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Dakota had a rude awakening one morning as he looked at the layout of the dorm rooms. In his attempt to claim a territory to himself, he realized that not only had he done so but, isolated himself from the rest of the community around him.

"I'm ******** Pluto man! A moon cast off from neptune and sent into the deep tresses of space. Where once I was a planet, I AM NOW NOT EVEN REMEMBERED AS SUCH." He lamented before rolling on his bed, bouncing out to look out his hallway.

Yes his hallway.



Cause not a single hunter was even nearby.



Nobody would hear him, nobody would see the s**t he would do, he thought as he ignored Chama.

It was goddamn perfect set up....
And he knew just how to pull off a little get together for the hunters he come to adore. His own team needed a little get together after all. Don't ask him how he got all the numbers. Moonies ALWAYS had the numbers of other Moonies.









He hesitated on the last person to text only because well...She was a special case. Clearing his throat at the sudden guilt that trudged up in his neck, he sent a final text Miss Rainbow Socks of 2011/12



Grinning, Dakota pulled out the small Ipod he got from Christmas and the small speaker set. It wasn't loud but at least they'd have something to listen in the background. Satisfied, he waited.

"Don't ask don't tell?" Wash looked at his phone bleakly.

That was an awfully supicious phrase to use, given they were in a military organization. Unbidden, his concern blossomed into near-panic. Did he...Did he join the gay hunter group? Did someone fail to mention that the title 'Moon Hunter' was a double entendre? Were there rainbows in his future? I mean, ok, he liked Marcus alright, but not like THAT. Besides, didn't he have a lady? Was that just a cover?!

He sighed heavily. He was being ridiculous - but after recent events, it was sort of understandable. Unfortunately, he didn't have any goodies to bring - his first mission wasn't happening till later in the week. But still... Not wanting to seem antisocial, he grabbed his coat and headed out the door.

Oh, this ought to be good.


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To his relief, he rounded the corner just as Marcus was commenting on 'picking up chicks'. Good, but - he glanced around the hall as he made his way over to the pair - there were no chicks in sight. He grimaced a little. He must be a rather disappointing show then, if that was the expectation.

"Hey," he said in what he hoped was a friendly voice, "What's this briefing about? And-" he glanced at their faction leader, "ooh, is that pizza?"

His stomach gurgled noisily.

Most colourful socks.

Was it possible to have socks more colourful than rainbow and polkadot socks? Apparently when Julie came skipping down the hallways with polkadot rainbow unicorn socks, it really was possible to have too much colour. Way too much colour.

In addition to her rainbow hairclips, she was also wearing some heart-shaped ones, because one could never be too early for the next available holiday: yes, she was one of those target customers that ever Wal-mart sought for.

The moon hunter practically stopped skipping, as the cogs in her head began to turn, and immediately made a beeline for one single person in the crowd, running almost comically in a sort of dramatic slow motion. "HIIIIIIIIIIII JOHHHHHHHHN!" She didn't wait for Marcus to start running. "It's nice to see all the Moon Hunters assembled together, I even brought us a fun mission to do for the party!"

Fun. Mission. Suddenly, everything made sense.

"I'm not so sure i will ever get used to such a erratic sleep schedule." Ceres grumped back at Marcus, giving him a nod in greeting at the same time. Moving closer in to the room she shuffled off to the side, choosing to stay closer to the outskirts and not directly in the center.

And then she showed up. Eyes flying wide, she soon found herself wide awake and tense. Eyes quickly scanned the room, searching out for anything out of place. The assistant would not get the slip on her this time.... no. She would rather not have another episode of 'special' brownie monster V2. The nervous laugh to her side allowed her to relax... if only slightly. It seemed she was not the only one nervous around Julie. Oddly enough that meant she could let her guard down a little.

Ceres would not eat anything Julie brought... or touched. Maybe even breathed on.

"....Who is John? And... mission?"

Dakota grinned as he smelled the heavenly scent of Pizza.

"Hey Boss and no sadly, Petra is taken in our division and Ceres well...." She was a friend after all. "As much as I'd like to have a pick up chicks party, maybe next time. When we have more chicks?"

He looked at the newcomer before smiling. He hadn't met this moonie yet. "Sup stranger? Name's Dakota and well, This briefing is part getting to know each...."

And then she came. Ceres was a brilliant hue of red and anger as she came over, dropping a duffel of soda. Poor Dakota did what he did best.

"Ceres Babe, Even in the morning you shine brighter then the sun. And come bearing gifts, almost like the sun goddess herself." Dakota grin faded before he saw her.

Oh god. Anything he had to say died in his throat in a moment.

"J...Julie."



TO BE NICE, I DIDN'T THINK SHE'D COME omg. The socks...and the clips. How did she manage it all. How did she get past the normal...

"Mission? No no Julie. This is a party. A party." He waved his hands.