Welcome to Gaia! ::

He’d woken up, gotten his weapon, donned his new jacket and scarf, and survived a sort of zombie apocalypse all in one day. Not bad, he thought, for his first day. Now that Haruko was back, her charm-form dangling from his hand, Shiloh felt at ease, surprised by how quickly he’d gotten attached to the voice inside his head.

He meandered his way back to his dorm, eager to get back to his meager belongings, and more importantly his clothes.

But as he approached his room, he couldn’t help but notice the door across the hall was open. Curiously he peeked in, and delightedly he realized, spotting its occupant, that the room belonged to the trainee who had been at his awakening.

Grinning, Shiloh knocked gently on the doorframe, standing unembarrassed in only duck print boxers and his ducky boots.

“Hey-o!”

Shiloh squeaked as the he was yanked into the room, staring confusedly at Quinn. His own hair was loose, falling unkempt around his shoulders. The hunter looked more like he’d just gotten out of bed, rather than gotten back from a rather impromptu mission, during which he had found himself rather useless without his weapon. Though, to be perfectly honest, he wasn’t sure even having Haruka would have helped, he was still so new at everything.

“I’m not naked,” he argued, pointing at his lower half. “I’ve got boxers on, they’re covering the important bits! Besides, it’s all I had… Woke up on the couch and had one heck of a time, let me tell you. But still, not naked.”

“No, I don’t think so,” Shiloh said, itching his head idly as he thought about it. He glanced around Quinn’s dorm, which was indeed clean. Shiloh’s own room was much the same; after all it was fairly difficult to make a mess with so few belongings.

“Just wrong place, wrong time I suppose. Definitely wasn’t prepared for it.”

"It would have been different if you'd had me," came the girlish voice inside his head, and Shiloh clutched the key-chain in his hand a little tighter, nodding imperceptibly. “Wouldn't have needed to hide.”

"I'm not really sure how it happened, just that I woke up on a couch in one of the halls and didn't remember who I was. There was a bunch of other people, and then some unsettling little creatures that turned into one large ball of unsettling creatures... It was certainly a wake-up call."

Shiloh watched as Quinn began to search through his things, staring curiously as the other man produced a pair of jeans, and held them out to him.

"Oh, I- Well, hm, okay, thank-you," Shiloh answered, not sure if he should bring up that his room was just across the hall, and so were all of his pants. Taking the offered jeans from Quinn, he decided not to worry about it. After all, Quinn had been nice enough to offer, and he'd probably figure out the room thing soon enough on his own... Not to mention the jeans looks pretty comfy.

He bent over and pulled off his boots, leaving them heaped on the floor as he shimmied into the jeans. They were pretty close in fit, the extra length didn't really matter as put his boots back on and messily tucked the jeans into the tops of his 'duckies'.

"Better?" he asked, smiling broadly at Quinn.