Finally he had gotten it started, although he wished it wasn't nesserary things had gone too far. The school needed a group like this, badly too. He sighed, then sent out the remaining e-mails. He had to make sure that if it was discovered all blame would fall on him and him alone....setting up the secret email system had been the easy part, the hard part deciding who to speak to first....but it was done. This whole thing was based on keeping it quiet and keeping to the goal, the protection of those students hunted by anyone. If the hunters didn't know about us they couldn't be ready either. We will hunt the hunters,make it so costly to keep seeking their prey that they had no choice other than to stop or perish,in a real sense to track the dragons to their lairs and slay them. The others would be responding soon...they understood...apart we were victims, the together we were Dragonslayers....
((ok other than Palilla, Calypso , Eshva Dybbuk,Kris O'Sullivan, my quadmates and PhantomBlade, if you want in just let me know))
Here be Dragons...((semi-open))
Moderator: Student Council
Palilla sat on the step to the girl's dorms. She had just passed her Sophmore exams. That out of the way, there was all of this chaos to tend to. It was like a band without a conductor, when she considered it. You couldn't tell if it was salsa or meringue, and trying to dance anyway was dangerous. Someone needed to step up, and obviously, she wasn't the only one who thought so, too. Now it was time to turn it around and make the music sound nice, rather than like some screwed up, undanceable mess.
With a sigh, she pushed from off of the steps and went to Q6. After watering and telling jokes to Seymore, the Tree of Life, she reviewed her e-mails, and was caught by the language of one of the entries in her inbox. quickly typing away, she had to erase and retype in english to save the weary eyes of the sender. Someone it seemed had the same idea as she did, and offered to put their differences behind them, in exchange for assuring the tranquility of the school. Her response was an emphatic agreement, and she said she could get her messages, either through emails or by way of the local El Super Mexicano.
With a sigh, she pushed from off of the steps and went to Q6. After watering and telling jokes to Seymore, the Tree of Life, she reviewed her e-mails, and was caught by the language of one of the entries in her inbox. quickly typing away, she had to erase and retype in english to save the weary eyes of the sender. Someone it seemed had the same idea as she did, and offered to put their differences behind them, in exchange for assuring the tranquility of the school. Her response was an emphatic agreement, and she said she could get her messages, either through emails or by way of the local El Super Mexicano.
Eshva fiddled with the note that she had gotten with the uinque dragon symbol.
Dragonslayers...
She'd asked arround the school seeing if anyone knew anything about it.. But so far nothing..
Maybe I should write a note..
Getting off her bed she hunted her desk for a piece of paper. She found it and a pen to boot too. Lowering her self to the seat, Eshva placed the pen against her lips. Glacing down at the paper she set the Pen in motion.
Dear Dragonslayers,
I would like to learn more about your cause... Kearen is taken care of.. please let me know when I can meet with you.
Eshva Dybbuk
Folding the peice of paper up Eshva felt happy with it. Grabing some tape she moved to the girls washroom and fastened the note to the underside of the sink. Double checking to see if anyone was inside she left.
Now I have to wait...
Dragonslayers...
She'd asked arround the school seeing if anyone knew anything about it.. But so far nothing..
Maybe I should write a note..
Getting off her bed she hunted her desk for a piece of paper. She found it and a pen to boot too. Lowering her self to the seat, Eshva placed the pen against her lips. Glacing down at the paper she set the Pen in motion.
Dear Dragonslayers,
I would like to learn more about your cause... Kearen is taken care of.. please let me know when I can meet with you.
Eshva Dybbuk
Folding the peice of paper up Eshva felt happy with it. Grabing some tape she moved to the girls washroom and fastened the note to the underside of the sink. Double checking to see if anyone was inside she left.
Now I have to wait...
Eshva 
Dearest Heavenly Father;
I know your awfully busy right now,
But all I ask is for one small thing now,
Please Heavenly Father,
Please take care of my friends at this time.

Dearest Heavenly Father;
I know your awfully busy right now,
But all I ask is for one small thing now,
Please Heavenly Father,
Please take care of my friends at this time.
Folding the peice of paper up Eshva felt happy with it. Grabing some tape she moved to the girls washroom and fastened the note to the underside of the sink. Double checking to see if anyone was inside she left.
(12 midnight...)The door to the girl's bathroom opened without a sound and a cloaked figure moved into the room. Seeing and hearing no one the figure walked over to the sinks and began feeling under them. Finding and removing the note, the figure puts it away and makes it's way quietly out....
(12 midnight...)The door to the girl's bathroom opened without a sound and a cloaked figure moved into the room. Seeing and hearing no one the figure walked over to the sinks and began feeling under them. Finding and removing the note, the figure puts it away and makes it's way quietly out....
- Kris O'Sullivan
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((This entry is based off of events that happened prior to the x2 XP weekend. Things are moving sluggishly, in this thread, so here's the catalyst for action, based on in-game, in character events.))
Kris sat at her desk, and sighed. It had been a rough night. Adam had actually shot Angel, and very nearly killed her had it not been for the miracle, or her own attempt to resurrect her friend. It was time to activate the watch, and send out the huntsmen.
Picking up her phone, she called a voice messaging service with a request to forward a call. She waited for a few moments, then heard the ring. Looking down, she saw the blood had stained her shirt. she would deal with that later.
"There has been a dragon sighting. Contact me at the pre-chosen location. This is urgent! A student almost died tonight."
Hanging up the phone, she shook her head. Why did Hartigan have to be such a brainless wonder? He was going to get himself either killed, or worse (in his opinion), subdued, and then sent to prison for the rest of his life.
Kris sat at her desk, and sighed. It had been a rough night. Adam had actually shot Angel, and very nearly killed her had it not been for the miracle, or her own attempt to resurrect her friend. It was time to activate the watch, and send out the huntsmen.
Picking up her phone, she called a voice messaging service with a request to forward a call. She waited for a few moments, then heard the ring. Looking down, she saw the blood had stained her shirt. she would deal with that later.
"There has been a dragon sighting. Contact me at the pre-chosen location. This is urgent! A student almost died tonight."
Hanging up the phone, she shook her head. Why did Hartigan have to be such a brainless wonder? He was going to get himself either killed, or worse (in his opinion), subdued, and then sent to prison for the rest of his life.
"In blessed memory of Sister Mercy (Sister Mary Catherine St. Claire {Dec 12, 1923 - unknown date})
Her memory lives on with St Joseph School as a testament to the good that can be done by healers at the scene of conflict."
Her memory lives on with St Joseph School as a testament to the good that can be done by healers at the scene of conflict."
Tony read the note that had been brought to him earlier that morning, it wasn't entirely unexpected...
Dear Dragonslayers,
I would like to learn more about your cause... Kearen is taken care of.. please let me know when I can meet with you.
Eshva Dybbuk
Interesting...but was it correct? Beings of magic had a nasty habit of coming back at the worse times. Until he was sure that file would stay open, but who to put on that case? Thinking for a few minutes he shot out two emails, "ok that's done, now for the other two cases...the Red Dragon would be handled by himself and GM, leaving the Yellow for Pally and Calyso. Hopefully the Black Dragon was truely dead freeing up Amy and Blade to help deal with the other two cases.....He called Kris back while writing an answer to Eshva's note....
Dear Dragonslayers,
I would like to learn more about your cause... Kearen is taken care of.. please let me know when I can meet with you.
Eshva Dybbuk
Interesting...but was it correct? Beings of magic had a nasty habit of coming back at the worse times. Until he was sure that file would stay open, but who to put on that case? Thinking for a few minutes he shot out two emails, "ok that's done, now for the other two cases...the Red Dragon would be handled by himself and GM, leaving the Yellow for Pally and Calyso. Hopefully the Black Dragon was truely dead freeing up Amy and Blade to help deal with the other two cases.....He called Kris back while writing an answer to Eshva's note....
- Kris O'Sullivan
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Kris picked her cellphone up, as she dropped her stained shirt into a seperate laundry bag from the other clothes. She checked the id. It was Tony. A smile krept across her face and she bit at her lower lip.
"'Allo," she answered. "What's up, baby?"
"'Allo," she answered. "What's up, baby?"
"In blessed memory of Sister Mercy (Sister Mary Catherine St. Claire {Dec 12, 1923 - unknown date})
Her memory lives on with St Joseph School as a testament to the good that can be done by healers at the scene of conflict."
Her memory lives on with St Joseph School as a testament to the good that can be done by healers at the scene of conflict."