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It was a crisp almost clear day on the island. And with the return of his weapon who had been non-stop fretting over him, Dakota was feeling chipper. Relaxed even and somewhat a little less mourning doom and gloom.

In fact he sat with one of his favorite people who he had snatched, with a pile of juice boxes between them on the wall of the dorm rooms where dorm transferred to the walkways of the other buildings. It was a bit high up, but not so much that a jump down would kill their legs.

Added to that, it was the best place to see hunters walk by...including female hunters.

"What about that one Bro?" Dakota pointed the straw of his juice box at a pale blonde life huntress, "she's got a nice pair of legs..." yeah the legs were nice, Dakota thought...but she was a bit skinny. He turned to Otto for his opinion.

"Really? They say blondes are the wild ones~" Dakota sipped again, watching the pretty thing disappear with her long legs then peered his eyes at another pretty thing coming down.

This time she seemed to be of the Island variety, with thick black hair and wide hips...and butt.

Like...Boom...Boom. Damn.

"You know, I've never really seen a butt that literally makes a boom sound in my head but dude, that chick does when she walks." The juice straw was held between in his teeth as he demonstrated. "Boom boom" As one hand went up and fell, then the other would do it.

"Boom Boom"

He snorted.

Dakota shrugged, "The blondes have fun is what the girls think. Why you think so many have that fake coloring in their hair man? Its like they think by becoming blonde, they are epitome of fun." He snorted in his box.

They both seemed to watch the girl as she walked, the curves were yes..hypnotizing.

It was ruined by Otto's comment making the moon hunter almost snort his juice up his nose. He coughed and then laughed.

"Hah." He shook his head, "You know sometimes I see girls with these butts that act like..a ******** shelf you know? You could put a glass of water on it and it wouldn't move. I never understood the whole a** thing. I like eyes honestly." Dakota sat back. "Give me a bright big pair of eyes and I'd be a happy man."

"What do you look for in a girl bro? and if you tell me a good time...I'm going to have to agree..." he snickered, waiting for another girl to walk by. Instead they got a group of male hunters. Gross.

"Girls can be pretty dumb." Otto commented with a quirked brow. What did hair colour have to do with anything? He sighed and grabbed a second juice box.

Otto smirked lightly, fading soon after like most expressions that graced his features. "A nice a** is fine, but that's just distracting to a bad degree. I agree with ya on nice eyes though.." Even if he did tend to look at his feet when talking to girls too much.

His head tilted, brows furrowed as Dakota asked for his preferences. "Um.." What did he look for anyway? He didn't really look at all. Living a solitary life had dulled his senses. Otto had never once been 'on the prowl' so to speak. One girlfriend in his sparse romantic history was hardly experience.

Oh look, a distraction.

"Damn.." Otto commented as Clerise flounced about. "She's lookin' pretty fine today."

Candace strolled by next, dressed somewhat for the weather under her Hunter coat. Her attention was on her phone as she typed away at a text with a very happy smile on her face. She tried not to be in too much of a hurry as she walked but it was clear she was excited about wherever it was she was going.

She stopped only to check her hair and fix it before she continued on her way, not even noticing the two boys people watching nearby. Candace might have taken a short detour to join them for a few minutes..maybe.

"You say weird, I say necessary. We are in the pinacle of attractive people Otto, A guy has to have something to keep him from trying to woo them ALL." Dakota scoffed. With a juice box finished, he grabbed another and snickered. "Yeah man SCIENCE. You ever wonder if in like the pods they just...messed with our bodies so all our god attributes come out or something. I swear...if it wasn't attractive people...this island could be full of sex bunnies."

Yeah he knew all about the sexpolitics.

"I agree with you on that. the redhead thing..." Dakota's mind went to Molly and Clerise instead. Plus Molly had curves, a winning smile and a great personality. "Dude...you could totally do that. Look okay, I'm going to walk you through it. You start for a hug, you're about the right height just burrow your face in and then..." He shook his head and laughed, "I know Clerise Bro, She'd get a kick out of it. Your legal right?" RIGHT?

He sipped the juice as he watched Starbucks walk by and then choked on said juice at the mention of seeing her naked...from Otto.

"What the hell man!" He reached back over and drew him into a noogie, mussing his hair. "how the hell did you get so lucky to see Candace naked dude? The closest I got was like...a low cut v neck or something. I mean she's got like a nice collar area but NAKED?" Resulting in more noogies from the extreme jealousy of Otto.

"Sounds to me like ya gotta lot of time on yer hands." Otto remarked. Who had that much thought put towards wooing all the ladies of Deus anyway? Seemed tiring. His theory that the pods brought out the strongest traits kind of made sense. More science for thought. "Well.. most goings ons here kinda put a clamp on the libido half the time anyway." Otto commented. It was hard to think about romancing fellow hunters right after a mission or training session. A lot of blood, pain and tears. Unless pain got you off, but who was into that noise anyway?

"Dude, yer ******** nasty." Otto's nose scrunched up as Dakota continued to enact how to go about motorboating Clerise. Clerise felt more like a sister anyway. To Otto, it would be creepy. "Yeah, I am but.."

Sudden noogie.

"Augh! We were room mates for a bit after that Insanity Turkey attacked, dude! So I saw her change n stuff when I was wakin up." And suddenly Jerry. Otto's gaze flicked to the sorry looking excuse for a man, narrowing his eyes to try and see what he was doing. "Think that God gene theory is way off, bro. That or he got the bunked pod."

Rin wandered along slowly, she seemed to be busily writing something down in a large notebook and not looking where she was going at all so it may have seemed like she was tipsy and unable to walk an entirely straight line.

She was wearing her usual and despite a pause in her venture to double check what she wrote - was completely none the wiser to the lookie lous.