Pyro smiled at Thomas, who was never a stickler for the chivalric code, and who never placed courtesy to everyone at the top of his list. Maybe that was a good thing, but in Pyro's opinion, a little courtesy and upholding the honorable code gives structure to one's life. It could go a long way. Besides, being a good-mannered gentleman never hurt anyone. Now on to proper subjects, Pyro addressed Bella, "Milady, I have already asked Thomas to consider this, but do you think it will be a good idea to have humans along with us? We Kyn shed scent, and, to say the least, none of us are homely looking or even plain. The humans have no scent, and they might be able to penetrate the Bretheren's defenses better. Also, it would be a good idea to have them during the day, since that is when we are at our weakest. If you will please consider it, Lady Bella. I also have two humans in mind, Jack and Aaron would suffice. In fact, they could help profusely. If you have no problems with the two, I will go summon them immediately."

Pyro bowed to Lady Bella once more, and turned to the two female Kyn who had joined with, what now became, the meeting outside Bella's office. "Do you have all that you require? We do not know when exactly we will set out, probably tomorrow I think, so I suggest you get packed. If you already have, that is great. Also, if you do have passports that give enough cover, please tell the kind Thomas over there," Pyro swept a hand in Thomas' general direction, "As he is the one who will be making passports, and I am sure that all of us would like to spare him some trouble."

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Here's my bio, let me know if I should change anything! I'll be posting after I get caught up.

Name: Ciaran
Gender: Male
Age: 739
Race: Kyn
Appearance: http://www.theatre.com/photos/3003515.jpg
Tall and slender, dark curly hair, brown eyes.
Personality: He's normally quiet, calm, and a gentleman. If takes quite a bit to get him angry, but when that does happen, he won't back down from a fight.
History: To be developed
Talent: Ability to change and share human dreams
Scent: Rain
Weapons: A pistol and several daggers

[no you're good, just like... come to the "meeting" outside Bella's door and pretend that you're a bit late but you got briefed...]

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"Say hello to Mr. John McGrimman," David said to himself as he examined his false passport. He then thought of a brilliant idea and dashed towards Bella's office.

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I was cured all right.

Ciaran hurried through the castle hallways, on his way to the High Lady's office. Reaching the doorway, he found a small group of Kyn already gathered there. "I'm sorry I'm late." He said to all of them. "I heard Gabriel has been found- I'd like to join the group to rescue him. That is, if it's alright with you, Lady Bella."

Normally, he was quieter and more hesitant to speak, but these weren't normal circumstances. The thought of rescuing one of their own from humans had excited him.

((Actually... the Lady Bella is part of the group waiting outside the office...))

Johnorath nodded to each of the kyn as they came.
"Well, I have much to do until we leave. Pyro, you wouldn't mind briefing me what you talk about later," he said, bowing, then leaving. He went to his room, which was more of a large suite. The walls were decorated in weapons from the 1800s.

Johnorath took a suit case from a closet, and set it on his bed. He packed a few daggers, his three-barrel revolver, and cloths that would be needed, along with a few interesting gadjets that may have some use on the mission.

Then he went into a persional study that had numerous books, with a desk that held the computer and fax machine. Johnorath set the report papers in the proper order in the proper place, then punched in a series of numbers. Soon the machine was doing it's job, faxing the report to all the kyn that would be going on the mission...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

((I am soo... sorry I haven't been here. My grandmother got sick and I had to stay with her for the past 4 nights))



"Yes, Johnorath, I do plan on coming." she said to answer his question.





Bella turned to Pyro. "Yes that would be a fine idea to have them along." she answered him.



Bella watched the group number expand. She thought about excusing herself and going to pack, but remembered that she had already packed before the meeting. She stood smiling at the people approaching, and waited for any comments or questions about the missions.

((is there anything else I need to add, or anyone else i need to answer?? if so just tell me......))

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"Is all that we see or seem in a dream, but a dream?" -Edgar Allen Poe

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Normal is for Muggles!

((Ciaran joined the group and asked if he could join the mission))

((sorry I missed that! ))
Bella turned to Ciaran," Of course you can join, Ciaran." she said

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"Is all that we see or seem in a dream, but a dream?" -Edgar Allen Poe

[: ? # = $ ^ ~ +]


Normal is for Muggles!

((no prob! ))

Ciaran nodded and bowed to Lady Bella. "Thank you." He said, then turned to the rest of the group. "If you all will excuse me, I have preparations of my own to work on."

David patiently waited for one of the four leaders to be available so he could discuss some ideas he had. One of them involved hacking the Brethren computer and inserting a virus in it. The other involved getting to France in the first place. David thought (hopefully so did they) that they should either travel separately or in pairs, to eliminated suspicion.

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I was cured all right.

Thomas nodded curtly to Lady Bella and Pyro before turning to leave. Then he noticed David, seeming to want to speak. "One moment and I'll be with you," he said before asking the others present outside the High Lady's office if they needed passports (I'm not actually going to post about talking to everyone to save time. Thomas'll just make the passports and give them to the people and you can make up your names and all that other stuff). After their answers, Thomas turned back to David. "If you need to talk to one of us, I'm open. I'll just be going around to see who needs passports. But you'll have to walk with me to talk to me, unless you wish to speak to one of the others, them by all means..."

With that, Thomas began walking off towards the nearest Kyn's quarters who was going on the mission.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

David accompanied Thomas as he began, "Sir, if you don't mind, I am in need of four operatives to place the EMP bombs. I would have to briefly tell them what it does, where to put it, and how to activate them. And second, I was thinking for our arrival to France, that we travel either alone or in pairs. To make it less suspicious to the Brethren as they will be looking for large amounts of travelers."

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I was cured all right.

Pyro bowed to Bella once more, and decided to follow up behind Thomas on the way to get Jack and Aaron. He finally caught up to Thomas and David just as David said, "travel either alone or in pairs. To make it less suspicious to the Bretheren as they will be looking for large amounts of travelers."

Pyro decided to cut in, "Sorry I am be so rude, what with listening to the conversation uninvited and now breaking in like this, but that sounds like a very good plan. What say you, Thomas? I think young David here is well on his way to fool any tricks the Brethren might throw at him!" He winked at David.

"But I'm sorry, I only heard the latter part, and Thomas and Thomas alone will have to decide now since he would be the only one to hear it. Although, soon enough Johnorath, Bella and I would have heard it too. But now I must really go and get our human friends, Aarron and Jack. So good day to you both!"

With that parting Pyro made his way down the stone corridors of the castle once more looking for the two humans. He met Aaron first, coming out of his room, and informed him about the mission, and asked him to talk to Johnorath for more information and for faked passports. Then he set out looking for Jack. It was nice seeing all the Kyn -and maybe the humans- willing to risk danger for their own breed, even if they might not all be friends. But as they all say, "the enemy of my enemy is a friend to me", and the Bretheren are definaly enemies, and anyone against them would be a friend." He spotted Jack in the distance and called out, "Jack!"

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Benait sent another message to Jack by phone, ordering him to inform the Brethren of the date and manner the filthy Kyn were going to France and also how many. Jack was an important player, he was a double agent. Plus he was the controller of the trap, Benait and placed him in full charge of that. No doubt Jack had ways to contact all who were taking part in the trap, Benait had made sure of that. Then it occured to Benait to leave another message.

He hastily dialed Jack's number, waited for the automated message and pressed "1", "Jack, Benait. How are you able to get to France with the filthy soulless monsters without detection? shall we have to arrange something?"

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"Do you need a passport?" Emmeline asked Aryth.

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Thomas nodded to David's suggestion and request. "Alright, I'll let you select the people you want. And I agree, go in groups of no more than three at most, preferably only two with most of the people alone and in different cars (or far away from each other, depending on how the Chunnel train is set up) and seats away from each other..." Thomas shook his head. "Sorry, I'm rambeling. It helps...sometimes. Well I'll leave you to it; I need to get to work."

Thomas began to turn a corner, but stopped. "Quick question: Do you need a passport, or two?"

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.