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Lena wrinkled her nose at Avery's assertion that their roles in this last game had nothing to do with their place in this game, dispelling that as soon as she could. "Hey now, Councilwoman! I was an excellent seer in our last encounter, the villagers lived to see a new dawn. Of course you had to die a beautiful, tragic death as a martyr in order for that to happen but hey..." White teeth flashed wide in a smile so cheesily brilliant it might not be called 's**t-eating'. Even though it was.

Turning herself out towards the rest of the room the bluenette pushed her hair back and made the smile even bigger, if that were possible. Lena did a lot of things that didn't seem quite possible. "I'm Lena. I do whatever it is I feel like at the moment though I do have a single steady employer. Unfortunately, for national security reasons, I can't tell you any more about it." Mostly because explaining she worked at a sex shop never went over well.

Was there something else she was supposed to say? Arguing she wasn't a wolf? Nah. She was their seer last time and rocked at it. Everyone knew she could be trusted!

"Feel free to start the accusations at any time," Ever offered, flipping his card around to show clearly why he wasn't a wolf -- because his said Moderator on it most clearly. He tapped it against his knee, looking at the lot of them.

"Also, I see those sullen expressions. You don't know each others' names. These are your fellow officers; these are the people you work with, and if you don't know them, that's on you." he raised his eyebrows, eyes sweeping over those he didn't know so well.

"I assume you all know that I'm Ever, now. General Ilmenite, for the curious. And I bartend at Bottoms Up, the gayest gay bar downtown."

He flicked brief looks to those who hadn't spoken yet. "There's still some people who have to introduce themselves, but might I suggest getting the lynching going while they gather their courage?"

Avery very specifically said nothing to support or discredit Lena's claim of excelling in her role as Seer. After all, if she'd been so good, she'd have killed off those pesky wolves before they'd torn Avery to pieces!

"Well, here's something useful from our last game - those that ended up being quiet, pointed no fingers, and did their best to avoid drawing attention, invariably ended up being werewolves - except for Sawyer, who is very clearly always a naughty boy."

While factual, it was also an effort on Avery's behalf to get the others involved. The game was no fun when everyone kept their opinions to themselves and sulked quietly the whole time.

"My thank you Sawyer," Jade replied, gifting him a quick smile before turning to Avery. She listened her words, considering them and pondering how it would affect to other's behaviour. Would that affect to her behaviour?

"I vote for Ariel as well," Jade said then, deciding it was the best to go with the flow rather than point any fingers yet. At least for now.

Delilah found herself sneaking glances at Avery quite a bit. It was amazing to her the kind of connections the Negaverse had. That and, okay, she was a lot hotter in person than on TV or in the newspaper. Nothing was going to do a girl that lovely justice except being close by, she supposed.

Ah well, she'd gotten names and maybe it was time to vote. "Yeah, sorry, but I gotta go with Ariel. Sorry, sweetie, you're really cute, but you just look so very, very grumpy."

With everyone introducing themselves, Scott thought he was ready for the event to start, but of course, then he thought wrong. He always thought wrong. Suddenly, there was someone sitting next to him, and Scott stared at Sawyer as though he just spontaneously combusted in front of his very eyes. He just openly admitting to being the werewolf in the last event, and no amount of logic to that fact being irrelevant for this event could comfort him.

Then, Mackenzie turned her vote to him, and Scott was quick to retaliate, though weakly. "If I was the werewolf, I would have tripped over someone, don't you think?"

Yes, make a joke at his own expense. It hurt and he knew others would laugh, but so long as he made that joke first, then it lessened the blow. It was the only thing he could think of.

"I... vote Ariel." Because others had.

Makayla glance over the people, making sure she remember names of those new to the game. Leaning forward, she nods as she turns her eyes towards Ariel then glance towards Scoot, chewing on the inside of her mouth for a brief moment. Shaking her head, she nods to Ariel "You don't look to happy, this can't be a good thing. My vote is Ariel." grabbing her beer, she rolls it between her fingers for a brief moment before taking another swing.