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Since it had been quite a long time since she'd bothered to try a training course (that whole, avoiding society as much as possible thing and all), Abbi figured that it was a new year! It was time to really take herself seriously if she ever expected to make it to full hunter status! Sure that was years from now and yeah ok maybe she had been a truly terrible trainee, but that was ok! There was always time for improvement, like she was planning now!
Cheered by her own pep talk, the teen made her way toward the training grounds, not at all sure which she would take but figuring she'd decide once she got there.
"I did the jenga one with Jack and the tower one with Miss Cass and..." Talking out loud to herself as she walked, the girl stopped in the middle of the hallway to hold up two fingers.
"Two?! I've seriously only done two?!"

Since no one was in the hallway to see her, the teen bent at the middle to let her arms hang down in despair, her pose full on screaming that she was moping about herself.
"I am the worst Hunter ever in the history of hunters. How did I make it this far? How did I even make it past the first... Thing where they weeded out the ones who were weak? Ughhhhh!" Both hands flew up to press against her face in woe, the teen quite openly wallowing.

A bit longer the teen bemoaned her lot in life, complete with holding her temples and dramatically swinging from one side of the hallway to the other. Of course, no good pity party could be accomplished about one's achievements without mentioning other faulty qualities regarding oneself. Which was, unfortunately, the little tirade that Milo happened to walk in on.
"Uhhh when will my hair turn pretty? Its so orange when will it be really red!?" Was her current rant right before he spoke, which once he did, Abbi was quite grateful she had not decided, at that moment, to lament amount her lack of extra padding in certain areas, as it were.
With a tiny noise she jumped into the air and whirled to face the voice which she had not seen approach, hands coming to press against her mouth to stop the scream that tried to leave her. There was always someone at Deus, she was not allowed to be startled by someone else occupying the same hallway as she.

"Wahi-whadda what?" The girl asked first, furrowing her eyebrow for a moment. The person stepped closer and she switch to a smile, waving excitedly.
"Milo! Mee-lo! Milo?" Uhhh which one was it? Why did she think it was pronounced differently?
Regardless of pronunciation she skipped the last distance that separated them with gusto, jumping into the spot she would stand in next to him, grinning all the while.
"What's up, champ?" There was more to be said, but before she could think of it, Abbi blinked rapidly and looked up at the boy. There was something tickling the edges of her memory and she couldn't quite name it... They had only met a few times before, right? Why did she feel she knew him better than that?

"Which do you like better?" She asked with a dopey grin, rising up on tip toes to poke at his shoulder with a laugh. It wasn't until she had rocked back onto her heels that she realized that was very forward and nearly lost her balance trying to figure out where her sudden bravado had come from. For a moment her face flushed, but she smiled again when he mentioned training.
"Yeah that's why I'm here too! To see if I can do some cool training or something!" Her fists clenched together and punched into the air along with a few bunny hops. When she landed she nodded excitedly at his offer and took off ahead of him, darting back and forth across the hallway that led to the training arena.

While she ran, Abbi tried her best to piece together this familiarity with Milo, turning back as she got toward the end to run straight back up to him.
"We only met like... Twice, right?" She asked, skipping a circle around him before she tripped back to stand in front of him.
"Did... Did you have a weird dream during New Years?" Was that it?

Maybe its the arm that goes out to keep her safe, or the way he shrugs off what his name preference is, as though its an old argument she knows has no clear answer. Maybe it isn't either of those, maybe it isn't anything but the fact that she searched around her mind long enough and wiggled past the block Viveca so poorly tried to set up that she figures it out, but finally Abbi remembers the texts at the New Year's party, and more importantly, everything she had thought when she'd sent them.
"You... You were there too! We... We texted!" Anything else he said, about a girl he didn't know or the others on the island being there, all of it was totally ignored. Instead the girl flushed and took a step back, a finger raised to point at him, then between them. "In that world... We dated.."

{ Oh, Jack in all the seven hells... }
No! No this was important! ...Maybe?
Abbi was confused, should she be... Upset? Or not? They had had a mutual break up in that other world, but should she still be hurt? How did one do not honest relationships in other worlds?
"Err... Um... I'm not... Sure how to feel?" Her head tilted to one side before she frowned down at the ground. Why was this even a big deal? Did it have to be?
"This is weird."

Perhaps someone less observant might have missed the strange sadness that passed Milo's face, but Abbi had decided perhaps taking just a small peek at him might help her figure how she was supposed to feel. But she had a habit of noticing things and is quick to pick up on the stricken look on the boys face, however momentary. Made bold by their time together, the girl stepped forward and took his hand to give it a quick squeeze. She didn't say anything, for once, and instead gave him a long look that she finished with a small smile.
In a flash she let go of his hand, only to find him grasping her shoulder. A squeak and small jump were her immediate reply before she dissolved into an embarrassed laugh.
"I guess so! This place sure is Freaky Friday to the max!" Another laugh, especially when he began to launch into a speech. Unable to help herself, the girl clenched both her hands together too, looking as determined as she could as she listened.

"Yeah! We don't have to date cause that was some other life and I don't even know you-- I mean you're cute and stuff-- But yeah! Training is a great way to strengthen the bonds of friendship!" So maybe someone had watched an inspirational anime or two... Still the girl laughed again and grabbed his hand once more to pull him toward the start of the training field.
"Yup! I've done one where I played Jenga and it was so, so hard! And then I saved a Princess from a tower! This one seems pretty straight forward though! Chop down and keep goin'! Let's do it!" Abbi let go of his hand to rush a few steps ahead and summon her scythe, sure to give it a good swing, for limbering up purposes and definitely not to show off.
With another laugh and smile, the teen gestured to her sorta new friend.
"You do any of them?" Was all she shouted before she launched herself forward into the arena. With a quick swipe-swipe-twirl sort of move she mowed down four shadowlings and took a moment to look proud of herself.

As much as she wanted to touch on the subject of his sad face, the teen understood, even in a small way she can't quite grasp at fully, that this is a conversation left for a better time. She wants to ask now, to be nosey and to know why he is sad. It doesn't make sense, not when she has known him in that other world to be an incredibly cheerful person, but Abbi is not ready to push yet, especially when she honestly doesn't know him. So she lets it go and says nothing.

An appreciative "oooooooh" leaves her as he summons his weapon. It is unlikely that she will ever be unimpressed with other people's weapons and today is no exception.
"You're a Sun, right?" The scythe is used to point in the general direction of his coat. "I bet you'll beat me super easy at this, then!"
All the more she puffs at his praise and tries to look bashful, but the next wave approaches and Abbi cannot help herself. With an over the top flourish she began to strike, careful to add in a combo move or two for extra shadow defeating.
"Naahhhh... I'm pretty bad at fighting, honestly!" Says the girl who just mowed down five shadowlings like it was nothing. Modesty, thy name is not Abbi.

Once again the girl "ooooooh" and "ahhhh"d for Milo's twirl, laughing good naturedly.
"Isn't being a Sun kinda tough? You guys gotta fight like, all the time, right?" Was now the time for friendly conversation? Of course.
If the Sun's training course was any indication, their jobs were tough. But surprisingly, Abbi found herself enjoying the rush of having to constantly be on her toes. It was a nice change of pace to expect a wave of attacks like this and know they could be stopped with a simple swing of her scythe. Made the whole course easier to handle, and certainly way better than stupid Jenga blocks.
"Yeah! Defense and all! Though, yanno, they're always talking about meat shields in the meetings..." She laughed and clipped a shadow that drew too close. "I am way too tiny to be anyone's meat shield..."

For a moment she grew quiet as she stepped back and tried to fend off another wave but found her swing too high, managing only to hit two this time. Not as impressive, but at least she wasn't out of the game yet!
"Wahine? What's that? Is it like... I-D-K!"