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Several Hunters would find, as they went to you know, go about their daily life outside their limited dorm room space (for most), an odd paper slipped under their door. Most papers slipped under doors usually contained useful information such as being promoted on a mission, or getting a mission report back with words such as 'If this is not completed in X hours, I will assert Y death, signed P', where X = the number of hours, Y = the type of death and P = the Princess in concern writing said note. Other notes included invitations to parties that sometimes never happened or became the Saddest Parties Ever, Sexy Beach Meets (that were all guys), Bowling Events (with no bowling court), and a variety of entirely useless extracurricular activities. This one however, at least had the decency to be written in very fine, clear paper and type.

Now, most Hunters these days did not dare venture in the wing where the Council death had happened, considering pre- Shadowling destruction the entire place was closed and barred off. However, with any decent amount of curiousity invoked in any individual, a quick trip to the Council wing would reveal that the door was cracked just slightly open. The lights were also on inside, thought it was (mostly) empty, except for a few props.

It was also surprisingly much cleaner than it had been the last time.

Marcus was sure that this was more death's specialties. Best he could do was fix things. Pretty sure fixing a broken thing wasn't the same as figuring out who broke what, (unless it was the sun division, he was getting familiar who broke what when it came from a sun).

Still, he had to admit he was curious. Why they had been killed was something of a mystery, aside from giving power to the leads. But even then the result was more work for them and less organization between the hunters. Overall, it was counter productive.

So curiosity got the better of him, having the moon hunter arriving to the scene, peeking in at shruging at the presence of Madison and Leon. Looks like he wasn't the only one to get the note.

Going to the windo, he wondered if it had come from the outside or inside. And if it might have been used as an entrance or exit.

"You guys get a note too?" He asked absentmindedly.

Ryan held no particular attachment towards the council. To him they were merely the people behind the scenes. But when he heard that they had all been murdered, he had to wonder just who exactly was capable of committing mass murder and all without getting caught or giving away their identity. It was kind of mind blowing to be truthful and just a little more than unnerving.

So when Kat let her curiosity get the better of her and headed off to investigate, Ryan joined her. Though when she went to go investigate something across the room, Ryan wandered over to the cloth. He didn't dare pick it up, however. But he did nudge it over to see if it had any hidden clues.

Lex, ever that one guy who just showed up because why not be where the other people would be, had taken the note with a yawn and a mumble about not being able to shave before going out. He was still in his pajama bottoms, even, when he walked in to the council room to find Marcus (who he needed to punch), Leon stripping (probably needed to punch him too), Kat, Ryan (who might just punch the taller man), and a Death huntress he'd seen around from time to time.

"Oh my God, Leon, even I keep a better reign on my pants." He muttered, nudging his senior with a moccasined foot.

Bloodlust Dante

Lex had a smart mouth. Leon was going to admit that the junior was witty. but he needed a punch in the mouth to dumb him down. "Shut up, I'm MacGuyvering right now." he retorted back, trying to wiggle the spoke at the end into the paper. "Just a little further."

He could still feel the presence of Lex looming down on him, and that was kinda weird considering he was laid out flat on the floor to begin with. "Go do something Lex, help us find something vital, get a scooby snack and get searching."

MARCUS DIDN'T BLOCK YOUR c**k LEON GEEZ.


"My guess is someone who hopes to run up the ranks. That, or to perhaps, draw the culprit out." He shrugged. "And MacGuyver is something we don't need. I mean, Mark, some of those life techs with runics.." He held up a hand. "No offense."

Lex got an eye roll, and the new moon got a small shake of his head. "Just the murder of the supposedly powerful hunter council, maybe by another hunter, and Leon taking his pants off but I chalk that off to be fairly normal." A small wave he introduced himself. "Marcus Hasan."