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 Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2017 8:56 pm
She had taken the time to check up on her Mists even before being called away to that months long mission. Returning to see that they had advanced in the routes she had suspected was a bittersweet thing, moreso knowing that at least several had been forced to (or perhaps chosen to) de-age into someone younger. Clean up in her life had to happen now, however, so with a sigh Stormy took her umbrella and headed out of the dorms.
It was misting more than it was raining, but one never took chances with tropical weather; she had learned that much rather quickly. She passed by several hunters lugging boxes of salvaged equipment from the infirmary and grew pensive as she considered them, the wreckage that had to be fixed, the future of Deus itself. They were always rebuilding something, it felt like, always putting out fires instead of growing...But that was for another day.
From watching Roland, she understood that he liked to wander about, usually barefoot. So when she caught a faint imprint of a foot in the grass and mud, it became a simple matter of locating him.
"Ro~" she called, her gentle voice carrying across somehow.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2017 7:35 am
Roland was wandering through said Mist barefoot again, it was a warm wetness that didn't leave a chill, but made hard work awful because you couldn't cool off from sweating. You just remained a damp warm mess the whole way through. It was with this he was seriously debating getting a proper pair of boots or shoes again since all the ones in his room where too big for him still. Apparently he was destined for some kind of small growth spurt. With a deep sigh and a squirming step side to side feeling his feet shift in the damp grass he tugged out an apple from one of his pockets setting about looking for a dry place to sit while he ate. Utterly unaware that another hunter was stalking him down. Pausing only for a moment to glance up when he thought he heard his name whispered somewhere near by. "Hello?""
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2017 10:26 am
Oops. She had been too quiet again.
"Here!" Stormy said a little louder, hastening her steps. Once close enough, she lifted the umbrella to cover them both. "Sorry. You look like you cold use one of these. Did you need to get somewhere?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2017 10:53 am
Roland jumped a bit, turning around to blink at the unknown Mist hunter sprinting over with an umbrella. In that time he took a moment to bite his apple cocking his head slightly. "Amuhlilcold." He said around a mouthful of apple, "Mostly just damp." He corrected a moment later. "Not really going anywhere. I just helped moving some rubble from the labs and um." He held up the apple. "Lunch break?" There was a long pause afterwards as he tried to place her face with a name, but coming up with nothing instead.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2017 6:17 pm
"Out in the rain?" She wasn't judging--Stormy herself liked being outside when it rained--but if he was cold...Of all the times the cafeteria had to be destroyed...
< You'll catch your death, > Thane mocked.
"Here, you can come with me inside to dry off." She paused. Oh, right. "My name's Stormy," she added a little sheepishly. "You've met Gale, right? He's my boyfriend. I'm sure he won't mind letting you stay at our place until it stops misting. Or at least until lunch is done. I could try to put something together, too, you won't be getting much out of just an apple."
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2017 6:56 pm
Roland held up the apple and shrugged a bit, "I was going back to the dorms." He said with small shrug, then another bite. She continued though and finally offered a name, he paused wipping a hand clean of apple juice to hold out to her, "Roland." He nodded at her question, "He uhhh accidentally shot me? He was terribly sorry about it. His weapons amazing though." He nodded again texting quickly to Caroline & Peyton in case either of them needed him. That done he started to follow stormy. "A warm lunch and drying off sounds amazing honestly." There was a slight pause, "Did we, work together in the past?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2017 9:45 pm
"He's said more than once that he wished it wasn't so hard to handle," Stormy said with a slight smile. "But Jinhai's good to him. So's Sylvia for you, I'm sure." She had no idea what happened to a weapon after Peter Pan's tampering, but the bond was still there, so that had to be something.
She didn't answer Roland at first, opting to first get them on the path back to the dorms, encouraging him to try and clean his feet in some of the accumulating puddles on the walkway. "We worked a little together before," Stormy answered eventually as she opened the door to the dorms. "But I would've come by anyway. I like checking up on my Mists. Especially when they look like they need a warm towel."
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 8:12 am
"Well a rifle that big, it's gotta have a kick to it, and it's probably awful up close trying to get it pointed at whatever's trying to kill you..." He pondered on it for a moment munching his apple. He paused mid step when she already knew his weapons name. Still she didn't say anything else so he quickly moved to keep up finishing his apple before chucking it into a near by pile of rubble outside the dorms as he worked to dry his feet. "Ah," he finally said when she mentioned having worked with him in the past. "That seems to be a trend with most of the people who I meet. They worked with me in some way." He moved to shrug off his damp coat folding it over one arm. "A warm towel, and maybe hot chocolate?" He had yet to re-discover coffee and its many glorious forms.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 8:54 am
She chuckled. "I think we have some. If not, how does tea sound?"
Stormy opened the door for him and shook her umbrella outside, and then up the stairs they went. The air conditioning still worked, thankfully, but with them both wet it quickly became chilly.
"Have you met a lot of people who said that?" she asked.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 9:03 am
"I never really drank tea before either, but sure that would be good since its warm." Glancing around he placed his coat somewhere near the door where it wouldn't track more water into her room. Then followed her upstairs shivering wishing his coat was dry and still on him. "Yeah, like Jordan, Joy, Peyton. Feels like almost everyone knows me a little bit in some way? Only people I know who would remember me for sure are the ones who still stayed kids that I ran into, they're also the only ones I know personally."
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 9:47 am
Stormy nodded. Two out of three were familiar, and while she didn't know Joy, she vaguely knew of her.
They went through the door labeled "221A", which was in better shape than the one labeled "221B", which was barely on its hinges. She and Gale had taken adjacent rooms and knocked the wall out between them to create a pseudo apartment in the dorms, and thankfully it hadn't suffered more damage than that door, a few knocked over shelf items, and a window in need of glass replacement. Roland was ushered to their living room area, where he had a choice of either the long couch or the recliner. A towel was placed first wherever he chose, while a second was put in the dryer to tumble for a while.
"I'll let you try chamomile," she told him as she set a kettle to boil before taking a stool seat for herself and turning to him. The kitchen and living room areas had no dividers, making it all the more cozy and open. Well, minus the broken window anyway. "How've you liked Deus so far?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 3:08 pm
Roland's own room was on 152, below and just a ways away from their own. He glanced at 221B cocking his head slightly, but didn't ask any questions regarding it. Once he was inside it made more sense. He wandered around the slightly spacious living room area for a moment making a small o with his mouth. "You and Gale share this? It's so much more then I have." He carefully took a seat on the long couch and the towel crossing his legs where he sat. He wasn't sure what Chamomile was, and simply nodded yes to the offer. "Well, I can't believe I joined a military group after fighting with my dad about going to a military school?" He shrugged, "It's not too bad though for the most part? I have my own room and I've met a few friends again, made a few new ones. I haven't done much hunting though. They won't let any of us kid hunters do too much yet."
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 3:53 pm
"Perks of promotion," she told him cheerfully. "When you become a full-fledged hunter, they let you get a second floor room or a place in town. Although I hear Rep is now running a rent scheme."
Stormy cocked her head slightly as she listened. In truth, while she knew Roland, she didn't really know him. Her knowledge had really stayed limited to what she got through Nevada and the few meetings they had had.
"Probably because you're not as strong as most basic hunters are when they first come here," she noted. "What about Mist?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 6:40 pm
"Apparently I was halfway to full hunter, and I have a decent bank account even if they do reduce my pay due to no longer being out in the field." He sat patiently awaiting his tea as they spoke across the joined rooms.
He nodded though, she was correct about that, "Not even just being weaker, we're kinda clueless about stuff again?I imagine there was some like. Rough idea what I was getting into in the pods, and when I woke up. Even our weapons warped in time.
There was a soft mumble in the back of his mind in agreement.
"What about Mist though? Like what I think?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 9:47 pm
She made a sympathetic noise. "I can't imagine...But, yes. How're you getting along in the division?" she asked. The dryer dinged, and she got up, passing Roland a fresh warm towel to curl under a few seconds later. "I'm sorry I didn't try to help out before. I was out on missions away form the island for a while."
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