<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/dy2egH8.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Clio Dewalt</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Roaming Faire Child Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Traveling Seeker of Eldest Knowledge Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Metal Weaving Child of the Forge Invoked</strong> [ ]<br/><br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Injured<br/>[ ] Maimed<br/>[ ] Taken Out<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/></div></div></div></div><strong>Location:</strong>Classroom 103 - Outside<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><hr/><br/>Clio flopped down not on one of the seats but the covered table itself, feet idly swinging as she gave Namira a teasing smirk. "The entire scooby cast spends as much time as damsel's in distress as big heros. Hell Shaggy and Scooby's cowardice is well known."<br/><br/>The kicking of her feet slowed and her lips curled into a frown as Namira and Luke both revealed their information. Fingers drum against the table before a sigh slips from her. "So that creepy guy that started spouting all the crap about you is tied to a bunch of lasses that went poof. And. Someone's pissed off an underwater group by stealing from them... Wonderful."<br/><br/>JD's barging in and all a flustered drew a snicker from her, head tilting and an eyebrow raising. "Now lassie what'cha doin' thinkin' I be some grand scholar?" Luke's words though quickly calm her teasing and she gives a small nod. "Not sure the school offers extra credit for acting out the part of a private eye. And wasn't your shotgun taken because you WEREN'T responsible enough?"<br/><br/>JD pointing out the ash and then turning to poetry brought a frown to her lips as she sat up and focused on the distance. "... bad omens. If the volcano is waking that's a lot of sacrifices needed." Tilting her head down she hums, fingers idly tracing random markings on the table. "Might be why the teachers are having trouble? To busy trying to counter the growing power... I'd say it's hogwash but... way to much going on."<br/><br/>Glancing at the phone distracted Namira she starts reaching out for the woman's ribs only to pause as she informs them about the video call. "Too much troubling. It's either one hell of a coincidence or he might be part of the feeding... can we call people piranhas?"