. He wasn't good at remembering specific instances of anything, as a general rule. "You didn't need to be running defense for him for him to be fighting with us though. He was tough, he could just, be there and s**t. He didn't need you. I need you."

He did not think it was ok that Robert pick up the slack where they had left off. He did not think it was ok at all. In fact it was just about the worst thing he could imagine, Robert with his big hammy hands getting grabby and moony up in Jordan's business. It made him die inside. "He doesn't need a ******** moon at all. Not like I need a moon." He didn't bother arguing that he could go two minutes without getting killed or maimed, because chances were, if Harrison was off defending someone else, he'd probably be doing it on purpose.

The second America was within range she'd be dragged into a brief, one armed hug. "You're looking much better." Less bruised, less haunted. She'd missed that winning smile, the one that could warm you down to your core at one hundred paces. She still felt incredibly conflicted. Relieved, certainly, to have her partner at her back as they headed into whatever chaos they were being marched into, but it was going to be hard to let America do her job as a Moon.

If Peyton could have put her loved ones into a protective bubble, she would have.

Their combined presence was at least helping to lift her spirits a bit. As the red head sidled up Noah to murmur a thanks for the flowers she couldn't help but smile, giving Noah's fingers a gentle squeeze.

Milo's nudge had the smile growing, and she wiggled her fingers at him as he slipped past their group, making his way towards more of his friends. She spotted Noemi, and Stormy, and so many other familiar faces. There were a lot of them gathered, so they at least had safety in numbers.

Well, maybe. She also spotted Jake, despite the different hair color.

<Watch your back, screechheart.>

Pale eyes narrowed, staring daggers at the giant, before Kostya's approach dragged her attention back to her own group. "Hey Kon, you're looking better."

Noemi's presence was a bit of a surprise, but the man smiled and waved at her nonetheless, nodding to Evan when she left for a woman named.. Cee? He wasn't familiar.

Stormy was given a sympathetic look, her appearance throwing up red flags in his mind. She was staying close to Gale, however, and that was good. He stood back and watched everyone mingle, not intent on directly interacting just yet.

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Otto arrived, a small backpack slung behind him. It was best to be fully prepared. A one hour mission could easily become a day long mission or longer. His artifact sunglasses sat atop his head, pulling back his bangs much like a headband.

Upon arriving, the crowd immediately made him uncomfortable. A low groan rumbled in his throat, worming his way to find a place to be alone. Too many noisy, whiny, smelly people. Bastards, all of them.

Suddenly, his lonely work crafting his training courses looked very appealing once again.

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Kiki, however, marched in as if she owned the place. The Princess had arrived, and she was shoving people out of the way so she could find a place to be up high. She was, after all, barely five feet in height. Fear of having her royal a** trampled was a strong concern.

"Move it, bitches!"

Some people really had a way with texts, man. Like seriously. So eloquent in their wording.

Yeah.

Heidi would have gone straight to Tuck and Evan, but a shout of 'move it, bitches' distracted her. She blinked, staring at the peach-haired girl. Those words came out of that adorable little thing? No freakin' way.

Harlow couldn't help but to laugh with Zascha's comment about the phone lessons. She looked up at him with a smirk. "You need one on one lessons for everything don't you? She teased poking his chest as she did. She was pretty sure at this point point he was aware that she wasn't every affectionate.

She turned around as he encouraged her to go out and say hi. She huffed and put one of her hands on her hips. "See anyone who looks familiar?" She asked him as se scanned the crowd. She saw a few faces that she had seen before but not many that she really knew. "looks like most everyone has their little groups." she sighed. "New faces work too."