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Perhaps sending Deryk away wasn't the best idea. Robert had sat, sullen, trying to explain to Madison that he was just fine thanks, and not in any trouble, while an entire case of beer sat in front of him. He'd been left alone to drink them without thinking, and then at some point he couldn't think about anything. But he knew this feeling, and he understood when it was time to stop. He was just surprised at the amount that it had taken..

Caelius was a bit of a lightweight.

Out of boredom, and perhaps a little loneliness, he started plucking through Caelius' texts. He knew he shouldn't, or at least, he'd known he shouldn't, but right now shouldn't meant very little to him. Some of the texts were actually pretty interesting - requests for promotion, particularly. He chuckled at the names as he scrolled through, and passed one in particular before backtracking frantically. Was it really already time for Reine to become an intermediate?! Robert could have sworn she'd just awoken days ago.. but no, it had been months. She'd been back in his life for months, and now she was headed up the ranks, like a train that would never stop.

A train destined to crash.

Robert's heart contracted painfully, and he flipped back to open a new text, typing with determination.

Reading that message felt so good. It was like angels were singing from on high - he could almost hear them. He closed the phone and stood with quick determination, storm out of the cafeteria and waving a friendly wave to Allan as he passed the man. He was a good guy, that Allan. He was so glad that guy was in charge of his friends.

It took him several minutes of hard, fast, and yet still wobbly walking, until he was nearing Caelius' door. It was still just as much a shock to see him standing there waiting at the door, as it was the first time he'd seen his own body. Despite the ridiculous way he wore his clothes, and the gunk he'd shoved into Robert's hair, he had to admit - he was one sexy beast.

"Hello, handsome." 'Caelius' muttered quietly as he passed the man right by and entered the room of his own volition. This time, he didn't sit at the desk. No, he wanted to be as close to Caelius' good side as he could get, for the moment. This was important.

Robert turned around, and stood face to face with his own body. Well, to be fair, he stood face to neck, but he tilted his head up enough, and gave Caelius a very serious look.

"Sir, I want to perform Reine's promotion mission. I will remain inc.. inco.. I will continue to pretend I am you to the best of my ability, and I want you there to be with her, and make sure she doesn't get hurt and s**t. That's all I want. And then I will come back here with you, and sit down in a chair, and literally say absolutely nothing for the whole day, and sign your stupid papers, and do whatever you want."

His breath stank of alcohol, but he was sober enough to sound serious about his demand. "And I'll be good." He was already drunk, the amount of trouble he could get into from this point onward could only exponentially grow. In his mind, it was actually a damn good offer.

"You misunderstand." Robert was a lot more capable drunk, than sober. It didn't take a man like Caelius to pick up on that. It was easier for Robert to be serious when his mind was swirling with metaphysical thinkings and emoness. He continued to explain with a straight face, even as he started texting Reine - which meant he didn't think no was an option at this point. He'd already said yes by now..

"I get that there's no guarantee of immediate promotion. If she ******** up, she don't deserve it. That's only fair - I ain't trying to get her some special circumstances.. except one."

He closed the phone after sending the text, and all of a sudden, 'Caels' face broke out into a bright smile.

"I want you to do it with her."

It was getting really easy now ignoring Robert, which was really ignoring himself. Caelius tried that calming exercise by counting that the Life Labs Mental Health and Support Clinic insisted he at least try, because of that other thing, his temper thing. It was actually working out pretty well today.

He waited for Robert to step out before closing the door, taking a second to lock it securely again due to a reasonable case of paranoia and suspicion, before heading down to the training fields. The Life trainee in question was already waiting for them: Caelius simply walked straight towards her.

"Follow me." It was probably rather strange for some of the Hunters on the training field to see 'Robert' leading 'Caelius' and less so much Reine, but when had the Death Hunter leader actually given a ******** about what others thought. They didn't stop until they were in front of the only unoccupied training course, the Miss Taken Tower. "This exercise should be simple enough."

He chanced a glare at Robert, as if expecting them to say anything stupid any second now.

"Yes, sir." Admittedly there were questions in her mind, like what Robert was doing here, but all of that didn't matter as much as the fact that Caelius seemed back to his usual decent self. She looked up at him, her eyes as bright as his were cold, almost excited now that it turned out to be her promotion mission, and not.. the production of a missile

It took a little while more for her to realise that Robert, however, was his not-usual decent self. She squinted at him, the hint of a frown on her face, but she could question him later. Maybe Petra was knocking some sense into him, but she had no idea if it was really for better or worse, considering he looked..

Interesting.

Nodding towards Caelius respectfully, Reine grabbed Robert by the arm, and dragged him into the training course. She could do this, she couldddd. Even with Robert with her.

Ten.... eleven... twelve....

- He took a deep breath and gave the door closing behind them from the tower the longest and hardest look of both hatred and suffering, which probably meant that Robert just looked partially constipated.

Thirteen.... Fourteen....

And then Caelius suddenly remembered that he couldn't summon Robert's weapon, at all. <******** only reason he had not stepped out of the tower then and there was because of the hundreds of <******** shadow mobs poised for attack. He paced himself rather quickly through the first wave. Technically, he could still make it weaponless, as he had learned from experience a long time ago, as long as they got to the traps stage, preferably in one piece.

There was absolutely no hard feelings to Robert or Reine, or anyone whatsoever as he scraped by the second part of the shadow run. At this point, he was actually wondering if stepping onto all the tiles at the Deathsweeper section would at least put him out of his misery. There was a good chance they hadn't changed the trigger codes in half the locations any way.