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[TheBiggerFish]

"O-oh. N-nothing, just w-waiting for the f-food."
She smiles, looking a little less ill.

"You sure?  You still don't look that good...You want some help with it?"

[Shadestyle]

The Donchaka Tribe are Guided by the Almighty to Scavenge the area once more, this time wiht the great one's guidance.

Assuming the ship is still in the station, the Entirety of the Donchaka Tribe begin to scavenge, working up a marching beat as they patrol the entirety of the station for interesting things and useful things.


Dackly Checks the ice cream to see if it has any special consumable effects.

[Sanure]

Dackly and Gozer make epic Ice cream. It is tasty.

Shiro appears to be looking over Dackly's Shoulder from behind.

[Shadestyle]

"Greetings. Have we met?" Dackly says, her voice modulator making her seem much more mysterious than she really is as she stirs the ice cream.  While it seems she noticed him, Gozer actually subtly tapped her on the shoulder.

[Sanure]

"Most likely not. My name is Shiro."

[Shadestyle]

"I'm Dackly." She says.

"I'm Gozer, and she is trying to sound serious."

"Goozeerr!  I was all mysterious for a minute there..." She whines.

She fixes her sight on Shiro.

"Whachu want ShiBro?"

[Sanure]

"I was exploring the vessel. My name is Shiro by the way." She seems to be correcting Dackly.

[Shadestyle]

"Ahh, well, you have explored your way into my domain, Truman, the baketorium."

"She means Shiro, and the Kitchen, respectively."

Dackly Puts a finger to Gozer, shushing him repeatedly and panickedly.

[Sanure]

"I see." Shiro then turns around and walks out. She seemed awfully cold...

[Shadestyle]

"Clearly a result of my icecream."

Gozer lifts Dackly by the bad-snek bar on her armor, carrying her to Shiro to apologise.

"Now what do you say to people whose names you mispronounced on purpose?"

"Why is that bar even on here?!"

...

"Sorry Shiro."

[Projeck37]

As Chryssa, Ian, Anna and the others left the headmaster's office, they would see another figure, leaning against the wall: that of another of the Hunters in training, Chartre Alcole who was currently leaning against the wall. He had short, slightly mussed and quite bright chartreuse hair, pale-ish skin, and a long, sharply-creased turquoise shirt, which paired with near-formal khaki slacks to be almost regal in normal circumstances, an effect aided by the saber sheathed at his hip. But right now, the student was leaning there, head tilted up as he drained a draught from the silver flask in his hand, taking a long sip of whatever liquor it holded.

Then he opened one green eye and looked at the small group, immediately recognizing his former teammate Chryssa, and yanked away the flask, bursting into a fit of surprised coughing and spilling a bit of what he had been drinking. He covered his mouth and coughed for a few more seconds, then stared at Chryssa, before finally speaking: "Chr-Chryssa? You're not disappeared...?"

"Miss me?"
Chryssa gave a nervous laugh.

[Sanure]

Falu waves to Chartre, but sticks behind Chryssa.

[Powder Miner]

Chartre lightly returned the waves from Falu and Gale, and then smiled relievedly as he talked to Chryssa. "Well... yeah, I guess. I'd gone to thinking it was just gonna end up being me and Carran left out of C4, but seeing you pop up again... it's a relief. C3 is still a lot better than C2, after all..." Chartre sighed and his mouth twisted a bit. "It's a shame that now that has to be swept away by the school apparently closing now, too, but I'm still glad to see you really haven't vanished." He raised his flask back to his lips at that, and, shrugging, took another swig.

[Projeck37]

"Chartre, friend, I don't know what you've been drinking, but C4 has been gone since Cordo died... don't you remember? I reformed into Team FLCN with Falu, Lexus and Nia. That was three years ago... but yeah, damn shame our school's closing... and to think I just got back..." Chryssa rubs her temples. "What do you guys say to us going to hunt down Morana, once and for all?"

[Sanure]

Chryssa feels a rather large hand settle on her shoulder, "The answer to that is a no. You, Falu, Chartre, Ian, Anna, and Gale will be heading together to Anna's home, chaperoned by Professor Jet. She has business to take care of there and you all will be going with her. Is that understood?" He doesn't look mad at least.