Welcome to Gaia! ::

Although Peyton had headed out that afternoon in the direction of the training field she never managed to make it there. Instead she'd settled against the thick truck of some old tree that was about midway to her destination. It was shady there, and considering how hard the sun was beating down on the island that day, quite a bit cooler. There was a book open on one of her knees, and her elbow was resting on the other one, upturned palm cradling her chin as pale eyes slid across the pages.

She'd had to stop in the middle of a chapter the day before, and had planned to finish it once training was over, but the book's call was quite strong, and she'd been unable to resist it. The dummies could wait an hour or two, they weren't going anywhere. Peyton needed to know what the gobblers were up to, and what happened to Billy Costa's demon.

Because that was life or death information, and of crucial importance.

The book in question was The Golden Compass, and Peyton jumped when Melvin spoke, attention having been very narrowly directed down at the page she'd been reading. She stared up at the other hunter, the weapon in his hands, and realized she'd seen him before, but was having trouble placing any name with the face. Possibly whatever encounter there might have been had only been in passing. That seemed likely, Pey was usually really good with names.

With a thoughtful frown she rolled her eyes up into the branches of the tree before dropping her gaze, and a skeptical look, back on the Lifer. "Is that so?" Didn't Minipets die if they were out of the Life labs for too long? That seemed like something she had heard. Probably.

Very carefully she folded down the edge of the page she'd been on before closing the book and folding her hands over the cover. "You look like you're ready for a fight."