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Somehow or the other, Before managed to shuffle his way from the infirmary to his quarters. His mind was a complete blank throughout most of the walk, which was good and exactly what the Life Hunter trainee needed to remain semi-functional. Once he was inside the privacy of his room, the first place he headed for was not the bed, but the writing desk. He tore out a sheet of paper, uncaring of the messy jagged edges, uncapped a felt-tip pen and hasitly scribbled:


Yanking just enough tape from the dispenser, the trainee opened his door and stuck the handwritten sign on his door. Obviously indicating he didn't want company for some time because he had very important things to do. Namely process his feeeeeelings about s**t that went down in the Gym and in that canyon. Before didn't even make it to the bed before he simply laid himself down, teal eyes wide open, staring at nothing in particular as he curled in on himself.

He was... quiet. Too quiet for Before's usually animated behavior. So quiet no one would have thought the room might was occupied. So quiet in fact that he didn't see the need to remember to lock his door but oh well, hindsight is 20/20 and Before obviously didn't have the right prescription glasses for it.

Jude had gotten out of the shower and wasn't ready to go rest in bed yet feeling the urge to just simply wander a bit. The urge brought him to stop in front of Before's door as he stared at the sign that seemed to just have angst seeping out of it and it honestly kind of made him rather annoyed - no worse - it pissed him off. His hands formed fists as he reached up and tore the sign down crumpled it up and tossed it over his shoulder.

They had no time for pity parties.

Opening the door rather forcefully he stepped in, "Up we go. We're goin' for a little walk, Sunshine." Jude said primly as he wandered over toward Before's bead already reaching for the young Hunter's arm. While Jude was a believer in 'alone' time he didn't believe in it for someone that was as ... social as Before seemed to be. The idea of leaving the rather depressed Hunter alone with his thoughts and other feelings seemed like a rather huge mistake. A mistake he didn't intend to let go unchecked.

"Upity-up." He insisted firmly.

Before was very much content to wallow in the angsty soup he was making all for himself. It consisted mostly of reliving the events in the Gym, the events that led to Gale's near-death, the events in the Couch room, and of course against that ******** not-Aria b***h. The scenes played in his head over and over and over and over with little to no variations. Of course there may have been som exaggerations and embellishments but Before never claimed to have photographic memory.

Just enough of one to burn all his failings and pathetic moments in clear high definition for him to constantly beat himself up with. God, why was he so useless? And terrible? And-

"Up we go. We're going for a little walk, Sunshine."

Before growled automatically. He was in no mood for company and tried to become even more dead weight.

"Upity-up."

Whoever it was, they weren't taking no for an answer. With narrowed eyes, Before turned to face the intruder (who was surprisingly strong enough to actually get him to his feet), "What are you doing? Didn't you read the sign?" his tone was cold and serious and devoid of the usual good nature and silly humor most people associated with Before.