The preparations had been completed, all things sorted and filed away without much of a headache. The school, St. Hugo's in Buena Vista, California, was a small Catholic highschool sporting a student population of 800. They would be easily noticed, which would set off alarms easily but also bring the supplier to them even more quickly - or so Lex planned. It could also scare them off, but Lex had assumed that whoever was supplying the substance would want more customers.
The files and identities were sorted out as well, less constructed than Lex would have liked, however the skeletons of personality they gave were sufficient for the motley crew he'd assembled. They were all in manila folders, splayed out on the glass coffee table in the same library he'd held their first meeting.
Lex waited patiently, standing behind the old armchair he'd dragged in from a Goodwill. Leather, with wooden arm rests and accents. Business casual, just like him.
Operative Files
Teacher A: Discipline first. All business. Keeps to themselves, not close with students. This operative will attempt to keep heat off Teacher B.
Teacher B: Flamboyant, energetic, very in tune with students. Will be handling most of the substance, but plays Teacher A as the decoy.
Groundskeeper: Neutral party, will not speak much. Monitors group and guards from any interceptors.
Student A: Transfer from Idaho. Get non Hunter students interested in substance. Look for possible recruits if time allows.
Student B: Transfer from Oregon. Get non Hunter students interested in substance. Look for possible recruits if time allows.
Student C: Transfer from Nevada. Get non Hunter students interested in substance. Look for possible recruits if time allows.
Student D: Transfer from Maine. Get non Hunter students interested in substance. Look for possible recruits if time allows.
Cafeteria Worker: Monitor student activities as meal period, find subjects exposed to substance and record student ID numbers.
Security Guard : Look for suspicious students or teachers, follow gut.
The OOC
Upon entering the room, each Hunter will nab an operative profile! This profile is only a baseline; please feel free to build off of it. All roles are key and important!
Please remember to be punctual! I realize many things happen in our daily lives, and that sometimes s**t happens. However, I really want this to go smoothly and not have the group waiting a week for a critical or crucial post! As such, this mission will be progressing every 48 hours! If you cannot meet this or feel that you won't be able to keep up, feel free to message me and have your hunter drop out! It's totally okay and no one will harbor any hard feelings!
Most of all, have fun! There are plenty of opportunities for exploring and going off to RP elsewhere in the school grounds throughout this mission!
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 10:04 am
Finn arrived, and a glance was given to the man in the chair before he moved towards the files that were spread out on a table. It seemed he was the first to arrive and had a choice to make, but Finn barely even scanned through them before picking up the one marked Security Guard.
Both of the teachers positions looked like too much ******** work, anyways.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 10:09 am
Oliver was as prompt as was possible for having stayed up half the night doing lab work, and then catching only a couple hours of sleep. His hair was in worse disarray than usual, and he yawned as he entered the room and rubbed his eyes. Both Finn and Lex got a sleepy wave.
He didn't look too hard at the profiles. It was pretty clear which sort of job he was being recruited to perform, and since his US geography was poor at best, one location was as good as another as far as he could tell. Grabbing Student D, he blinked sleepily at the details.
Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 10:10 am
Lydia, freshly back from the out post she had been sent on and sporting sunburned cheeks and nose that her weapon assured her would be healed up in no time flat (hopefully without her freckles returning full force), bustled and bumbled into the room with her usual grace of a three legged new born donkey gallivanting across a sheet of ice.
Stumbling over unlaced boots, she let out a small squeak and a "Sorry!" Giving Lex an embarrassed smile before she lowered her wide gaze down to the folders on the table. Pawing through them, she found the four listed as "Students" and read through each before picking the one labled "Student C".
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 10:22 am
Ripley received the text - or rather, tweet - and had made his way over to the Library, where this whole mess had started in the first place. When he arrived he noted those that had gotten there before him and, after taking a quick look at any file not labelled as a student, chose Teacher A.
"When are we leaving?" He inquired; he was already packed, but if he had time there was one more thing he would like to take care of.
Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 10:56 am
Jack arrived with a mug in hand—the second cup that day. Lifting it in passing as a sort of silent greeting, he picked up the Manila folder labeled Cafeteria Worker and began to read its contents. He wasn't picky: a job was a job, and this one put him in the midst of hundreds of students without needing to talk and with only observation and notation as the requirements.
Besides, no-one would believe he was a student, and he would be damned if he had to take a teacher position and actively interact with teenagers. A skim of the Teacher B folder told him he had made a good choice.
As Ripley had asked the more relevant question, Jack decided to add his own in a drawl: "Will I have to provide my own hairnet?" But at least that meant he was in good spirits.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 11:10 am
Chance slid in, carefully selected the file for Teacher B, and gave everyone in the room a cheerful smile.
"Morning, morning, glad to see you're all as chipper as ever."
Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 11:42 am
Chipper indeed: Stormy walked in, her hand in Gale's, beaming and ready to work. One wouldn't have been able to guess she had been holed up and troubled lately.
"Morning~" she greeted everyone as she all but bounced to the table, snatching up the Student A folder to read over. She joined Oliver and Lydia, eager to get off the island and do spy stuff for hot dad.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 12:42 pm
Finn, usually in the mood to interact at least enough to make a quip or two, had settled against the nearest wall to lean against and to read through his folder that he had only barely glanced at previously. A look was given to Ripley when he arrived, and also to Oliver and Chance, but it wasn't until Jack arrived that he finally moved, sidling over to the other man to look around him (over his shoulder was not happening) and to the folder he had picked.
And then he snorted. "I hope they don't ask you to actually make the food. We need students to be there, not in the hospital getting their stomach's pumped." He smiled, giving the other man a friendly pat on the shoulder.
medigel
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 12:59 pm
"You and I both," he replied, making a face at the very thought. "Although if students are ingesting Fear pills, I may very well face that scenario anyway. Would be easier to shepherd them away if so, under the pretense of visiting the school nurse if their conditions aren't resolved quickly...Although that would raise flags for our distributor if they're keen." He was mildly surprised the position wasn't available, but he supposed it was easier to insert substitute teachers than it was to replace the nurse.
He glanced at Finn's sheet. "Security guard, nice. Those poor kids," he added with a grin. "You getting a gun too? Or are you more of a taser guy?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 1:18 pm
Jack just raised a very interesting point.
"Do I get a gun?" He asked Lex, with his absolutely most pleasant I would never plan on using it on the children why would you think that? smile.
medigel
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 2:04 pm
Claude arrived in time for the delightful conversation of Finn and firearms, which was very questionable indeed. She made a bee line for the files and selected groundskeeper, moving off to the side and out of the way. She did a once over of the room to see who had gathered so far, but since she wasn't the most sociable of people, didn't speak to anyone just yet...well, except Oliver.
She drifted a bit closer to the boy, quirking a brow as she looked down at him.
"Are you going to be functional?" Kid looked ready to fall over.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 2:38 pm
"Just make sure you don't stick the gun in your back pocket and shoot yourself by accident," said Chance conversationally, without looking up from his folder.
Claude was just given a (friendly) middle finger.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 2:41 pm
Gale had stepped up beside Stormy, the Student B file in one hand, his other wrapped around his girlfriend's fingers.
"I'm apparently from...Oregon," he said, attempting to speak with an American accent and coming out sounding rather clumsy. "Where is that?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2015 3:08 pm
Oliver yawned so wide in reply, there were tears in his eyes. "Yeah... Um, I think so," he finally said. There would be some time to wake up a little more, if Lex was going to talk to them all now they were still waiting on a person or two. He gave Claude a sleepy smile and gestured towards her folder. "Which one did you get?"
