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 Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 6:02 pm
The text message had gone out to all Sun Trainees, from either Jerry or Bix's phone, depending on who had the number. MEET IN THE FIELD. IMPORTANT MISSION. Regardless of the after effects the severe doses of Joy now suddenly drained from their systems left everyone, it would seem Jerry would not be thwarted by feelings of emptiness and exhaustion and slight nausea. Countless cups of coffee and a couple shots of bourbon, and he was GOOD TO GO. He hadn't given Bix the opportunity to actually protest his game plan while the division leaders were all away. They had been left in charge, and Jerry knew *exactly what needed to be done.* He had carted out onto the field several pillows, his guitar, the harmonica Harrison had given him, the kazoos and tambourine from Deryk, and the smile of a man who had spent his life battling empty feelings and dismay and sensations of burn-out with a smile and a song. "Hey!" He called out to those who were unfortunate enough to answer the cellphone text, "Everyone form a circle! Sit, sit!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 6:07 pm
Bix rushed to the field to find that not only did Jerry beat him there but he'd also made a pit stop or two to pick up supplies.
What the hell is this? Mina hissed.
"What... is going on Jerry?" Bix tried to act cool, eyeing the pillows and tamborines. "You have a plan? Mind sharing maybe? We are doing this together. You know.. division unity and stufff? Sharing the responsibility?"
He was looking at Jerry like he was holding a loaded gun but the gun was actually a deadlier weapon, A GUITAR.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 6:12 pm
"An IMPORTANT lesson everyone needs to know," Jerry said as though his plan was not wrapped in self indulgence. "About keeping your nerve in a tight spot. We're intermediate now, we need to pass on our wisdom to the lower ranks!" And flash off their stripes a bit, perhaps.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 6:15 pm
Bix picked up a pillow and squeezed it in his hands but hadn't grabbed any sort of instrument. "I know you are going a million miles a minute and maybe I am not quiiiiite there yet with you... but that wasn't much of an answer to my question. What sort of tight spot involves pillows and uhh.. recorders? Hey i played one of these in like second grade..."
He also hadn't SEEN one since second grade.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 6:40 pm
"Kazoos," Jerry corrected him, glancing at the time on his cell phone, praying people would answer the call. "And I can just make do with what I have. Deryk was so nice to have given me all that stuff for Christmas! Y'know, I should invite him too, just in case." And he quickly worked on a text message, completely dodging answers once again. Blade Kuroda HEY Sun meeting in the practice field, we're using those things you gave us you should join us!
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 7:31 pm
"So what's going on here?" Deryk asked as he walked in the practice field. He was still confused as to what Jerry was talking about, until he saw the kazoos. Ok, maybe this wasn't all that important after all. Rubbing his head, he was going to ask another thing, but then his phone went off again.
Checking his text this time, it was from Robert. To meet in the life labs.
".."
Why would he be needed at the life labs? Blinking, he looked up at Jerry.
"Uh sorry. Looks like I'm needed somewhere quick. Have fun with kazoos?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:38 pm
Jeremy stared at the text that Jerry sent him. If it was an important mission, why was Jerry telling him about it? He could count more important people on his---well, every appendage he had. All the appendages. Regardless the Sun Hunter showed up, arms folded behind his head and a lollipop in his mouth as always.
"...Is it play or nap time?" He grinned through the bafflement that came with seeing kazoos, tambourines, pillows and a guitar. "...I...kind of think we need a fire pit too. And shawls with tassels. OH MARSHMELLOWS!" Bix received a grin and a nod, taking a seat where ever Jerry ushered him too.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 8:49 pm
" ... What in the world, Jerry?" Jordan mostly just looked confused. "What's going on?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 10:10 pm
Having received a text of an important mission (always important, never not important) Kat made haste towards the meeting area.
On arrival, she stood there, confused at the sight before her. Pillows and..music instruments..? What? Hesitating a moment, she cleared her throat and gave a small wave. "Sorry, am I in the wrong place..?" Just to be sure, she checked who had sent her the text. Nope--Jerry was the sender. What exactly was this about?
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 11:11 pm
Tedan raised a brow slightly at the text message he got from Bix, wondering what in the world was going on. Wasn't it normally the higher-ups or whatever that sent these things? Oh but ... well, he knew that Bix had been promoted so ... eh whatever. The only way to find out what was going on was to show up.
Grabbing his coat from where it had fallen onto the floor, Tedan pulled it on and headed out to the practice field. When he got there, though, he stopped for a moment, staring. "Uh ... " Why were there pillows? And random instruments? "Does this mission have something to do with sing-a-longs?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 5:29 am
OH GOOD. OTHER PEOPLE.
Bix was about to scramble to the newbie guy, Deryk, for help but it seemed his own squad beckoned him. The albino hunter stood helpless for several minutes it took for the other trainees to arrive. He just watched as Jerry fussed over the arrangement of pillows and even distribution of kazoos.
The arrival of the others was a slow trickle but he was grateful to see them. Perhaps they could help? He certainly didn't think having a musical sit-in was what the elder hunters meant by 'taking charge' and especially not for the Sun Hunters.
"Hey guy... whats up..." Normal happy jokey formalities flew right out the window as Bix launched into explanation. "So they higher ups are all away. They went on a mission. ALL OF THEM." He made that pointedly clear.
"So Jerry and myself are currently in charge." There was a certain dismay in his voice. Despite his knack for taking charge under pressure, he never willingly sought out being any type of authority.
"Jerry seems to have some sort of plan for us but he's yet to share it with me." His eyes darted from face to face with a sort of 'HELP!' expression.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 9:13 am
"Ah! I was worried people wouldn't show up but WELCOME WELCOME!!" Jerry beamed as the trickle of fellow Sun trainees seemed to change the subject from Bix's anxiety nicely. "Jordan! Fiver! Er... Miss!" He didn't know the lovely new young Sun lady, but she and Jeremy received an excited greeting all the same, "Have a seat for now! Excellent, excellent," Still grinning far too enthusiastically for that time of day after that amount of Joy-withdraw, he hefted his guitar and struck a chord.
"NOW! I haven't been a Hunter terribly long, but longer than some I suppose," He reached up to give a proud tap to the stripes on his collar, "And let me tell you, it is fairly STRESSFUL being a Sun hunter! Very stressful in some cases, ahahaha, and so when given this opportunity, I figured it was a perfect time to spread a little lesson to all of you! Bix, grab that tambourine-"
Another chord. A switch up. And then the rhythm kicked in...
"There are demons in the shadows
Who creep and kill and fright-
We'll bring those monsters to the gallows
but they will put up a big fight....!"
Strummastrummastumma-
"WATCHOUT! Here we come!
WATCHOUT! Here comes the Sun!"
Yes, he was really doing this.
"They might burn us,
They might bite us,
They might curse and scratch and claw!
But we won't stop,
we won't rest
Until we've gone and killed them all!
EVERYONE NOW!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 9:55 am
"Hey!" Jeremy said to each new arrival in turn; aside from Jerry, Bix and Jordan he didn't know anyone. But that...was entirely his fault, really.
"Sorry, dude." He caught the HELP ME signals from Bix, but he didn't know how to fix it; he could, however, apologize. Most questions were answered when Jerry started the little meeting, and then...the song started. Golden eyes stared dumbfounded, and then...
EVERYONE NOW!
...You have got to be---
Jeremy twitched, looked around, then down at his lap...and suddenly straightened, one hand in a fist against his chest and the other raised as though he were about to sing a really deep meaning love song.
"THERE ARE CREEPS IN THE SHADOWS
WHO ARE DEMONS THAT FRIGHT AND KILL
AND WE'LL FIGHT AND WATCH OUT ---"
There was more, but it was clear he didn't know what the hell the lyrics were.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 10:41 am
Jordan crossed his arms over his chest and stared flatly at Jerry. Between JOY withdrawal and terminal embarrassment at actually having been singing in public with witnesses lately, there was absolutely no way he was doing this.
Party pooper.
Ferros, I swear to God if you start in on me about the singing ...
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 11:05 am
Bix watched the response from the others. Most seemed in complete disbelief with the exception of Jeremy who seemed to suddenly leap into it.
Bix started to hum the tune but then not seeing other people join he sort of fell silent, awkwardly silent.
You are supposed to be leading. You are in charge here. That twit over there isn't capable of leading a nightMare to water.
"Ahh uhh.. Jerry hey.. Jerry.." The other was just singing. Was he not loud enough? "JERRY!!"
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