Darilus le'Crussant High; Mission of the Bloods (RP)

[KoBRe LaiR]

Appears form out of nowhere mysteriously. "Wemics... um..." repeats what a Ferium said.
"Do you have soemthing against them?" questioned him while rounding him in circles.
Alex ahs been wondering around all night long trying to find out what the whole mess was. He tried talking to some lower class students but as he tried to, he was stopped by someone always.
"How am I suppose to get some info around here if everyone fears me?" repeated these words as he was pacing up to the headmaster for questions.

 

[Ciera]

The Headmaster sighs.

"All of the wounds were neatly done; we assume they were performed by one in Advanced Surgical Healing. No, no signs of rape. But their books were missing, when we found them," he coughs slightly, and takes a sip from his glass of water.

Jynsi crosses her arms behind her head, thinking of what had just been said. Nodding slightly to herself, her foot tapping on the floor, she looks at the Headmaster suddenly, wanting to know more.

"Bottoms of their class, as in flunking out, bottoms?" The old Wemic nods. "Maybe one of the higher level students were..upset that they were being slowed down by the females?"

"Maybe..."

(The Jynsi-action paragraph was in rhymes, so cheesy ^^; )

 

[Zephiros]

<No one fears you wemic, so shut it and sit down somewhere> Sharu's eyes were glowing red in anger at the wemic's thinking. All wemics were the same in his mind, all thinking they were feared and that other races were beneath them...it made him so mad. However, he would ignore the wemic this time because of the matter at hand... hearts.. who would want hearts and why?

sharu laid down, resting his head on his paws, setting his mind on the problem... and why only wemics? Something wasn't fitting and it was making him mad. <Headmaster, that's not enough information, the range of suspects is till far too broad... is there anything else you can tell us, anything?> Sharu kept his head on his paws, but he kept his eyes on the headmaster, waiting for an answer.

 

[Ciera]

"I would think you have enough to wrok off of; teher are barely any students that take Advanced Surgical Healing," the Headmaster narrows his eyes at Sharu, and tosses him a rolled up scroll. "Why don't you go and herd all of these people in? Take him, with you." As he finishes speaking, the old Wemic points at the male Fierum (can't remember his name, sorry!).

"There aren't many of them," he continues. "A mere twelve."

Running a hand through her hair, Jynsi grimaces. "What do we have to do, baby-sit them? I didn't come here to keep an eye on suspects..."

"Oh, no. You'll be doing more than 'baby-sitting'... Each of you will be transferred into the Advanced Surgical Healing class, but only as spectators. ANyone who seems a little suspicious, write down their name and report straight to me."