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JA Meeting

Outside of Dr. Carter's classroom is a sign which reads:

Junior Achievers Meeting

All are welcome

Tonight's topics include:

1) Announcement from the President

2) Veronica Mars intro & article request

3) Callisto & Fashion show planning

4) Show of gratitude for those who worked the bake sale

5) Any new business

Free food provided

Angelus is inside, looking as though there's a great deal on his mind and as though there's a high likelihood that his distraction has something to do with the travel plans that are scattered across his desk (anyone peeking would see London, Paris, and Rome listed on his notes). On Dr. Carter's desk is a box of fudge nut brownies from Deb's. The door to the classroom is wide open.

~~[ooc: you know the drill, hang on while I set up comment threads and then go nuts, be it with the brownies or otherwise ;) ]~~

[ooc: ETA: All done! Post away!]

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"You can see why Veronica's article can't come soon enough," Angelus met Faith's eyes. "You know what names are going to go up on the list if anybody starts looking at people's pasts to find out where a 'killer' label would apply."

Faith's eyes went cold. "Yeah, well here's hoping it doesn't get that far. The last thing I need is anyone asking around about me- especially since some of our fabulous schoolmates know my past in detail."

Duce shakes her head, "At least your past isn't immortalized in works currently on the English curriculum." She pushes a snake off her face absently, "The 'killer' shoe fits entirely too many feet. Without a body, they have no method, with no method, they can't narrow it down. Shit, we have a known assassin here at school. Too many places to point the finger, so they won't be doing it until they can narrow it down."

She mutters, "They'll just do stuff in the name of 'for your protection' until then and drive us all stark, raving mad."

Faith stared at Duce for a moment. "You're that... oh, things make much more sense. Just cause they shouldn't point the finger doesn't mean they won't. And I really wouldn't appreciate a thorough background check, even if it isn't done in an accusing manner."

Faith rolls her eyes. "And, of course, the stuff won't even make much of a difference, because people will either rebel or something'll fall through the cracks. Excellent."

Duce's mouth quirks in a wry smile, "Yes." Her voice takes on an inhuman, multi-tonal timbre, sounding both hollow and choral at the same time, "We are the Medusa, gorgon scourge of Ancient Greece. Whore of the gods, slayer of men."

Her voice returns to normal as she adds, "And currently stuck reliving puberty and highschool. Fucking. Sucks."

Duce smiles slightly, "We have one thing working in our favour. The school's recording system. I'd be willing to bet a shiny that the administration is pouring over every recording for the time period surrounding Kitty's dissappearing act and noting which students were on campus. You live in the dorms, right? If you were home that night, you're golden."

She points out, "Kitty disappeared in town. Not here. They have no reason to suspect a student. None of us had any motive or reason - that I know of, anyway - to hurt Kitty. More likely, it was an adult predator. It does seem suspicious that the hotel owner and the brothel owner disappeared right around the same time, doesn't it?"

Faith raised her eyebrows. "Impressive. And also: incredibly sucktastic."

"As far as the security tapes go, that's good. I don't remember what I was doing Thursday, but I'm pretty sure it was boring and here." Faith nodded. "And it's wicked suspicious that they left like that."

Duce considers something for a moment, and adds quietly, "You know Bagoas? Student here, oh so pretty, hangs out with that Han Solo kid like he's glued to him? He used to work for the madam that skipped town. Obviously she doesn't have a problem employing minors... or rather, boys who *look* like minors."

She shrugs, "There are a lot of possibilities. So far, none of them are pretty. And apparently there's only her dragon's word for what happened."

Faith nods. "Yeah, I know who he is- I listen to the radio, I probably know more about people's personal buisness then I'd like. Wasn't the hotel owner violent, too? I think I kinda remember something about him threatening Solo."

Faith made a face. "Her dragon's word? Great. And you'd think someone who had a dragon wouldn't be so easy to kill."

Duce nodded, "Threw him up against a wall. Something about Han fucking Jayne or.. something. It was confusing."

Half her mouth quirks in a smile, "The little purple guy's only about as big as a cat. But you're right.. whoever put her out of commission had to have taken the little thing into account. Even at that size, the element of surprise could've done.. something."

"Yeah, cause an adult assaulting a kid is always the sign of cute cuddly things to come," Faith said, rolling her eyes.

"And a little dragon totally could have caused problems. Can't those things breathe fire? This whole thing is sounding fishier and fishier."

Duce agrees, "Something smells in Denmark. ~~I mean, besides Hamlet..~~ This whole thing reeks of some sort of setup to me. I just can't pinpoint what it's a setup for."

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http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/ - 2005-11-02 04:40 (UTC) - Expand

"He have any powers?" Angelus asked. "I know dragons where I'm from can spit fire and the like... unfortunately not always from their mouths. But Kitty told me he was an alien. The space kind, not the illegally crossing the border kind. Maybe he's all bark and no bite?"

(ooc, as a rabid lockheed fangirl- he's totally kickass.)

Re: Chit Chat

medusae-x.livejournal.com - 2005-11-02 04:36 (UTC) - Expand

"Duce, you're pretty rules-savvy," Angelus said, looking at her curiously. "Is it even possible to kill in Fandom Town? I thought they had spells or the Townie version of Rover or some crap."

"As far as I know, it's possible to kill in town. The cops.. the ones I've seen.. are all normal humans. The town is like fucking Pleasantville..." Duce thinks about it for a moment, "However, that doesn't mean there's not a system in place. Not having attempted to murder anyone, I couldn't say whether it has a way to prevent murder. So it might. But you'll have noticed that the incidents of aggression are low, even for a town this size. I'd originally suspected some sort of pacifying drug in the water."

She doesn't sound entirely like she's joking.

Faith makes a face. "Nothing preventing beating the crap out of people, at least as far as I've noticed. And some people get into pretty bad fights, and no rovery things showed up."

She appears to seriously consider the drinking water idea.

Duce shakes her head, "Rover's only allowed to patrol the school grounds proper, or to handle situations with students in town - but even then, he has to be called. Town has police."

Faith shrugged. "Yeah, but I figure there's probably more then one of him in the world. A town like this, that might be a good. Or would be, if he wasn't a little bit creepy."

"I figured there had to be something," Angelus said. "As many violent types live in that place? But as you say, not like I ever checked. I just assumed that if killing was possible we'd already be seeing stacks of bodies everywhere. You can't tell me everybody in town has good impulse control. Besides, they're allowed to have weapons."

Duce shrugs, "No clue. It is a pretty small island, and everyone's got their nose in everyone else's business all the time, but still." She smirks slightly, "The arguement could be made that the very fact they're going around armed and there is such a low murder rate is a testiment of the general population's impulse control.."

"Point," Angelus acknowledged. "But that just adds a layer to the mystery. How'd somebody get away with killing a kid in a town full of people just itching to play vigilante?"

"All they've gotten away with so far is making her disappear and convincing her dragon she's dead," Duce points out. "Getting a kid to go off gods know where? Easy, and in this town? Probably easier because unless the person doing it gave off creep vibes or was a stranger.. nobody'd blink. The dragon? A bit harder. But I don't know enough about how dragons think or see or hear to make judgment on that. Dragon says she's dead, and that a killer did it.. but we don't know *why* the dragon says that.. did it see it happen, is it assuming it happened, does it have some sort of telepathic bond with her that lets it just know what happened to her?"

Shrugging, "All are likely. So far: We have a missing girl, suspected dead."

Angelus nodded. "This is what I'm saying. And let's face it, there's plenty amongst our friends who'd be right there with you."

"Yeah. I can think of a few off the top of my head," she said, nodding.

"I'll admit this is not the news that would normally have me leaving town," Angelus said. "~~My stupid player just had to schedule her trip for this week, damn it~~ I don't like not being able to be here and watch the investigation. Last thing we need is some well-intentioned citizen claiming they found wood splinters or a barbeque fork at the scene of the crime."

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