[ MISSION ORP ] Two Minutes to Midnight (EXIT P 10)

[Zoobey]

The chaos started in the morning. Hunters abandoning their reconstruction duties in favour for a higher chain of commands, all centering around a single issue:

The horsemen Lair had been located.

There was rumour of course, that certain divisions had known a long time ago, though very little dared question exactly why the long wait period. Others themselves began to speculate: jumping into an unknown, unsourced Lair would only lead to greater problems. Hunters rarely ran in half-blind, as most of their legacy lay in careful planning and preparation. Rules. Appearances. Carefully monitored behaviour.

As afternoon hit, the lack of activity on the Island was palatable. What remained were only trainees, several newer promoted Hunters, and most of the Sun and Moon divisions. And even then, the tension was short-lived.

His truly was already waiting on the training fields by the time 3:00pm ticked by. The explanation was brief, short. All remaining Hunters would be moving in with the Sun and Moon Hunter teams, including trainees. They would be the "cavalry", so to speak, as the traps were laid around the Lair to smoke the horsemen out. After that, it was just a matter of exterminating the everything left and leaving nothing behind.

Or so, the conversation went, only with the general escalated level of callousness.

There was, however, time to prepare after the Death lead stalked off, most likely off to do better things: a portal lay waiting for them, and before it tables and tables of equipment. Runic weapons. Scanners. Headpieces. Preparation, simple and methodical. It was around that time that Allan showed up as well, doing his usual routine rounds of looking around, making sure everyone had their gear, inspecting Runic weapons, and generally trying to provide a friendly atmosphere.

He finally stepped up next to the portal. "Okay, we're going in in roughly 15 to get ready. Make sure you have everything you need, if not, then let me know!" The Sun lead's words were cheerful and loud, though his grip on his spare Runic handgun was nothing but a little overly-tight. This was not a mission as more of a war.

OOC

- All trainees/ Hunters can now assemble in. This is the PREPARATION PHASE, so free free to drop in, pick up items, headpieces, talk to other trainees in order to get ready. It is assumed all Hunters were here during the orientation and has a good idea of what is going on.

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Deryk heard the rumors. So when he received the text, he was... well. It was hard to describe what it was he felt at that point. He came at the designated time, pausing as he saw the things laid out for them. Lairs were the headquarters for the Horsemen right? This was going to be really dangerous. Going right into the belly of the beast.

On the plus side, this was the horsemen they were dealing with. Maybe the captives were taken there.

If he didn't fight, more people could end up dead. Well... there were probably going to be those who ended up dying with this mission either way. Nervously, he looked towards the table before going to pick up a runic torch and setting it into his sash. Once that was secure, he picked up a headset to get that in place as well.  

[its me debz]

Konstantin peered at his phone, making his way to the preparation area. He carefully poked through each table, picking up a scanner, a headset, etc. He went to stand next to the Moon hunters, quiet. Miimsy was bedridden, so...

He was alone, this time.


Clerise yawned as she took the stairs down from the second floor, hopping down them two at a time. She arrived just in time to hear Allan say they had about fifteen minutes. The last time a mission had been so well stocked-- well.

The redhead didn't want to think about it.

{[ But I'm here, this time, pet. We're strong. ]} His presence was uneasy, but Balthazar was still a relief.

Okay, you old fogey.

{[ Don't even start with me. ]}

I do what I want!

As she bantered with her weapon, Clerise snatched everything she could off the tables, shoving bandages into a pocket here, a scanner into a pocket there.  

[Bilious]

Jerry had not been sleeping well, if at all the past few days. He had been trying to keep up with the reconstruction, but it was difficult when his mind would wander. Exhausting himself with manual labor had been the only way to keep him from doing something exceptionally stupid.

And then the text came.

There was no smile on his face for as approached the appointed place. His hand clenched the kazoo he had given Sasha so long ago, before she had gotten her flute. He had no intention of playing it, but the small plastic toy was some sort of comfort.

If they were going to their deaths... he honestly did not care. They were doing something. They would get her back.

Or at least find out what happened to her... who had been the one to take her from him.

He made no eye contact as he picked up his runic torch, turning it over in his hands before putting it in his pocket beside the harmonica.  

[Miliardo Kason]

In all honesty, Roland didn't have a damn clue what was going on. His phone buzzed and he was off to the meeting with a fresh pair of clothes and his coat. Better then the mess he was when working with spackle and plaster again.

Still it wasn't Caelius that caught his attention, or Allan.

No, it was the table full of runic weapons and gear that caught his attention. Candace had mentioned some of it, but he had learned rather quickly that he was barred from most of the devices till completing other training courses and going on a true mission. Instead he was directed by the lab techs to gather a head set and the rest of the basic gear. No fancy weapons beyond Sylvia for him it seemed.

"W-well this is going to be... interesting..."

He tried not to think of the Siege as he tucked the last of his gear away into a pack on hip. Deep even breaths, this was on there terms now. They wouldn't be the ones caught off guard.

<< You're shaking like a leaf Roland, stand up straight, stop fussing and get ready. >>

"S-shut up Sylvia..." though he did stand straighter.  

[iloveyouDIE]

Bix was prompt as usual. The usually jovial hunter seemed somber but gave Deryk a smirk and a wave as he gathered with the rest. Allan's cheerful tone was encouraging but Bix was under no illusions about how this would go.

The albino took his gear, the things he was qualified with and lastly grabbed his headset. He was careful about having things on hand, easy to access with one hand, and spent a few minutes packing things into pockets and a belt he'd recently picked up.. his utility belt biggrin . In his time here the shift from fun and impressive to simple and practical had finally come to pass.

Bix was getting into srs bsns mode.  

[Lilwolfpard]

Ceres could not help but notice the abundance of sun and moon symbols that circled the meeting place once she had arrived. Sure there was a Mist, Death, and life symbol here and there too but it was clear that this was more of a mission for the eclipse, apparently.

The mission wasnt super unexpected though, the rumors that had been flying around was enough clue for that. How well supplied everyone seemed to be too...well.. that was also enough to signify the serious nature of this mission.

She was suddenly really glad she and Bix ran some of the trials while they still could. She grabbed at the torch and bandages, nodding as she knew she had approvals for both items. They were placed into pockets on her coat.

Turning around she noticed a familiar face or two, giving them nods and a few smiles even.

At least the s**t smell was gone.  

[Miliardo Kason]

Roland of course was playing the part of one of the few Mists in the crowd when Ceres looked around. As it was he noticed her waving to him before moving through the crowd of Sun's and Moon's to one of the few he actually knew.

"H-hey! I guess I really shouldn't uh, be surprised to see you here." He pointed vaguely to her coat. "Being a moon and all." He tied to keep straight and stand tall, Sylvia humming in the back of his mind in anticipation.

"So... this is it? Payback for that whole crystal outbreak thing right?"

lilwolfpard

 

[poke mattix]

Jason was, surprisingly, wanting to attend this mission. He absolutely loathed then, but on this occasion he would put his own person bias aside. He had been disoriented once he had been un-crystalized, but he had seen the horsemen make off with some of their own.

So, when hunters began to dissapear, and the text came through that afternoon, he showed up promptly to the training fields and began to sort through the equipment provided, picking up a headset and making sure it would work

He knew that there was a good chance he wouldn't make it out, as with every mission, but at least this time he would die trying to save his fellow hunters.  

[Lilwolfpard]

"Roland!" She smiled and, upon principle of the thing, ruffled the shorter mans hair. "How have you been and yeah.. i think so." Turning around she looked around at the serious nature of everyone, even the Sun leader was not really giving any clues. "We don't usually get this much gear unless something bad is coming. Either way, don't underestimate ANY mission. It will get you killed, honestly." Sometimes she thought the world just freaking hated them.

Randomly though out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of a all too familiar flash of white hair. "HEY Bix, C'mere." She called at him randomly, waving a arm as high as she could into the air. It was no wonder he was here, it was just more of a amazement she found him out of all the people around...

"...You know, Archer, Random thought but your hair would hold color dye wonderfully." She added to him as he approached, her thought processes derailing for a moment. "Rolo, do you know Bix here?"

miliardo Kason

iloveyoudie

 

[Ice Queen]

Attendance was mandatory. That line was repeating in Syd's mind, chasing around as she remembered how she had failed when trying to protect the island. Sure she had done some damage, but they had gotten in somehow. And she could still see her fellow hunters being dragged off--

She stepped onto the field silently, looking at the others that had gathered. She didn't know many of them. But after what had happened--knowing that two of the hunters she both liked and respected--were most likely dead--did she really WANT to get to know others well?

She was starting to understand why Mist were so alone.  

[Rown]

Ofelia got the text and totally stopped building walls just as quickly as she had been working on them. Rue's humming in her head was silenced as the teen got to her feet, dusting her hands and knees off and not even bothering to put the supplies away. ( She did move them to the side at least, no need to trip over them ). The wall would be there for her to work on when she got back. It was always when, not if. There was never a doubt in the teen's mind that she'd be returning safe and sound from adventures even when others around her hadn't been so lucky. A scoff in her head indicated that Rue was totally over this waiting around and so the teen hurried onto the meeting place, her jacket quickly being tied 'bout her waist as she strolled along.

Several people were already there gathering supplies and a few of them weren't faces she recognized. It was sad to say that she needed to force herself on others more but it wasn't such a bad thought to herself. Eventually everyone would be her friend if they all survived this adventure, right? She'd make sure people survived this adventure because dammit, friendship.

Also she really needed someone to teach her how to swim, that who escapade had been downright horrible.

At the sight of Bix she gave a wave and a grin, the nature of the situation weighing only faintly on her nerves. Part of her knew what was at stake but the ignorance she cheerfully and painfully held on to refused to let any of it sink in and force her to act overly serious. This was an adventure and Ofelia loved adventures. This wasn't them being sent off to their deaths again, no sir-ee.

A runic torch was shoved into her jacket sleeve-belt and she stuffed some bandages in as well, just in case. She had a nasty habit of getting beaten up and since it seemed like this could be a rescue mission for those who'd gone missing there was a 99.99999 (etc) chance that those captives would need some patching up in the end too. Her mind couldn't really fathom what might be happening to them (or had already happened) but the bandages would be good none the less. A headset was placed on, she listened to Allan, and before she went off to go and sit on the grass she noticed a hunter she was increasingly starting to enjoy bothering (mostly because he talked to her) standing off a bit to the side.

Ofelia stalked poor Deryk down and stepped up next to him. The effort it took to keep the excited for adventure grin was pretty powerful and so her words were slow as she finally dug through a list of what she thought would be the best to say. "We're gonna get 'em back." She spoke and was pretty vague in who 'they' were. A quick dash of Rue confirming that had her adding to her sentence. "Our comrades, that is. We're gonna brin' 'em all back home."

The sun inter trainee was s**t at cheering people up.

Blade Kuroda

 

[Miliardo Kason]

<< Oh you are just so tiny aren't you Rolo] >>

Sylvia practically purred in the back of his mind as the taller hunter ruffled his hair. "I've uh, been better, been worse. I'm just going along with things as we go. Lots of construction work too." He grew quiet at her advice puffing up slightly, "I know what to expect. One of those Famine Horsemen things caught me in the jungle, not this time around. We'll catch them and find the others.

And hopefully Jordan. He didn't say much more on that, the poor guy had been gone longer then the others and it was weary to think about.

He looked over as Bix joined them nodding, "Yeah. I remember working on a wall, then being attacked by a dragon of mist. Speaking of which does that happen often around here?"

<< Only with a tiny bite sized treat like you prancing about~! >>

"Sylvia shut up for the love of god..."

Lilwolfpard

iloveyoudie

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Fidgeting with his equipment a bit, Deryk was just sort of looking around at those in the area, who were pretty much doing the same one one way or another. He wasn't really looking forward to this. Yes, it would be good to try and bring back any captives, but at the same time... He knew this wasn't going to go well. It couldn't go well.

Hearing Ofelia, he turned around, furrowing his brow as she seemed pretty optimistic about this.

"Alive or in body bags?" he asked while frowning.

They might not be alive at this point any longer and all. For that matter, would they have to bring others back in body bags? Not that.. they ever really did that sort of thing. He noticed they usually just tried to bring back the tablets at the very least. Not much else depending.

Rown

 

[iloveyouDIE]

Bix gave Ofie a wave back right as Ceres called him over. He mosied up, grabbed Roland by the shoulders and shook him. "Rooooooo..." he man-growled at him. "Yeah we bonded over spackle and dragon-fog. It was pretty romantic." Bix gave Ceres a smirk and then answered Roland's question, deadpan, "Yeah pretty much happens all the time."

It was nice, even in the somber atmosphere, to joke with friends. "Please, Ceres, never hang out with Ariane. She's been trying to dye my hair since day one."

Of course now that he'd said something she'd probably make a point to hang with Ariane. s**t.

"You guys ready?" He sidled next to Ceres and gave her a hip bump. "Got all that new gear? Now that we're qualified?"

Miliardo Kason

Lilwolfpard