[centre][color=007236][b][u]Vern[/u][/b][/color][/centre]

Vern took off slowly down the hallways. It wasn't the ultimate concern, his minute lateness, as rather how the meeting was going to go began to create minor panic in his mind. As still, he was not sure of what was going to happen within this [i]meeting[/i] or what matters where to be discussed within it. It was strangely terrifying at first, then worrying, then confusing. Why would the likes of Vern be pulled out randomly for something as anonymous as this?

[color=007236][i]I hope it isn't too bad...the thing I don't need at this moment is in time is a telling off by a superior hunter. It has to be that, right?[/i][/color] It'd make sense for Vern to be sent for that. He wasn't badly behaved or mannered, though nothing extraordinary really happened to him, especially compared to some of the other few Hunters he knew. Vern never really had talked to any of the Hunters, besides Grant, as well as his other friend Les, and they never really talked to him. He knew none of the famous role models, to some extent, and never had attempted to get into that. If there was a place he'd have fitted in nicely, both socially and emotionally, it'd be the Engineering departments lower down. After the times he spent there, people shared common interests and understood what sort of individual he was. Up in these ranks, however, he was a phantom to social activities, was meerly nothing special amongst the comrades...even his only two friends barely shared a common interest.

Vern had now arrived to the hallway adjacent to the Meeting Room door. Looking around, a small clock embedded into the wall clearly stated that he wasn't that behind time.

[color=007236]"Alright...it's gonna be fine. Just walk in there...get the simple stuff out of the way, leave...then continue how you were..."[/color] It was almost as if he were speaking to someone else, minus the fact there were no individuals there for him to talk to. He took long deep, relaxing breaths to calm the minor nerves in his system. [color=007236]"C'mon...it'll be fine...you'll be fine. You have nothing to wo-"[/color]

He was interrupted by the door opening. And he turned sharply to identify the action, the individual was inside. He only caught a glimpse of the door closing.

[i][color=007236]Well, shit...it's showtime, I guess?[/color][/i] Upon taking a few more relaxing breathers, he wrapped his left-hand around his right-arm awkwardly and dragged himself inside...