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Mitsu was feeling uncomfortable to say the least. Even among their own there were conflicting ideas and unrest. They were hardly a team only bond together by an idea. She wasn't sure what to say that would change that, what to do to make things better. The simple answer was she likely could do nothing. Lizzy was doing her best to be the mediator in all of this and while it was a surprise to find out that the ghoul along with Xiu and Junko were collectively the admin Mitsu couldn't think of a better choice of people. Lizzy always had good advice and was very open minded and with her and Xiu and Junko she knew they had everyone's best interests at heart.

Silently the lycan watched the exchange between the students, her eyes trailing from Shun to Sammy. There was a look of disapproval to the both of them but she didn't utter a word. She didn't entirely distrust Sammy but she was leery of the ghoul for having attacked Shun. It was the same instance with Jericho for having threatened her reaper. Above all else her loyalties were with him even if that lead her down a bit darker of a road.

At first, Jericho seemed to be interested by the prospect of raiding Red's office for information. It was possible she had more information regarding Insanity or the hunters as a whole. However, the fact that it was a stealth mission of all things meant he should probably stay out. Quiet was something he was not. And with the way he was lately, he was a little too volatile to really do something like that.

"You guys better find something useful," he said gruffly instead. The dragon crossed his arms still. As much as he would like to join in on that, moving around silently was not within his skillset. If flight had been involved, that'd be a different story. But on the ground, he was generally more clumsy and well.

Noisy.

Another mission.

That immediately made Mot's gut tighten uncomfortably. The last time they'd done a mission, Shun lost and eye and Hel lost her wings. He was not so keen about doing another.

The nature of the mission didn't seem like it would involve conflict, but he was weary. What if they were caught? Would that put a black mark on his behavior record? How would that effect his prospects at becoming a Boogeyman himself? Still, the information found could answer a lot of questions and shed light on what was unknown to them as students. That didn't mean he himself had to be there though.

It was a tough call.

For once, the hellhound was not trying to cause a ruckus. Damien watched on quietly as the meeting progressed, green eyes and keen ears stayed alert and keen on the details being discussed. Jericho's ash gray wings and the meaning behind the ailment, the true identity of the Admin, the three ghouls that were well known in the circles he traveled in, with the addition of pepin, their webmaster.

It was such a simple idea, to keep informed about the assailant, the hunters. It was a simple way of exchanging information, and while he never managed to join in the last mission they had, showed they were just as eager to keep the safety of the school in their top priority.

Now they spoke of another mission, one that came not long after the horrid event that kept him locked up in his own quarters for the better half of the week. All those horsemen, lives, hopes and dreams that were gone in a instant. it still made him shudder when solitude came in the wee hours of the night. He never wanted to see the people he spent the recent days, weeks with , end up like that.

The thought made the demon dog boil curl his tail up over his torso in discomfort, his face contorted with the feeling in his stomach dropping down into nothingness. "How big is this party going to be, considering its going to be a intel recovery mission?" he asked awkwardly, finally piping up and making his presence known. Sure it wasn't as dangerous as the last mission entailed, but there was the chance of discovery and a chance at being seriously detained by the boogeymen, or worse.

But there was always the chance that a vital piece of info was waiting to be uncovered, something that could even out the battlefield with the violent humans. Something that could aid them in finding a weakness in their small but powerful army of meatbag/ former Halloween combinations.

there were still many things to be weighed before making a decision.

Hel had, oddly enough, fallen silent between the two reapers as events got under way. The reaper usually fell quiet when she was trying to digest large pieces of very important information, just like learning who the admins of SEEDs were. Hel had to say she was most certainly surprised…surprised and impressed, but also proud of the three ghouls who didn’t seem…exactly capable of pulling something like this off. As the conversation went on and people erupted into mini-squabbles around them, Hel found she didn’t mind. The noise helped her think…though Mot’s distress about the subject of Bogeymen was apparent to her.

The ghoul looked up at the cowboil, her bros furrowed. “Mot.” She started. “If it truly is your dream and you truly want to make a change do not let what others say about it change your mind, and do not be afraid to claim it, either. You are throwing in the towel when the going gets tough already, cut it out. Either you have the resolve to do it or you do not. I still stand by the fact that we need good beings like yourself in there to fix it.” The reaper sighed, turning her attention back to Lizzy.

Ah the mission…honestly, Hel wasn’t into snooping. That wasn’t her thing…she wasn’t exactly a quiet individual after all…but…but…

The valkyrie pulled out her phone and sent a text rather decidedly.

"We were wondering if you would like to lead the group being sent into Red's Office?" The look she gave was a hopeful one, "I... Regret to say that I do not know much about Professor Red. I never had the opportunity to speak to her much, aside from one class that never took place, and the Skittershark class... Where there really wasn't that much interaction. When she was still around, I never did look her up either. I guess I took it for granted that the teachers would always be there..."

She sighed, rubbing her bare arm, her eyes remaining on Shehk's, "Her passing affected me, affected us, a lot. However, I... I have to admit that for us, who barely knew her-" She glanced briefly to Junko and Xiu, who were at her side, "-her passing didn't make as great an impact as it had, on certain students. I was there, on the day of her passing. You seemed close to Professor Red, or at least, you seem like someone who needed closure more than the rest of us... So, would you please lead the group? We talked about this beforehand, and all three of us agreed that you are the best choice. Take care of the students, make quick decisions if things go wrong..."

She would say more, but she was sure that Shehk had already caught her drift.