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[great_king_of_evil]

Characters: Ganondorf and anyone desiring to organize in order to fight Jason.
Setting: The Cafeteria, early morning on the 16th.
Format: Action for the main reunion, whatever for the mingle threads.

Summary: Ganondorf sent to every mailbox in the tower this letter. You may also happen to find some copies of the letter on random floors if you don't have a mailbox just yet. It's basically a call for people willing to kill Jason and it tells them to gather at the Cafeteria so as to start organizing. Some more explanation here. Ganondorf won't care if you're a good guy or one of his sworn enemies-- This is a greater cause to fight for, right? And greater causes call for truces. Besides, it's not like he's secretly hoping to absorb Jason's power if they manage to defeat him, nope.

So if you wanna become a part of Jasonbusters? Just hop right in!

Warning: If your character decides to take part to the effort to attack Jason and that they do manage to kill him well. There will be consequences, but what is life without a healthy dose of risk? And Ganondorf will take the biggest part of the punishment (permanent death) if he kills Jason anyway, so that's win-win for everyone.

Mingling (Pre Meeting)
The Meeting

Comments

[puppy_lancer]

[With a little huff, he turns his face away. He would rather that perfectly good knights like Diarmuid and Lancelot not sully themselves with dishonorable methods. But he knows that both of them want the same thing--and that's to protect their loved ones by removing dangers. And both of them seemed ready to sacrifice anything for that cause.]

[chevalier_mal_fet]

[Ah, Cu Chulainn. But Lancelot is not Perfectly Good. Only Imperfectly.
He gives a slight shrug of his shoulders as Cu Culainn looks away, as if shouldering a familiar burden.]

i feel like a silent movie scriptwriter

[puppy_lancer]

[When he thinks Lancelot is no longer noticing him, he glances at Lancelot again. He lacks the intensity of his earlier glare.]

[He's resigned to whatever you decides. And he'll try not to judge you too harshly if it gets the job of killing Jason done.]

[chevalier_mal_fet]

[Whilst some other is talking, Lancelot simply appears beside Cu Chulainn. His voice is low and confidential.]

I take it you do not approve of my Methods, Cu Chulainn.

[puppy_lancer]

...Not completely, but I can't control your choices.

[It's the same thing he told Diarmuid.]

Do you not find them unfitting for a knight?

Ancient Tag: Feel Free to Ignore If You Wish!

[chevalier_mal_fet]

Do you find it unfitting for a Knight to use Stealth and Strategy? To use what comes to his Hand, and not his Sword alone?
[The Dark Knight's anger seems to quicken-- and then to swiftly fade. He sighs and shrugs one shoulder in reply.]

Such are my Powers, Cu Chulainn. Whether given to me in Life, or set upon me for my Sins, they are my Arsenal.
What remains in me of Knighthood does not shy from their use.

[puppy_lancer]

[He sighs.]

I get it. If it's your Noble Phantasm, then it might be a waste not to use it.

[Even if it had some less than honorable effects.]

[chevalier_mal_fet]

Aye, that it would be.

Do you use your Abilities, Cu Chulainn, and I will use my own-- and if by my Strength I may save your life, well then, you shall owe me a toast afterwards.

[Grim as Lancelot can be, Battle cheers him, and there is the ghost of a smile about his lips. The last of his words are spoken with not a little mischief in them.]

[puppy_lancer]

[He perks back up at that suggestion.]

I will, won't I? Hopefully we'll get beer once Jason is dead, since it'll no longer be his month.

[chevalier_mal_fet]

[It occurs to Lancelot that there are few things more wrong in nature than a morose Cu Chulainn.]

We shall toast together then, when the Battle is done.
Whatever befall.