Several bones to pick

[bejustorbedead]

Who Ky Kiske (bejustorbedead), Ekkehardt Gehring (spelleton), Maya Matlin (lastexit), Tyzias Entykk (tiredcharmer), Killua Zoldyck (kill_ua), Alisaie Leveiller (adelphoi), Kris (lostcrystal)
What Hunting in Parisian sewers and ossuaries
When January 23 for actual hunt, 22nd for briefing
Where Paris, France
Warnings: Violence against vitally challenged, Paris is a dirty city, more will be added as needed



When the sign up was finalized, everyone was given a suggestion to pack clothes they would not mind having to throw away and sturdy shoes, boots preferably.

On the morning they were scheduled to leave, Ky gathered the students who signed up, with files on his desk.

"This would be a standard urban hunt - the ideal is to slip in, take down the monster and get back without a civilian getting in harm's way or taking notice." He started, voice firm and clipped - booking no argument or backtalk.

"Miss Leveiller will be our guide for the Catacombs of the Parisian Underground where we are likely to find it, and I can serve as the guide for the more ancient parts if it flees there. Miss Matlin will assist in detecting the creature - she is a non-combatant, so please keep that in mind, and one of us will keep an eye out for her at all times."

"And this is important: There will be NO splitting up unless I give the order - I do not care if you believe it will let you get the drop on the monster, or you found a 'shortcut', You do not want to get lost in the sewer system, believe me. I will reiterate and update the briefing before we actually enter the catacombs as we may have more accurate information on our target by then."

Once that was finished, he relaxes somewhat. "We'll be be hunting the day after, but once we arrive at our hotel, you are free to relax and tour - dinner will be at 8, and you must return to the hotel at 10 so that I know you are still there, I will not enforce bedtime, since I trust you understand your own body's need for sleep than I would. We'll then enter the Catacombs at 8 in the morning.

Any questions before we leave?"

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[tiredcharmer]

If looks could kill, Tyzias would be disintegrated by the glares the waitstaff are shooting at her. Not only is she dressed in shabby jeans, a sweaty-looking undershirt, and scuffed work boots, but almost every inch of her is covered in scars and tattoos and she's eating an absolutely massive pile of food like a complete animal. "Holy fuck this is good," she says in between bites while scribbling... something into her notebook.

[lastexit]

Maya's been a little off since arriving in Paris. Following along but seeming vaguely lost. She ordered a few things for dinner then got lost in her own head again.

That is, until Tyzias was loud.

Maya startles a little, then just eats, a little more aware of everyone now. Going into a fugue tends to tone down the music around her, now that she's aware it's all loud again. At least she knows who is capable of what, that should help. "So... we just eat like we're not wandering off into a dark catacombs monster hunting later?"

[bejustorbedead]

He was looking at a fork like it was the most disdainful thing before he picks it up, his motions a little clumsy with it, but from the look of bliss that comes across his face, he is enjoying his coq du riesling - though he covers his mouth, swallowing before he answers Maya's question.

"It may seem strange, but food is just as powerful as magic - never underestimate what a good meal can do for someone's morale, and it's only fair that you should at least get something good out of this."

[kill_ua]

"The monster will still be there whether or not we eat, so let's eat." Killua certainly didn't hesitate at digging in. From the way he handled himself, it was pretty clear that he was used to eating at upscale places like this.

[lastexit]

"I just mean- acting like things are normal, when everyone doesn't know what's really out in the world..." Yeah, she's not looking at Killua, she picked a seat as far from him as possible. As much as Tyzias is loud, and Maya's still not sure how to take the whole dumpster thing. Or the late nights of work, Tyzias isn't quite as terrifying a presence. "That they'd think we were all crazy."

Maya shuddered as a couple walked in, she stopped to stare at them. Getting lost in her judgment off of what she hears from them. "That guy's a bastard."