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[color=salmon][i]Mission EXP: +13[/i]
Word Count: 526 (+1 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]3[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 4/30
[b]Location:[/b] Land of Adventure[/color]
[i]Stress Level: 35[/i]
[hider=LEVELED UP!]A new power for Cadet's [b]Scoutfly Cage[/b]: [i]self-replenishment[/i]. There is a small cage attached to the Cadet's hip filled with insects called [i]Scoutflies[/i] - they light up in different colors to signify danger and can be used to track and locate people, monsters or items. The flies now self-replenish, no need to worry about restocking! They breed quick!
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And just like that the, quest was complete! Well, maybe "just like that" was a bit of an exaggeration - it hadn't been easy for a lot of them, but the whole crew was alive and (mostly) well. The pain from the Ace Cadet's own wounds dissipated with the effects of the Courier's wide reaching healing. The hunter made quick work of the already injured plowhorse, though as if in a flash by the time he turned back to observe how the team was faring against the downed Brachydios, the battle was over. 

A quick glance in the direction of Michael and Franklin to make sure they were okay now that all the threats were gone, and the Cadet began his jog back over to the other side of the hill.

[color=salmon]"Nice job guys!"[/color] he cheered, [color=salmon]"a few more of those and we'll have a nice set of ar--wait wait it's body! Aw man, [i]the carves![/i]"[/color]

The young man was dismayed as he watched the Brute Wyvern's corpse turn to nothing but ash, nothing left behind but it's spirit. He wasn't quick enough to reach it in time, but once reaching the glowing, ghostly image of the Brachydios he was more intrigued about the spirit itself. Earlier in the Guild Hall he'd seen the members of the group squash the things and get items - and as tempted as he was to do that now, Cadet was more than used to the Hunter's Guild taking the biggest portion of hunts and handing out rewards to the hunters later. Instead, he pushed it closer to the nearest Dry Bones, and joined in on turtle skeletons' cleaning up the area. Physically, he was fit as a fiddle - but for some reason he was a little tired, when normally he'd be looking to accept a new quest already. Maybe dealing with all the totally new sights, sounds, and in general craziness of the night? Yeah, probably. Helping the Dry Bones was a good way to wind down after the battle's high tension, plus getting a good look at the still mysterious spirits was helping him get over missing his chance to get any souvenirs from the monster's hide. 

With the battlefield picked clean, Cadet made his way back to the group's ride and plopped himself into the back with a goofy grin on his face. [color=salmon]"Everybody's all right, right? I think that went pretty good."[/color]

Whether it was the snug fit making for warm and kind of comfortable conditions, or the smooth cruise back into town or both, Cadet found himself dozing a little. Some of the other occupants of the vehicle were already snoring, so he figured it as alright to join in. His body didn't ache more than usual after a big hunt, but his mind was still trying to wrap itself around a lot of new concepts. Most of them he easily accepted, but it was still like flexing muscle that some would argue the red head didn't use often enough. Surrounded by the rest of the squad, Ace Cadet tucked his arms around his torso and let his consciousness drift off for the remainder of the ride.