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Invictus finally offered up his own opinion on Stacey's answer; "I'm surprised that none of you seemed to pick up that the hunters began to move once the four heirs entered the school." he said. Certainly that had been around when many of the students had even come to realize that the humans of Deus ex Machina existed.

"As for 1999....." Invictus trailed off, not really offering up much on the matter, but he seemed to smile at the hateful look he garnered.

The phone had finally made it into her hands and Mitsu thought she would be typing another question. Instead she was presented with one she didn't know how to answer. True she had said to kill him before but she wanted it over and done with so Shun could get back and get treatment....she hadn't given much thought to those words until now.

Chills ran down her back as she closed her eyes shut, gripping the phone with nervous strength. A small crack had started to form across the screen in result but the devise was still functioning. It was still on and the question was still there waiting to be answered. What should she do? She could easily just pass the phone on and not answer but that didn't exactly excuse her from the end result. If they killed him it would still be on her for letting it happen and the same could be said if they let him go.

She was doomed no matter what came of this. Killing him really hadn't been on her mind, they gained nothing more than self satisfaction from this Hunter's death because she doubted it would send a message. With the way they acted she wondered if the Hunter's organization would even realize he was gone. The risk of letting him go though was also great. He knew names, faces, and he could always come to Amity in disguise. One by one they could go missing because alone they stood no chance against him.

Her hands were shaking now as her red eyes stared at the phone so intently wishing it would make the decision for her. Because it wasn't just the question on the phone swimming around in her head. The true question was could she live with being a murderer or live with aiding one if they let him go?

Tears were already gathering in her eyes as she looked up casting a glance to Hel and then Shun before finally putting her name in the one place that would probably haunt her forever. That done she held it out for the next person to take, trying to hold it together a little while longer.

Jericho stiffened a bit at that.

"It's more than just fog now..." he said grimly. He wanted to ask more, but... he had a feeling Stacey wouldn't have answers. Most likely he didn't know any more than what the dragon already knew.

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Invictus had brought up a pretty good point there. Then again, Shun had come to the school around that time so he wasn't sure how things were prior. As for 1999, that was something he'd have to ask the heir at a later point. In general there were a number of questions to ask the heir. Right now, they had the Hunter to deal with.

And then all of the sudden he heard Mitsu's voice right next to his left. It was almost startling since he didn't see her there. Shun soon realized that he was going to have a bit of a problem with this. His left peripherals were gone. Mentally, he made a note to train for this. Most likely it meant that he'd have trouble seeing attacks coming in from his left now.

Grimacing at this thought, he added another question for the hunter.

"And what of your other weapons? Explain them in detail. I've seen the dagger before; Caelius had used it to create some sort of barrier."

Christof shifted, anxious now that he had been called off. This wasn't fair. They were taking the human's word. A voice in it's head screaming when he just *touched* him? Madness. A partner. That had once been one fo them. A slave, more like it. Stolen Parts. He wobbled from foot to foot, whining a bit as he stared at him intently until he spotted the phone being passed around.

Finally, he nabbed it for his own vote, lips pursed as he typed to keep his anxious hands occupied.

Oh that Mac and his joking.

Hel didn’t pay any mind. She didn’t pay any mind to anything really, except the phone that everyone was now passing around. It held her attention, and she just knew the purpose it was being used for. The reaper let out a hiss as she slowly lifted her hand out to Christof, and it shook, but still she held it out and up for the phone.

She was going to make her vote.

Hel was appreciative that Christof held the phone out to her, but she just couldn’t show it at this point in time. The phone shook in her grasp, and in addition to the crack that was on it, it now sported some blood smears as well as Hel typed in her answer. Even if things hadn’t turned out this way…her answer still would have been the same. She placed the phone back into Christof’s hands, touching her fingertips briefly onto his hand to convey her thanks before letting her hand drop back down.

"So then what is your area? You mentioned some of the answers are not your field several times now," Shun asked. It sounded like they were split up into a number of groups, which made sense really. Come to think of it, the hunters had various markings on their coats. They must each mean something regarding to this. He just didn't know what exactly.

Shun gave Stacey a flat look.

"How ironic."