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Path of Courage
RAYLYN SANO-- HUNTER IN TRAINING


Raylyn rolled her eyes at Theryx’s comment towards her. Men really were clueless.
Still, she silently watched the meeting with Pyre. Sure, she wasn’t really included all of this, she didn’t count, she wasn’t even a hunter but…
Theryx’s speech was equally shit. Even she could see that.
Sure, he had a point but he didn’t even pretend to care. She knew better, of course. The whole “caring” thing was fake, a comfortable lie that everyone took because it made them feel better.
She guessed that maybe she shouldn’t be as harsh as she was. She was doing it too, after all.
Well…she also should figure out how to get a read on the newbies.
In the canteen she drew Theryx another withering glare before she slinked over to Asha and Tiziani.
"Hey,"
She greeted, voice falsely warm and friendly,
"You’re the newbies, right?"

She placed down a plate and pulled up a seat that she sat down in backwards, her palamute coming to sit beside her.
"’m Raylyn."



 
Asha, now more interested in her food than she was in bickering and complaining, regarded the girl with a glance as she sat down with her and Tizi. Passively, she wondered if she either just looked young and was a part of their unit, or if she was just sort of unofficially here.

Actively however, she wondered why she had come over to sit amongst the two rookies at the canteen.

Newbie - she couldn't wait to lose that title. Preferably soon.

"Yup. That's us."

She confirmed, noting the palamute companion that also came to join them.

"Asha, and that's Tizi. I think. We haven't really spoken much ourselves. Probably need to get around to that. Good a time as any I suppose?"
 
Tiziani glanced over at Asha, who had come to sit by next to her. She simply nodded, idly messing with her cutlery on a half-empty plate as her fellow rookie frustratedly complained to her about Theryx's behavior. Which surprisingly seemed to pick up her spirits, remembering that.. really only he seemed to feel that way and he was an outlier for it. At least she hoped he was the only one who felt that way.

"He was... a little bit off the wall there. I've heard better speeches be given to youths after getting scolded and forced to clean Popo dung for an entire day." She replied, finally continuing to dig into her food. Skewering some meat on her two-pronged fork, while having some cheese clumsily wrap itself around the meat until she felt it was good enough to be eaten. At least the canteen food was good, delightfully good, even.

Though the arrival of a new person next to them caught her attention. It was the young one she saw earlier! The one that was staring at Theryx.. last she remembered at least.. Maybe they're related? That would explain why she's here.

She'd give a nod to her name, noting the nickname already assigned to her. It wasn't particularly unusual for people to assign her that nickname, and thankfully she thought it was a cute nickname. "Right, It's nice to meet you Raylyn." She greeted, figuring now a good a time as any to break the question. "You don't happen to be related to Theryx are you? It's just a bit strange to be seeing someone so young out here.. Unless there's others that I missed."
 
Path of Courage
RAYLYN SANO-- HUNTER IN TRAINING


Raylyn’s lips quirked up into something of a smile, though the warmth didn’t quite reach her dusty pink eyes.
"Honestly I’d glad not to be the freshest face around here,"
she admitted with a sigh, looking down to idly scratch between Pyre’s ears, making the canyne’s tongue loll out of his mouth.
At the question, her hand paused in the middle of mussing with Pyre’s face.
Tiziani thought that Theryx was…
It caught her off guard.
The head hunter was…fine. He had grown on her slightly….like a mold if anything.
Raylyn still didn’t trust him.
And she never would, not really.
Instead, Raylyn feigned a loud, wet retch.
"Oh Gog no,"
she waved a free hand and laughed, keeping the other on Pyre’s head.
"No, I’m pretty much one of the youngest people here. But no, I’m nobody here’s kid. I chose to see the world with my big guy here."

Raylyn gave Pyre a hearty clap on the shoulders with something of another laugh bubbling from her lips.

 
Asha felt much the same about Theryx as Raylyn did, so at least they had that common ground. It was also just plain interesting to her, the girl had just decided to join up with a bunch of hunters and researchers, tagging along on their little expedition..frankly it made her wish she had joined at a younger age. She probably could have gotten a lot done in those years leading up to her becoming a hunter, but there were...other difficulties with that process that prevented her from doing so.

Also, Pyre was adorable.

"World seeing is definitely something I could get behind."
 
The Beauty of Nature
THERYX MONTAERO - AVIS UNIT LEAD HUNTER


Theryx winced at Asha's verbal dig at his scars. If only she knew what had really caused them. Or rather, the worse looking one across his nose.

It wasn't pride or lack thereof that caused his scars. It was because he had tried and failed to fight something out of his league. He knew it at the time too.

But when there's no time to call for more skilled hunters because the threat was on your doorstep, and you lived in a tiny village out in the middle of nowhere, you didn't exactly get a choice. It was do or die, and even though he had tried so, so hard, he was simply not skilled enough at the time to take on a Kushala. And everyone paid for that mistake. They all were killed.

Except Theryx.

He didn't know why he was spared, in the grand scheme of things, but he wished he hadn't been.


He noted Raylyn approach, sending him another glare his way. He tensed for a moment, prepared to quickly dump his drink into the dirt behind him to hide the alcohol from her. But it wasn't needed. Ray didn't try to sit with him. She was sitting with the rookies.

Well, she did need some friends, aside from himself, the blacksmith, and his handler. But he could tell they were talking about him, even without trying to listen in.

Great. Fantastic. He didn't care. It was better this way, keep everyone away so no one would get hurt. He didn't deserve to be close with anybody, not when he had failed five years ago and cost him everything. He didn't deserve happiness.

Theryx returned to staring down into his drink. He kind of wished it was stronger.


 
Tiziani suppressed the urge to laugh loudly, instead only letting a giggle come through at Raylyn's response to her question. It was nice finally letting a smile peek through after the stress she'd been going through. Raylyn also seemed rather nice, and with a cute little companion too.

She'd poke at her food some more, listening to the two talk about traveling the world. Something she hadn't thought of for too long, but already came to an answer.

"I never really thought about it too much. I think it'd be a fun time! Feel like I'd eventually get homesick though, you know? Or just get a little sick of always being on the move, never fully sticking to one place and growing familiar with it."

She recalled her time spent back in Pokke Village. While she wasn't very experienced with fighting the monsters much at all, she became very familiar with the different locations surrounding the village. She felt like she knew all the secrets the environments held for her. It was a comforting experience.
 


mood


Neutral


location


Base Camp (Canteen)

tags


DovahBeat DovahBeat (Theryx)

References Raylyn, Tizi, and Asha





Doe listened intently as each leader gave their speech. He frowned as Theryx began his, blatantly disregarding the motivational atmosphere that they tried to create. Doe's lips tightened into a fine line as he watched Theryx storm off. His attention returned to Olivia as she tried to dismiss the discomfort with the announcement of the welcoming party, as everyone filed out of the tent, he shot her an apologetic look, as if he was somehow the one responsible for Theryx's outburst. Doe lingered behind the group, watching as everyone found their place to mingle among the crowd. He stood off to the sidelines, unsure where to fit himself in, not really wanting to fit himself in, if he was honest. His eye kept wandering back to Theryx, the tenderfoot who had been speaking to him stormed off, clearly irritated, he couldn't blame her either.
Perhaps he should say something as well.
Doe made his way over to the canteen, sliding into a seat at the bar next to him. He raised a hand to wave down Tom.
"One Scarlet Star for me please, dear, and a Fortune Highball for him." He said, sliding some zenny over the counter for the palico. Once the drinks were done, he slid one of them to Theryx. The wyverian took a sip from his cocktail and sighed before finally speaking.
"That was a bit harsh, don't you think?" He stated. Doe didn't make eye contact, instead choosing to stare off in the distance. He watched as the tenderfoots conversed with Raylyn. It was nice to see her making friends, she wasn't the most... social person (not that he could blame her, he wasnt the most social either). She needed to find her people.

--DOE TARO ITO
© reveriee
 
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Silvia listened to the welcome speech with boredom as she had hers similar speeches before but she knew she need to listen in case there was vital information that she was not aware of in the new lands. She glanced around at the other hunters there before back to the person in charge.

Once his speech came to an end he dismissed them to the canteen she took a glance at the other hunter as well as researchers before ordering her self some food from the palicoe cooks. She watched the palicoes move with ease as the prepared the meals.

Once her plate was handed to her, she walking over to an empty table and taking a seat. She felt a bit awkward at the moment so she thought it best to be observe the rest of squad while she ate.
 
The Beauty of Nature
THERYX MONTAERO - AVIS UNIT LEAD HUNTER


Theryx glanced at Doe surprised by him ordering drinks for the both of them. It wasn't unusual for them to sit and drink together, in amicable silence most of the time. But it wasn't that often that Doe ordered drinks for him.

He threw back his glass and finished off his first drink, accepting Doe's offered as his second. He didn't usually go for whiskey, not when he was feeling the way he was now. He usually preferred tequila del locos, with it being stronger than most whiskies. But Theryx wasn't about to complain about a free drink, and whiskey was already pretty strong anyways.

Theryx was sipping his Fortune Highball, savoring the rich, caramel taste with hints of fruitiness, when Doe spoke up again.

There's the catch. Nothing was ever as simple as it seemed.

Theryx huffed, setting the drink down on the bar top.

"Look, I appreciate you buying me a drink n' all, but that won't make me regret saying what I said. They needed to hear that. Being a Hunter isn't all fun n' games and you of all people know that. Better to make them realize that now, might save their lives."


He refused to mention how this might also be self sabotage to some extent, another way to punish himself.

"You were there when Arkveld... had to be put down. There's gonna be more instances like that, there always will be, and if those rookies can't handle doing the right thing when it feels wrong, they won't be able to survive. If they can't handle the responsibilities of a Hunter, they won't. It's not about who can kill the most or take on the toughest monster, it's about keeping people safe and protecting the balance of our ecosystem."


With his rant over, for the moment, Theryx went back to his drink. He glanced over to the rookies and Raylyn. He hoped, despite his unmotivational speech, that they were having a good time. He... didn't exactly mean to take all the wind from the girls' sails


 
Path of Courage
RAYLYN SANO-- HUNTER IN TRAINING

Raylyn paused to chew her food thoughtfully. Take a polite amount of time to think through her words.
This wasn’t where she thought she’d end up either honestly. But anywhere was better than staying there.
"Sure, it was a little lonely at first. It’s hard to be a girl on your own."

More than that, so much more than that. Being a girl on her own meant she was prey. At least Pyre had been there to keep her safe.
She paused again, this time to pick up a bit of meat from off her plate and toss it to Pyre. Despite the barely awake look on his face, his eyes grew focused the minute she held the meat out and his jaws snapped open to try catching the treat she offered him.
"But sticking around in my village just wasn’t an option, I was going mad being stuck there."

She laughed like she wasn’t talking about hell on earth.
Like something in her, something pure, hadn’t died there.
Raylyn drank a sip of her drink, an earthy tea that reminded her of home and pretended not to wince at the thought.
"What about you two though? I mean, this isn’t exactly the place I’d think people would be lining up to come to."



 
Asha quite literally lined up to come here. It was all she wanted, the perfect opportunity to see and do great things, just as she always wanted. So far, she had only seen sad people giving bad speeches and subpar conversation with strangers.

At least Tiziani's concerns made a bit of sense, homesickness was a slight worry of hers as well and from what she had seen, moving around constantly would cause some stress as well, especially if she never figured out how to properly set up a tent.

"I wanted to come here."

Asha informed Raylyn, shrugging.

"Where else am I supposed to do great things? Certainly not back home for me. The worst we get back home is a handful of ornery bullfango. Kind of hard to be a hero when that's your opposition."

She didn't understand why everyone she met seemed so dejected about being where they were. Did nobody else carry her same sense of purpose? What about a brand new world teeming with life and opportunity didn't excite them like it did her?

"I'm looking forward to working with everyone. Even the grumpy gajau of a boss we have."
 
Tiziani ran a hand along the back of her neck as the question was brought up to her and Asha. To be fully honest, she didn't want to come here. At least, not initially. But saying that might come across as odd. Besides she's quite.. content with her circumstances, at least in this very moment sharing food with people who she's going to be working with for the foreseeable future.

"Well.. I was encouraged to by a mentor I had back at home." She explained, lightly dancing around the specifications of that situation. "My village always had its fair share of Bird Wyverns and other beasts. Even a few Carapaceons further south by the beaches." She grimaced remembering some of her experiences dealing with those damn crabs.. none of them ended great for her.

"I... am excited to be a part of this though!" She added, placing her cutlery down on her plate before leaning closer towards the two. "I've never been a part of a large team, but knowing everyone here has each others backs makes me feel comforted." As she continued rambling, she could feel herself getting swept up in her own words, seemingly 180ing from how she was acting right after Theryx's speech in the tent.
 


mood


Neutral


location


Base Camp (Canteen)

tags


DovahBeat DovahBeat (Theryx)

References Raylyn, Tizi, and Asha





"I didn't say that you shouldn't have said it." He replied, Doe took another sip from his glass. Despite what the rest of the units might think, Theryx was well within his right to say what he said. It wasn't wrong. This job ISN'T fun and games, there is no glory or honor to be found here. This job isn't about fame and power. Its not the fairytale story that the village people feed their children about the powerful shining knights slaying an evil dragon. Its about protecting the ecosystem, about keeping the place safe for both monsters and the people who are forced to co-exist with them. Its about fighting on the front lines in a war between two hungry animals, both of which are simply just trying to survive in the world.
Doe didnt once turn to look at Theryx, rather he continued to watch the girls talking in the distance. The blood spilled was hidden by their rose tinted glasses. If they didnt realize that soon, it wouldn't be long before the blood being spilt was their own, not the monster's.
"I think it was good you said it--the quiet part of this job needs to be heard--I just believe you could have said a bit differently."
Its never easy to hear the truth, especially when its about something you care deeply about. It was easy to get so defensive about something so true and dear to your heart. Though, the ego is easy to damage, and hard to repair, attacking people's passion so directly was a good way to ruin trust and cause infighting.
"Its one thing to warn them about the reality of this job, its another to try and crush their spirits."

--DOE TARO ITO
© reveriee
 
Hit Me with Your Worst (Instrumental) - LeGrand
THERYX MONTAERO - AVIS UNIT LEAD HUNTER


Theryx sighed, knowing Doe was right. He didn't mean to crush any spirits, just. Really emphasize his point.

"... You know why i said it the way I did."
He admitted, pulling his eyes away from the girls chatting to his drink.
"I'm not... good at this being nice to myself thing."

He paused again, taking another sip of the whiskey/soda mixture. He should... probably order something to eat, before he gets shitfaced drunk.

"Hey, Tom. Is stew on the menu tonight? Or just the chef's choice feast?"


"Sorry, Mewster Montaero, just the feast. I can have a plate out for you in just a few seconds, though!"

Theryx sighed and nodded, damn. It was gonna be hard eating tonight. His crooked jaw made most solid foods difficult to chew on, which is why he usually requested a stew instead. Liquids, while he sometimes couldn't get his jaw to align enough not to spill, were a lot easier to eat, and had the added bonus of softening whatever solids were in the stew.

Looked like he was not lucky tonight. Painful jaw ache for the night it is.

 
Path of Courage
RAYLYN SANO-- HUNTER IN TRAINING

Raylyn blinked a little, these two actually wanted to be here? Here? Out of everywhere they could have gone?
Still...it was strange to think about, even stranger for her to imagine a mentor that willingly sent Tizi along elsewhere. That he hadn't gotten his claws into her and refused to let go. Unless there was some...other reason?
She didn't know.
Realizing that she had yet to respond, Raylyn gave a thoughtful sounding hum, like she had been considering what she had been told, picking it apart carefully in her mind.
"I didn't think anyone came here 'cause they chose to. I mean, you've both seen how the higher ups are."

She waved a hand around ineffectually, like it demonstrated something important. Really though, she didn't think it went without saying how shit the higher ups were. They didn't care what happened, they just faked it like everyone else.
"But hey, I don't mind being wrong if it means I'm not completely surrounded by men."

It was safety in a way, safety in numbers. She could use that to her advantage.
She laughed as if it was a joke.


 


mood


Hungry


location


Base Camp (Canteen)

tags


DovahBeat DovahBeat (Theryx)

References Raylyn, Tizi, and Asha





Doe finally turned to look at Theryx, the look in his eyes was soft and sad. He knew that. He had a feeling it had something to do with that, at least a little bit. But no matter Theryx's opinion was of himself, poisoning the well was not a good option in the wrong run. "I don't think its too late to try and fix things, perhaps you could go apologize?" He said, gesturing back to the girls. Even if they were still upset, an attempt to release the tension would surely help. It doesn't hurt to try.
"Mewster Doe, would you like a serving as well?" Tom asked, Doe looked over at the furry chef, he couldn't help but grimace at the offer. He was hungry, so so hungry, his mouth watered from the smell of Theryx's plate. His stomach growled and cramped in anticipation of such a big, delicious filling meal. Even so, even with his stomach feeling so empty and hollow, the idea made Doe feel sick.
He shook his head.
"I'm okay sweetheart, thank you for the offer though." The corners of his mouth turned upward into a small, empty smile.

He didn't need to eat right now.

--DOE TARO ITO
© reveriee
 
Hit Me with Your Worst (Instrumental) - LeGrand
THERYX MONTAERO - AVIS UNIT LEAD HUNTER


Theryx slowly started to dig into his own meal, taking Doe's words into consideration.

"Get me an extra plate, would you Tom? This fool needs to eat even if its not a full serving."


Theryx turned back to Doe as the little cat chef gladly set down an extra empty plate between them. Theryx began putting a few things on the plate for Doe, stuff that was harder for him to eat such as a leg of some sort of small bird wyvern a skewer of roasted dalthydon meat, and a hunk of freshly baked sild garlic bread.

"You're eating this, it's wasted on me anyways. As for the girls... they've probably had enough of me for one night. I'll see them tomorrow, apologize then."


It was moments like these that reminded him they had to all look out for each other, because they definitely were too broken to look out for themselves.

----- The Next Morning -----

The night before had felt like it had dragged on for forever, considering many of the other units took it as opportunity to party and start singing for the latter half of the night.

Some of the songs were still stuck in Theryx's head, even though he retired to his tent somewhat early on to potentially avoid a hangover.

He finished lacing up his boots and mentally went over his checklist before deciding he had everything and stepped out of his tent. Time to round up the rookies, apologize, and take them on their first hunt here. He was sure it was going to be... quite the event. One of them seemed skilled enough, and the other seemed to struggle, but still had a good attitude about it all. Though Theryx couldn't remember which name belonged to which girl at the moment.

 
Silvia woke up somewhat early as she looked over at her pals who were both stretching with her . "Morning guys" she greeted her companions as she dressed for the day. Grabbing her boots she slipped them on before tapping the toe of the boot against the ground to get a comfortable fitting to lace them up.

Checking her self over to make sure nothing needed a quick fix or adjustments she grabbed her duel blades and strapped them to her back. One final look over she walked out of her tent to go meet up with the rest of the member of this expansion team.

Looking down at her companions she asked. "You ready for the day?" Raia looked up at her and gave a huffy bark while Zuzu gave a sleepy meow. They casually walked toward the meet up canteen they stopped by the canteen wanting to grab a quick bite to eat.
 
Morning light peaked through the newly placed tent in the campsite, and the commotion of researchers and other various workers finally caused Tiziani to stir awake. It wasn't unnatural for her to rise late, she often had to be woken up by her mentor in the village, though this time..

Her head was absolutely killing her.

She let out a drawn out groan as she placed a hand over her forehead, feeling her head throb and pound in pain as she slowly regained her vision from her slumber. She may have had.. a small handful of drinks, mostly to celebrate. She didn't think she went overboard! But she was never good at holding her liquor. She must've gotten just carried away enough to regret it..

"Ugh... They can't see me like this.." She mumbled quietly, dragging herself outside the tent right into the camp. The mixture of voices of various people passing by or far away, even the simple greetings from people hurt. ...Maybe she packed water with her. Turning to her supplies just outside her tent, she began digging through them, hoping there was anything to ease the pain before she had to properly begin the day.
 
The light of the sun barely peeked through her tent but didn't wake Raven as she already awake, tending to her gear. Her arrival was incredibly late in terms of time but thankfully she managed to catch a ride with the supply run, otherwise she would've waited days to catch a sandship out to this camp. While everyone was sleeping, Raven had set up her tent and made sure to do in a big enough alcove away from others to avoid waking them. She was told by the another units team lead that everyone had been celebrating and wasn't going to wake up anyways. An obvious lie given the line of work hunter's actually do but it was unlikely he recognized Raven, having been part of the guild less than most rookies.

It took awhile before actually leaving her tent as she busy watching the palicoes and hunters going back and forth but it wasn't until she noticed a group of palicoes fleeing from what looked to be the canteen. For a moment she didn't think anything of it until she realized her wulg, Bugzy, wasn't next to her. Shit. Quickly getting up and rushing out of her tent she shouted out in ancient wyverian calling out to her pet. "Come! I fed you when we got here! Leave the food alone!" Her voice echoed in the encampment a fair distance as she ordered the 'off leash' pet back to her.

Initially Bugzy didn't initially respond back but quickly came bounding back with a mouthful of Gravid Bowfin and a tail wagging happily. Realizing the misunderstanding she picked up one of the fish and pet Bugzy on his fluffy head. Continuing in her native tongue, she smiled and praised him. "Good job Bugzy! You definitely caught me a wonderous meal!" With a sigh she apologized to the palicoes who were frightened, soothing them with reassurances of Bugzy and the unfortunate misunderstanding that he's a trained wulg who means no harm.

Looking around she noticed Rosso nearby doing a count of supplies and he motioned her to the leader of Avis who seemed to have just woken. With a commanding whistle, Bugzy left to gather her weapons from her tent as she made her way over to Theryx. While she wasn't trying to seem in a rush, she unconsciously made it seem that way as she wanted to report in as soon as possible. A few rookie hunters and palicoes parting way as she stopped just to the side of him but still in front. "Ace hunter Raven reporting in." She held her hunter card out which was unique in of itself as it wasn't made from wood or metal but from a monster scale and from reports sent back from the New World this was a Nergigante scale but the date of joining was after the fifth fleet had even arrived. In fact her join date was a couple days before the avis unit arrived in the Forbidden Lands, her accomplishments wouldn't have been documented and sent in time other than her late arrival and rank. Pausing briefly she reached into her journal and pulled a decent sized stack of papers. "I was told this would explain my capabilities and abilities. The Seeker from the First Fleet advised I give this to the highest ranked person here."

Her presence wasn't necessarily intimidating nor anything she outwardly did seemed that would be the case but given her size and build, while not taller than Doe she was more physically built than most wyverians. Her stance and patience suggested she had years of experience beyond most and fought very difficult foes with plenty of hunters. As she put the journal away, Bugzy sidled up to his owner with weapons in tow. The wulg itself was a fanged wyvern but was surprisingly docile and composed, it's height comparable to some Seikrets. Putting the greatsword on her back, she set the hammer down on it's head, using it to lean on, both weapons were well larger than standard issue and were probably taller than some shorter humans.
 


mood


Exhausted


location


Base Camp (Research Station)

tags


References Theryx and Raven





Doe frowned as Theryx began shoveling bits off food off his plate and onto his. He couldn't bring himself to refuse him, but... he couldn't eat most of this anyways. Most of what Theryx gave him was meat, he couldn't eat meat. Doe sighed and pushed the plate away.
"Its wasted on me too dear, you should know by now i don't eat meat..."
He picked up the hunk of garlic bread, still soft delectable and steaming in his hands. The salty smell made his mouth water, he could practically taste the warm buttery goodness, feel it melt in his mouth. A fantasy, like heaven on earth.
A goodness didn't deserve.
Doe slowly put the bread back on the plate, against the wishes of the angry pangs of hunger rumbling in his stomach.

"Even the bread has butter... i... i can't have dairy.." He coughed in what he hoped Theryx would interpret as mere awkwardness, and not a pathetic attempt to hide how the lie caught in his throat. Thankfully it seems like it went unnoticed as Theryx was too busy trying to eat what was left on his plate. He felt bad, watching him struggle, but perhaps it was a blessing in disguise--for Doe at least. Doe waved down Tom and ordered another drink, an easier way to drown out the feeling of hunger that gnawed desperately inside him.

Normally Doe was the first to wake in the mornings. Not today. Twilight had to drag him out of bed by his robes.. robes he was still wearing from the night before. His groaned as his Palamute pulled him half out of the hammock. He sat up and whined softly as the dog barked at him. Doe clutched his head in his hands as he tried to fight through his raging headache. He drank way too much. Again. It wasnt even about him this time, he just needed a way to stop thinking about how hungry he was. He had to fill his stomach with something, anything but food, before too many people noticed how he drooled over the sight of their meals. His solution was now coming back to bite him in the ass. Twofold. Hungry and hungover, right before his first hunting expedition with the new hunters. He felt Twilight nudge his arm, followed by the cold heavy weight of his water canteen being dropped into his hand.
"Thank you hun..." He muttered, he gave the canyne a well deserved pat. The wyverian undid the cap and guzzled down the water like it was the last thing he'd do. Only when the bottle was dry did he drop it back into his lap. Doe sighed, eyes closed, and leaned into Twilight's soft, light coat. Gog look at him. Sick, unkept, starving. 20 years ago he wouldn't have dared to touch more than one or two drinks, now he would rather drown himself in booze than think about his problems. It was pathetic.
Twilight whined softly, nudging him from his thoughts, He sighed, and held onto the dog a moment longer to soothe his mind. Eventually he pushed himself off the ground, slowly as to not fall over while his head spun.

The world still goes on.


15 minutes later, Doe finally stepped out of his tent, pale faced and bleary eyed but presentable, he squinted as his eyes slowly adjusted to the change in lighting. The hulking wyverians shuffled his way over to the group forming in the center of the Interim Camp. Doe mumbled a tired greeting to Theryx and Raven as he passed, not even paying attention enough to notice that the latter was a complete stranger to him. Instead, the wyverian settled by the reasearch stand, riffling through research papers to gather information for the quest scheduled for that day.

--DOE TARO ITO
© reveriee
 
Asha had woken up just before dawn, never one to sleep in, and made her preparations. Ammo, gear, armor, pouches - All of it meticulously maintained and packed away exactly where it should be. By the time she was finished, and finished meaning ready to embark on a proper hunt, she guessed maybe a third or less of the camp was even awake. A decent portion of that third were hungover.

She sighed - few were as ambitious as her. Figuring she had time to kill, and who knew how much, she stowed her bowgun and went to the canteen. Not so much to eat, though the felynes were cooking and it was awfully tempting, but to calm her restless spirit with some tea. It always helped when she got a little overeager.

Asha would watch as the rest of the camp stirred into a sluggish lucidity, including her own Seikret, who wandered over to accompany her. There were a few milling about the canteen - some she even recognized as part of her unit, and her continuous anxious glances towards Tiziana's tent were abated when the lancer did eventually flop out of the tent's mouth, confirming that the hangover had not killed what she would consider her only friend in this mess of a unit.

What a beautiful mess it was though, and any minute now..any minute..Avis unit would be gathered up and lead on their first quest together.

Real. Hunter. Stuff.

The air around Asha was nearly electric with her barely contained excitement to actually get out there and do something, and her eyes constantly scanned the people of the camp for any sign of Theryx or the tall guy or whoever would give them the word.

Any minute now.

Her leg was bouncing enough for her Seikret to make a disgruntled noise towards her - seems not even he was as eager to get to work as she was.
 
Hit Me with Your Worst (Instrumental) - LeGrand
THERYX MONTAERO - AVIS UNIT LEAD HUNTER



Theryx looked up at Raven, wincing slightly at her name, but otherwise seemed confused on what she was doing here, especially when receiving her guild card. He looked at it for a moment, then accepted the papers and quickly skimmed through it. He knew it was technically meant to go to Doe, but it was handed to him instead; a little bit of snooping never hurt anybody, right?
Then Doe passed by them with a mumbled greeting, man he looked terrible. He should have eaten what he gave him last night, dumbass. Dietary beliefs be damned.

"Hey, Boss, these are for you."
Theryx called Doe over then turned back to Raven.

"So, I suppose this means you want to join Avis Unit."
Theryx sighed, not looking forward to showing another newbie around camp. Though Raven looked like she had far more experience than her join date implied. He knew better than to underestimate a wyverian, being half himself and working with Doe. Still, things seemed... Odd. Eh, not his poogie, not his farm.

"Well, I guess I can handle another. Do whatever you need to do to prepare, we're hunting a Quematrice today."
Theryx informed, turning his attention away from Raven for a moment to account for his hunters.

Tizi (he hopes he got that right) had just stepped out of her tent, likely hung over, Asha looked like she was about to explode over in the canteen, and Silvia was also over there. Theryx really didn't want to gather them all up and drag them out into the Plains, especially since a Sandtide was supposedly on its way. They should be able to complete the hunt fast enough, though, and be back in Base Camp before it hit.



 
This unit is a mess. Raven's first impressions of the unit she was assigned unfortunately echoed to the whole expedition to this region but after grounding herself her understanding was that they did celebrate the night prior so maybe it was all just the post feast downfall. If the celebration was even a fraction like Astera had then this was a non-issue. Looking around the camp area she noted the people likely assigned to Avis unit and one of them was sitting at the canteen, a gunner that seemed impatient and ready to leave at a moment's notice.

Taking Theryx's advice to prepare Raven made her way over to Asha and sat down next to her, leaning the hammer against the able. She figured introductions were in order at this point. "I'm Raven, I take it you're also with Avis seeing as you're ready to depart." Though her hand was held out to Asha, Raven's eyes were focused on the bowgun. Her eyes then moved towards her own weaponry, now wondering if what she was using would be effective on the Quematrice. "Tell me," she paused briefly, almost as if she didn't want to ask, "what is a Quematrice? I'd like any information you could spare on the creature." Her expression was one of shame not knowing the monster they were after, it's a hunters job to know these things but due to her late arrival she didn't have time to research as much as she'd like.

As her eyes wondered more, she noticed a few more people that she pinpointed down as other Avis unit members. A duel blade wielder, longsword, lance. Her brain started racking up ways to synergize the group but as she looked at the people behind the weapons figuring it would be best to wait for another time to work it out. What Raven knew for certain was that she was going watch and observe, identify strengths and weaknesses and hope to fill in where needed.
 

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