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Red hair? Okay, no, that definitely wasn't Caelius, which meant this was some bullshit. Madison groaned inwardly. She'd gotten up early, she was slowly getting soaked, her awesome shoes were muddy, and she'd put on pants underneath her flowing white coat, which looked stupid. Also, her coat was definitely going to get muddy too. Whose idea was it to use white coats anyway?! Stupid.

At least Kouki was excited. Practice, practice, the weapon hummed in four-part harmony. Maybe we will get to eat?

"Maybe," Madison mumbled, then stifled a yawn and straightened as she came up to stand with the rest in front of... Ben? That was a normal name! Okay, she kinda liked this guy now based solely on that. "I think so, sir - what do we need to do?" Madison asked. She summoned Kouki, the bracelet vanishing from around her wrist; a moment later, the swords and scabbards appeared on the belt around her waist.

Practice, practice~ We're hungry.

Shh.

******** his life. Seven am getting up in the morning, got to be fresh, got to go eat. Got to have his bowl, got to have cereal; seeing everything, time is going. Tickin’ on and on, everybody was rushing. Got ot get down to the training field. Got to catch the class, he saw-
Some dude.
Talk about disappointment. And a healthy mix of relief. Caelius was bitchtastic the other day, and Marcus had had his helping of b***h for the week thank you. Some new guy? Oh well, anybody was better than the Crazy doctor and the hair horror. The guy had red hair and for a split second Marcus wondered if it was a dye job. Red hair threw him for a bit sometimes. Oh well. Aside from hair being this week’s flavor of distraction, Marcus yawned as he arrived, a small wave to the death hunter replacement. “Good morning sir.” A roll of his shoulders as Dis starting singing about something stupid in the back of his head. “I am pretty sure we are? Caelius said to be here at seven AM. So…” The moon trainee shrugged. “I am guessing you’re filling in for him?”

Eyes looked at The other two who arrived. "Morning Mads." A half awake semi 'I dont even give a ********' look was given at Bix. "Bix."

"G'morning Bix... hey, Marcus," Madison added, a little surprised that the older Hunter actually knew who she was. Then again, she knew who he was, so... it was probably fair?

We're getting wet, Kouki said, suddenly.

... That's because it's raining, genius.

We don't like it.

Deal. "G'morning, Jordan," she said with a wave.

As expected, the message to get to the field was given at an ungodly hour that wasn't even what the Boxer considered morning as he jogged his way onto the meeting place. The sun's light barely hit the landscape as he let out an uncharacteristic yawn and stared at the obviously not Cael person standing there greeting them. Must have been getting his beauty sleep he mused quietly to himself.

Is it time for breakfast yet?
and one yawn was followed by a sigh. "No Nid, its time to get to work, you can eat later." he said quietly as he fiddled with his coat and gloves that was still hanging haphazardly over his shoulder. "Right, I suppose Ben." he said sternly and turned around to give a little pat on the shoulder to Marcus and Jordan. "Glad to see you two made it, wheres Cass and his royal bitchiness, Jude?" he asked soon afterward, watching the two hunters with mild interest.

"Filling in for.... Caelius." Ben repeated, giving the trainees the oddest look. "Caelius has been bedridden ever since he came back, considering how severe his injuries are, it is a miracle if he could even walk. You expect him to just magically pop out of his bed and-"

And then a lightbulb seemed to go off for the assigned instructor. "Ah. I see, you are 'those trainees' aren't you? The ones who came back after the backyard incident, the strays, or what's what everyone's been calling you guys." He snorted. "Special circumstances indeed. All right, everyone, weapons out, take a stretch first, breathe deeply, and get used to being up at these ungodly hours. I'll give you guys a few minutes to get warmed up before we really get the party started." 

 

A small wave to Jordan, and a smirk for Leon. Bix was just given mental stares and glares of 'yeah up yours'.
At his a**.
No Dis.
Spoil sport.

Aside from Dis and Bix, the cool air was starting to give him goose bumps. Rubbing his hands, Marcus shrugged at Leon's question. "No idea. My guess would be they slept in. Can't really blame them." Especially considering how he'd crashed after filling out the report. Something Ben said though-
"Bedridden?" He'd been up the other day. "We say him in class but he hardly looked bedridden. His hair was s**t but he didn't look like he was the type to be bedridden." oops. Maybe saying the hunter's hair was s**t. OH WELL.

"Anyway", just breeze over that please, "What do you mean- Oh Morning Gale." Congrats you all were discovering Marcus could be a morning person. "I am going to make a shot in the dark, but I think that we're going to have to used to morning." A smile. "Store away some coffee before bed. It'll help."

Bix flashed Gale a smile, his friend seeming pretty miserable. He was about to open his mouth when Leon summoned his chainsaw and started to rev it. His winced visibly and his smile fell when the noise ripped into the morning air. It reminded him of when his dad would decide to cut firewood in the early morning hours only a few yards away from his bedroom window. Bix, despite being good in the morning, found no reason for it to be noisy.

Mornings should be peaceful.

He didn't quite appreciate that their group of hunters was already known and had a a questionable nickname. The other guys seemed to have the questioning covered though. Bix simply sidled nearer to Gale and idly ran his hands over the feathers on his bow.