Gato Community College. (game thread)

[IFS]

"Yeah..though not sure what. Perhaps this was a bit to easy..I at least expected something guarding this place.."

"Who knows, maybe we've gotten lucky," Juliet said "I did get the sense that something happened here that regular humans can't detect, but I couldn't tell more so it might not even be related to us. Still good work everyone, stay on your guard until we're done."

So far so smooth, she thought to herself now where is that ghost, spirit, thing. Hopefully still hanging around, if it split after we broke the wards that'd be quite annoying. Still she was both somewhat glad and somewhat bored by the fact that things were going so smoothly. Certainly avoiding incident was a good thing, but it was also so dull. Besides proving herself a decent leader in a more tense situation would go much further in terms of earning trust than just splitting them up to break columns.

"Sir," she said, trying to speak to the voice that had been here before "the wards have been disabled, you should now be able to accompany us."

 

[Lunar Templar]

Temple Team
Viktor's surprise attack was successful in toppling the demon knight, and even broke something in the knee. However, before the demon had hit the ground it slammed its shield into the ground and caused a bunch of obsidian formations to shoot out of the ground, some sharp, some not around the knight. Ether way Viktor was caught in the upheaval, though spared a finishing blow by Jacks intervention. Ether by nature of the ability or Jacks intervention, the obsidian crumbled and 'melted' but into the earth it came from, and that's when Sol struck, stabbing the demon in the neck with is knife, the demon swinging it's shield wildly in the direction of his attacker. "You Die Slow When I Find You." The demon growled, he had felt his shield hit Sol, but he couldn't see where Sol landed after the blow and was now angry due to the intense burning sensation in his neck.

The Shadows didn't hold the demon long and he tore him self free in a matter of seconds in a rage, though to find Sierra baring down on him with a trust from her Claymore, which he blocked with his shield. This time however, there was an 'explosion' of demon energy, that not only tore the shield off his arm, but slung him back, 'rag dolling' him a little in the process. Sierra wasn't done though, as the demon came to a stop against the wall he was greeted by a wall of 'black' which consumed him.

The darkness from Sierra's attack lingered, it was a deep, all consuming darkness that seemed to claw at the light around it the way a hungry predator claws at it's prey, though it soon faded revealing the demon, still standing but looking much worse for wear. "Where did that come from mut" the demon said, clearly still pissed about the knife wound.

Sierra smirked, but tightened her stance, Katana forward, and Claymore back and at a slight angle. The demon limped forward a bit, though as he walked forward the limp lessened more and more till it was gone, this time he actually looked at Sierra, really looked at her. "Black sword, dark powers, half breed." he said , then chuckled briefly, but stopped and drew his sword, to go along with his axe. "Your that mut Lord Ansoth has been having trouble killing aren't you?" He chuckled again, his mood brightened a bit by this find. "This is a good day then, your head is far more valuable then the 'crumbs' I'm being paid to retake this place." he said as he readied to attack Sierra

As the demon brought up the price on her head, Sierra grinned. "Viktor, order every one to extraction, if what this demon says is true he won't even care your gone, don't forget the books that we found though." she said low over the coms, then with out giving Viktor a chance to complain about her plan, started her 'duel' with her would be assassin.



Park Team

'I see, and I am pleased' the voice echoed through the groups minds again, this time though, a person appeared to greet them, well dress, like Japanese nobility as of several hundred years ago, though whether it was male or female was kind of hard to tell. "You wasted no time in the completion of your task, always a welcome sight." 'it' Silenced them, sensing they had questions. "I must ask you save your questions until we have relocated to your sanctuary. But has a show of faith." the being pulled a magazine, looked like it was from a hand gun. Some rounds hand been used, but there was still plenty left. "The weapon that our enemy use to visit tragedy upon innocents." and handed it to Mirabel since she was closest. "Now, let us quit this place for safer grounds."

With that, the group made their way back to the vehicle that brought them here and headed back to base.

 

[Athol]

As his blow toppled the demon, it retaliated with a ground pound that caused chunks black glass to erupt. Catching his feet on a piece as he tried to dodge the counter attack, Viktor tripped and fell finding himself impaled through the lower torso in several places, and once through the cheek. Before he could even begin to think about extracting himself however, the glass crumbled away and Viktor hauled himself to his feet. Bit by bit his rent flesh began to knit, but slowly given how much trauma there was, especially to his lower body.

While the demon seemed distracted by something other than Sierra or himself, he made his way to where Jarrah had placed the guards he?d not wanted to kill. Leaping easily into the tree, despite his wounds, he grabbed the closest person and began feeding. A minute or so later, his damaged flesh was as good as new, and his ?snack? was nothing more than a bloodless corpse.

"Viktor, order everyone to extraction, if what this demon says is true he won't even care your gone, don't forget the books that we found though."

His lips curled in a blood stained grimace at Sierra?s failure in radio protocol, but now wasn?t the time for that. ?Alpha One copies.? He replied. Their mission was done; they?d been sent to clean out a group of cultists, not fight a ground war. What they needed to do was get back but with that overgrown tin can Sierra was fighting there was too great a chance it?d follow them back to the school. Keying his mic, he had a plan. ?Alpha One, all Alphas. Alpha Two and I will provide a distraction and keep the enemy here, while you fall back to the infiltration point with as much intel as you can manage. Once you make the infil point, head back to base as best you can; we?ll find our own extraction?and somebody find Alpha Four.? Damnit, I was he?d stayed on comms.

Dropping down from the tree, he waited until the armoured demon was once again focused on Sierra, before launching a surprise attack from behind, this time aiming for the gap in the armour between the demon?s helm and back plate.

 

[DarkRawen]

Sol grinned as he saw the oppertunity to strike. His movement wasn't planned, but rather instinct, as was the decision to protect his face after he had done it. Even so, he felt a heavy feeling on his chest, then a lot of pain, only to find himself having gotten hit by the shield and landing about a foot away from where he had been standing, lying down.

Well, fuck. At least it looks like it hurts, this guy seems pissed off.

"You Die Slow When I Find You."

Don't count on finding me then.

Sol thought to himself. On one hand, his ribs hurt like hell. On the other hand, none of them seemed broken, and he had managed to avoid the worst of it, no facial injuries. His breath was heavy and he was happy that the amulet masked the sound of him breathing.

Speaking of which, how long do I have?

It couldn't be long until it ran out now, and he sighed, pulling himself up in one swift motion.

Ouch ouch ouch... inside I go.

The first few steps consisted of stumbling away from the fighting. Then, when he had gathered enough of himself, he started running, inside and to the books, until he was out of view. He turned off the amulet, only to be surprised by Jarrah, who was still inside.

"Fancy running into you there. You wouldn't mind..." he took a breath, trying to keep himself from crying out in pain. "Helping me a bit?" However, before he got the chance to explain just what he wanted help with, Viktor sent a message over the radio.

"Alpha One, all Alphas. Alpha Two and I will provide a distraction and keep the enemy here, while you fall back to the infiltration point with as much intel as you can manage. Once you make the infil point, head back to base as best you can; we'll find our own extraction...and somebody find Alpha Four."

Racking his brain for the right way to formulate it, he replied to Viktor.

"Alpha Five, copy. Alpha Three is here as well. We're inside. Alpha Four is outside, we can't reach him without risking the intel. May I suggest one of you send him to infil point?"

Hopefully that was enough for Viktor to get that they weren't in a position to get Jack without getting the attention of the demon back at them, which made running away... silly.

"I think we should wait for a reply," he then told Jarrah, smiling reassuringly. He didn't know why Jarrah was still inside, but it would be better if they stayed inside until they were clear on what they were doing. Besides, if the other was uncomfortable with the situation, being pleasant might help with the nerves. "In the meanwhile, could you carry the books? I managed to stab the bastard, but I got a big bruise for it, and it hurts like hell."

 

[Lunar Templar]

By time Viktor had come back the demon merc and Sierra where already locked in their fight, which form the out side looked less like an 'elegant dance' as some like to romanticize it as and more like a dirty street brawl, with swords and axes, flying bits of Obsidian and demon energy, with both fighters not giving any ground, and while on the outside the demon looked to have the advantage due to being in armor and Sierra having swords, Sierra's powers as an Abyssal Demon leveled the playing field by allowing her blades to cut through the demons armor with the easy of flesh.

Not that it matter to her opponent.

Sierra how ever did notice that Viktor was back, and as much as it annoyed her, as she was far from needing his help, his presence would make dealing with the demon go quicker, so she made sure the vampire had the demons back so Viktor could strike and the gap in the armor between the helm and back plate. The attack was successful, sorta, the demon had moved slightly so in stead of shattering the demons neck, Viktor shattered the demons right shoulder, forcing it to drop the sword.

The demon turn his attention to Viktor, which sealed his fate. As the demon moved to bury his axe in Viktor, Sierra bore down on him, stabbing him through the arm and chest with the Claymore before guiding her katana down the Claymores blade, and severed the head of the demon from its shoulders.

Sierra pulled a shard out of her side and flicked it away then pulled another out of her shoulder, sighed and stabbed the corpse through the heart to make sure it was dead. "Not even gonna crack my top ten." she lamented before turning to Viktor "Thanks, if only for speeding up getting to this point."

 

[figment of mind]

"Yeah..though not sure what. Perhaps this was a bit to easy..I at least expected something guarding this place.."

"Who knows, maybe we've gotten lucky, I did get the sense that something happened here that regular humans can't detect, but I couldn't tell more so it might not even be related to us. Still good work everyone, stay on your guard until we're done."

'Maybe the spirit would know something about it...', Mira thought, not believing it to be important enough to say. Instead, she figured that she would actually ask the spirit himself when they got back. Of course, when they did get back, Juliet took the lead.

"Sir, the wards have been disabled, you should now be able to accompany us."

'I see, and I am pleased'"You wasted no time in the completion of your task, always a welcome sight. I must ask you save your questions until we have relocated to your sanctuary. But has a show of faith. The weapon that our enemy use to visit tragedy upon innocents."

The spirit, now manifesting itself due to their actions, handed over something to Mirabelle...a clip, likely from one of Regalia's guns. She took it with care, though she had a feeling that the bullets would be able to take as much punishment as a normal clip of ammo...not that she planned on putting it though that. Still, she found herself jut excited as she was careful and concerned. Finally, they may be able to find out how these things worked and get some answers.

"Now, let us quit this place for safer grounds."

"Right.", she replied confidently, ready to finally crack a mystery. Of course, a thought occurred to her on the way back, wouldn't she need to give this to the Gungnir officials? That gave her pause, as she worried about it being misplaced in the current chaos of them still getting set up. Still they had more resources than her and more knowledge on the different methods that could have created it so maybe it would be better to just give it to them...then again, maybe she really wouldn't have a choice if the ghost told them about it. Still, it could be worse, she could have not had it at all...besides, no one had counted the bullets just yet, they wouldn't notice one going missing, right?

Once they back into the school parking lot, Mirabelle got out of the car before asking, "Alright, so...where do we take our guest? To Seth, i suppose?"

 

[Outcast107]

Both Tomas and William watch as the spirit appeared and handed over something to Mira. Though before they could ask what it was or any other sort of questions, the spirit told them to hold it off for now. Tomas was a bit annoyed by seen why they should hold off for now. They could still be in danger if they aren't careful. While William mumble, "a-alright." He had some questions for the spirit, but not mission important ones.

They follow the spirit back to the car and headed off. Tomas keeping a eye outside to see if anyone was following them or seem out of place. While William watch the spirit a bit before looking over at Mira. "Hey Mira, what is that?" William ask as he was in the back a bit so he couldn't see it all that great.

 

[IFS]

"Now, let us quit this place for safer grounds."

"Alright, so...where do we take our guest? To Seth, i suppose?"

Hah, Seth, safer grounds. If only. Still she had to smile and nod, Seth was the teams handler so there wasn't really any option other than to deliver the spirit to him. The school itself would be safe enough regardless she supposed, and if Seth did do something dangerous then it was hardly her fault.

"Well he is our handler," she said "and he didn't give us anything specific as I recall."

My that went much more smoothly than I thought it would. Leaves plenty of free time, the night team probably hasn't even left yet though no doubt they're plenty busy.

"After we've dropped out guest off why don't we go out someplace, to celebrate our first successful mission," she suggested "it'd be my treat."

Tomas will probably refuse, seeing as he seems to be the proud and aloof type, and I don't think Mira needs to eat so she might refuse on those grounds alone. If they accept its not a problem either, building trust is most important at this stage after all.

 

[Athol]

"Alpha Five, copy. Alpha Three is here as well. We're inside. Alpha Four is outside, we can't reach him without risking the intel. May I suggest one of you send him to infil point?"

?Fuck!? He muttered as he launched his attack. Wither the demon had sensed him, or it was responding to a move by Sierra, it moved just enough to throw off his aim. Rolling though his attack, Viktor sprang to his feet to meet the counter-attack?only to find there wouldn?t be one. Dusting himself off, he nodded in approval as Sierra jabbed the body; some demons could be notoriously hard to keep dead.

"Not even gonna crack my top ten."

That?d barely count as a flesh wound?

"Thanks, if only for speeding up getting to this point."

?Well he might have backup on the way, and we couldn?t wait for you and lover-boy here to finish your date.? He replied, reloading his gun. Solomon said Jack was outside? ?Alpha Four.? He said out loud. ?Pull yourself together, we?re bugging out.? Walking towards the temple, he keyed his mic again. ?All Alphas, situation contained. Return to the temple and secure all available intel before extraction. We move in five.?

 

[Lunar Templar]

"I can't help it if my ass is 'valuable'" Sierra joked as she, satisfied the demon was dead, pulled the blades from the corpse, did a quick wipe down and went back down stairs to rig up an explosive enchantment after sheathing her swords.

She weaved her enchantment on server important looking valves and the tubes that held the creatures them selves. As she worked she lamented not having a means to transport them safely back, so she hoped the books they secured would be good enough, since from what little she gleaned they seemed related.

She was a little late getting back up the stairs, "Got the lab rigged to blow, give the word and there will be nothing left."

 

[Sithmorack]

That had been? Interesting to say the least. Sierra had definitely proven herself in that fight. He was never going to actually get too involved in the fight anyways. If he understood the warning correctly, her ?darkness? could injure him. He slightly scoffed at the annoyance. A darkness that could hurt him sounded farfetched but he?d avoid it until he could test the theory in a more controlled and safe environment. Earlier in the fight he had heard Viktor say something about him being outside but that didn?t matter right now.

"Alpha Four. Pull yourself together, we're bugging out."

?Pull myself together? I?m not the one who nearly got chopped in half.? He taunts as he moves behind Viktor silently. ?Besides I was never outside in the first place.? He had taken the liberty of moving quite a few of the books and notes outside during the fight, afraid that the knowledge might be lost if the fight got too out of control. He hadn?t even left the room to do so. He simply used the shadows to move the knowledge safely outside. ?You?ll be happy to know the information is safe? Ok safer would be more appropriate.?

 

[Knife-28]

Between the 'knights' armour and his obviously magically enhanced weapons (as evident by the spikes he saw it swing from its axe) Jarrah chose to hang back. The rest of the team seemed to be handling the figure, and Jarrah didn't want to charge in and become a liability if he ended up getting an axe wound to the face.

Instead of hovering on the threshold of the temple, watching like a concerned parent, Jarrah turned back inside to get Jack. His intangibility and ability to literally strike from the shadows was of more use, at least at the moment, then Jarrah's raw strength, and if nothing else he could warn him about the armored hostile.

It was that moment that Solomon seemed to appear out of thin air, very nearly scaring the pants off of Jarrah. 'Why does that keep happening?' He wondered to himself. Upon seeing Solomon properly, he rescinded his early though that the rest of the team was handling the fight.

"Fancy running into you there. You wouldn't mind..." Solomon paused to take a breath, and Jarrah could see that he looked a little worse for wear. "Helping me a bit?"

"Sure, what wi-"

"Alpha One, all Alphas. Alpha Two and I will provide a distraction and keep the enemy here, while you fall back to the infiltration point with as much intel as you can manage. Once you make the infil point, head back to base as best you can; we'll find our own extraction...and somebody find Alpha Four."

While he felt a little bad, what with how the fight seemed to be going, Jarrah relieved. The sooner this mission was over the better. As Solomon replied to Viktor, Jarrah cocked an eyebrow when he mentioned Jack being outside. Jarrah wondered how he had managed to slip past, before realizing that with how dark it was, the amount of shadows would have given Jack ample opportunity to move without anyone seeing.

"I think we should wait for a reply, in the meanwhile, could you carry the books? I managed to stab the bastard, but I got a big bruise for it, and it hurts like hell."

"That's what you get for goin' up against that bloke in armour with that." Jarrah said, jokingly as he nodded his head towards Solomon's knife. As he went to grab the nearest bundle of books, he noticed something.

"Say, weren't there alot more books before?"

He didn't get a rely before the radio in his ear crackled again.

"All Alphas, situation contained. Return to the temple and secure all available intel before extraction. We move in five."

"Roger that, Alpha One." Jarrah replied curtly, before his eyes wandered back to the sight of the cultist's brains splattered all over the wall. It was at that moment Jarrah remembered the two cultists he had left outside, and turned to Solomon.

"Hey, I'll be back in a tic. If the others get here before me, tell I'm securing some intel."

With that, Jarrah left the temple and slipped back into the forest. It didn't take long to find where he had stashed the cultists, and it took even less time to climb the tree, only to find a struggling, wide eyed cultist tied to the corpse of his partner.

Suppressing his revulsion and trying not to linger on the corpse's shrunken, gaunt features, Jarrah quickly removed the ropes that bound the two together, and picked up the remaining cultist. Only a couple of minutes had passed by the time by the time Jarrah returned, the cultist slung under one arm and looking absolutely tiny next to yowie, but for Jarrah it felt like significantly longer.

 

[figment of mind]

"Hey Mira, what is that?"

Mirabelle paused for a moment, wondering if she should tell Will or not. She finally decided that it couldn't hurt and thus revealed the magazine, showing it to Will so that he could get a good look at what they were up against and even taking a bullet out so that both of them could examine it. "This is the weapon that i was talking about back in the park. Regalia's anti-paranormal bullet.", she started off in a calm tone. "I don't know how it ended in the park and i personally dread finding out...but, thanks to our contact, we now have a chance to study these and hopefully avert further massacres, or at the very least, put a thorough dent into the numbers killed by this weapon." After that, she put the ammunition away, not exactly wanting to lose it, and listened to Juliet talk.

"Well he is our handler, and he didn't give us anything specific as I recall."

"So...i assume that that is a yes? Very well then..." She replied before turning to the spirit and asking, "Uh, if you would follow me please, i can take you to our superior...also, i do not believe i have introduced myself. I am Mirabelle Chemia-Delgado, to what may i call you?"

"After we've dropped out guest off why don't we go out someplace, to celebrate our first successful mission, it'd be my treat."

Ugh...first Ohka, then Birres, then Solomon, and now Juliet. She didn't know what it was with people constantly offering to take each other out but at this point, she just gave up on telling them that she didn't want to waste their money. Still, she didn't want to insult them to their face like that, and besides, it could certainly help to relieve the stress she had built up in the park. "Uh...let's check in with Seth first. I want to see if we need to do anything else...if not, then yeah, i'll join you."

 

[Athol]

"I can't help it if my ass is 'valuable'?"

Yeah, it?d probably go for $600 an hour in Kabukicho? He though with a smirk as Sierra disappeared into the temple.

"Roger that, Alpha One."

"Pull myself together? I'm not the one who nearly got chopped in half. Besides I was never outside in the first place."

?Please,? Viktor replied with a chuckle. ?That was minor; I?ve been fucked up worse in accidents. Anyways, I was simply told you might be out here?kind of hard to keep track of personnel when they drop comms.? He added with a bit more of an edge, though what was done was done, and there was no need to get any more irritated over it. Heading towards the temple to help with collecting the books, Solomon emerged favouring his left side and explained that Jarrah had just left to ?secure some intel?. When Viktor asked him what he meant, the hunter simply shrugged and winced.

The Yowie appeared shortly with a bound cultist tucked under his arm, and a sour look on his face. What?s with hi-oh?the ?other? one. This kid may be too soft for this work. In short order the group of them had everything they could ready for transport, when Sierra emerged from the basement.

"Got the lab rigged to blow, give the word and there will be nothing left."

?Excellent.? He said, hefting an oversized stack of books. ?Once we?ve finished stripping the place, blow it. Alpha Three, don?t forget our ?friend?.? In short order everything they could fit was stuffed into the van, as well as their captured cultist, and the whole team. Though nobody was too thrilled to have the cultist along incase he went the same route as the others, they needed to pick somebodies brain. For the drive back, Viktor had Solomon sit next to the captive and lay on the charm, and a few vague threats involving Viktor, and within no time the poor bastard was spilling his guts over every detail he could dig up.

Other than the interrogation, the drive was uneventful, though Viktor felt Jarrah?s mood sour further when he stopped briefly to ?dispose? of the cultist. The man had given them as much information as he could, but he was a risk, and Viktor would not let him run the chance of compromising the school. Stopping in a quiet industrial area, he removed the man from the vehicle and cleanly snapped his neck; Viktor was no sadist, and for as helpful as the man had been, he deserved a quick death.

Back at Gato, Viktor parked near the Gungir building and turned the van off. ?Alright, we?ll debrief and go over our take in the morning. For now get some rack time.?

 

[Lunar Templar]

Park Team

"Kirin" the spirit replied as they group went to meet Seth.

Seth was found, talking to one of 'his' people about something and the look on Seth's faces was not a pleased one, though that changed a little as half his squad walked up, 'package' in tow.

"I shall excuse my self then, the rest of the report will be on your desk. M'Lord." the agent said to Seth and did excuse himself, with a short bow to which Seth simply nodded before turning his attention to his squad. "Excellent, you return, seemingly unharmed and with our contact. Good Work."

"Times must be dire indeed if a demon such as he has join your ranks." Kirin said, seemingly less then pleased to see Seth. "You have no idea" Seth replied "For now lets get you comfortable, then you can tell us what you know of the terrorists." Seth said to Kirin before turning to the group. "Juliet, I want a mission report on my desk with in the hour, as for the rest of you, rest up if need be, other wise your time is yours." Seth said then escorted Kirin inside.

Temple Team

Sierra was the last to get into the van, partly due to the prisoner and partly due to her needing to blow the place, which true to her word let little more then a dusty hole in the ground. She paid little mind to the interrogation and less when Vikotr stopped to dispose of the cultist. Jarrah seemed less then thrilled by it but it had to be done.

"Alright, we'll debrief and go over our take in the morning. For now get some rack time."

"I'm a go make sure I got all those shards out of me first, then shower, then 'rank'." Sierra said as she hopped out of the van and headed over to medical.

 

[DarkRawen]

Sol spent most of the ride being nice to the cultist, idly dropping some threats while remaining civil and likable. Soon enough, the other was spilling his guts, and Sol listened patiently. At the end of the car-ride, Sol got to see the cultist have his neck snapped, however, he wasn't going to let that phase him. While he was obviously not that fond of watching people who had already confessed get killed, it was a lot better than some of the other things these people could do to the man. Besides, he understood the needs to do it, and, considering what these people were trying to do, likely for the best.

After some more driving -Sol mostly taking the time to rest his eyes- the ride was finally over. He stretched when he got out of the car, but carefully so, making note of that his injury, while it hurt, hadn't gotten worse.

So, in other words, I'm perfectly fine. Good.

"Alright, we'll debrief and go over our take in the morning. For now get some rack time."

"Right, I might not make that. No offence, but I haven't exactly gotten a lot of sleep since I left the US, which was two days ago. Had to drop everything I was doing to come over here," he explained, carefully checking on his injury as he did. Then he realized something that he might want to do something about, which was Viktor's tone when Sol had performed less than stellar.

"Also... I'm aware of that I behaved like an amateur, and I can't excuse my lack of knowledge when it comes to these kinds of operations, and radio protocol and all that. I'll make sure to read up on that for the next mission. If you have some sort of handy sheet, that'd make it easier, but yeah. Will definitely do better in that department next time."

For a moment, he spoke in a humble manner, accepting his flaws. While it wasn't fun to do so, he figured that it was better to appease Viktor by admitting your own part in what could be said to be a lackluster mess. Besides, he had to admit, learning could get useful later as well.

At least then I'll have something to shut up some of the other hunters when they call me careless and undisciplined.

He then grinned.

"Anyways, I'm going to get changed out of this thing, and then take some pain killers, before I find the remaining embers of a party and see how quickly I can get a bed. See you," he said, then went ahead, his stuff was still in the common room of their apartment, and if he was quick enough, he could change without being in the way.

It didn't take long for him to get ready, and he left again, exhausted, hoping some alcohol and pleasant company would present itself soon.

 

[Outcast107]

William

William stare at the clip that Mira held within her hand. Listening to what she said as he wonder how such a rag tag group could make such a thing. "Huh...I wonder who made it." He said a bit outloud not to anyone really. Though before he could ask anything else, their focus were return back to the spirit at hand.

Following everyone else to Seth, as they drop off the spirit and were done for the day. Smiling as Will couldn't believe they finish their first mission and nothing went horrible wrong. Hearing Juliet offer of a celebration as he didn't mind. "Um...are we..going somewhere? or staying indoors?" he ask, not sure if he would be up for going outside.

Tomas

While he didn't say anything about the clip, he couldn't help but to share with Will question. Who indeed made such a weapon against them. While he didn't know much about this group, it didn't seem like such a group could actually make something like this on their own as well as mass produce it. Unless of course it was just powerful magic that coated the bullets. Even still, something like that doesn't seem available or even cheap to have. Whoever these people are, might have powerful allies with them.

Though his mind was pulled out as Juliet offer to pay for a celebration. Hearing Will question as he also adds in, "I'm not so sure about that. last time I agree to go out, we got attack by demons and cultist...."

 

[IFS]

"Juliet, I want a mission report on my desk with in the hour, as for the rest of you, rest up if need be, other wise your time is yours."

Juliet had to hold back a frown at this, instead smiling and nodding "of course, I'll get it done as soon as possible," she said.

"Um...are we..going somewhere? or staying indoors?"

"I'm not so sure about that. last time I agree to go out, we got attack by demons and cultist...."

"Well we can celebrate in the dorm then," she said "though I've got to get this report together first, and we should probably wait until the other team leaves, so how about we all meet to celebrate once they've headed out?"

Does make it more likely that more of them will attend, but ah well nothing can be done. Should have expected Seth would want a report, always forget about that boring shit. Not even anything fun to write about in it, oh well won't take long to put together either. She had had to give such reports to her masters plenty of times in the past though, and once she'd acquired writing materials it didn't take her long to put together a detailed record of events. Sadly there wasn't anything she could embellish about her own actions, but the mission had been successful regardless.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Sierra, after getting checked out and showered, simply went to bed.

She had a weird, hazy dream. A group of demons in armor, medieval in style, most in gray armor, one though was in washed out white suit, wolf theme to the armor and a great sword, who seemed to be giving orders to the others, though she couldn't make out details past that, due to the haze hanging over everything, and the fact that the voices where missing. As the dream continued she watched as this group gathered around some a building of some kind, she couldn't tell the size, but it was clear they where assaulting the place.


Next day; late morning

before the dream could go further, into the meat of the assault, she woke up.

It wasn't the first time she'd had such dreams or seen the 'wolf knight', probably wouldn't be the last, for now she didn't worry about it, for now she had to go to the debriefing, see what they ended up finding out. She was sure those books where a big deal. So after getting dressed she went out to the commons and waited for the meeting to start.

 

[DarkRawen]

The rest of Sol's night had been pretty great, first getting some drinks at a still rather lively frat party, and then talking to some of the students there. They seemed to be taking the "frat" part of it rather far, though Sol had found a fellow who was clearly uneasy. A werewolf, apparently, though obviously still in his human form, and somehow still in the closet. One thing lead to another, and Sol had a new friend and a bed, and had fallen asleep as soon as he was done with his fun.

The next morning, he woke up briefly, only to convince the guy in his bed to skip the early classes and stay in bed, else some of the heat might leave. Besides, what was the use of classes, when you could cuddle instead? There was a lack of protest on that part, surprisingly, though he had always suspected that werewolves were a cuddly kind. Eventually, he had been awakened again, this time with some food, as it was about lunch time.

I suppose I should get going soon.

When mentioning it, he had been asked to be careful, and to "please, dude, don't let any of my bros find out about this", though Sol wasn't completely sure what that was supposed to mean. Was it because he was a guy, or because he was a human? It made him curious, but he complied, if only after securing a phone number and leaving his scarf behind. The latter was more of a tease, to see what action would be taken next by his friend.

Then he had used what his amulet had managed to recover of energy to be invisible during most of his climb down the building from the window, 3 stories from the ground. Hurrying down hurt like hell due to the bruise from the day before, and he took a couple of minutes to gather himself before he headed for the common-room. Though his activities the night before could be seen -and probably smelt- on him, Sol didn't mind, just took a seat in the chair from the day before, and leaned back, lazily. One might expect him to be a wreck. However, the grin on his face and his pleasant mood made it clear that he had gotten some rest.