<div align="center">(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/shit_brick/Character%20Pix/IRL%20Women/Brunettes%20Western/lost_message_by_LittleFlairsmaller_zps5d9998ad.jpg)<br/><strong>Red Wilson</strong><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">(a level 25 pixie warlock to some, an eating machine to others, and a geek to most)</span></div><br/><em>Shit, no signal, </em>Red thinks, glaring at her phone.  Whoever is behind this sure when though a lot of trouble.  Whoever this is would have to have access to the school late at night.  It would HAVE to have been an inside job.  Were the janitors paid to install the cameras?  And what about the students?  Her thoughts were interupted by Stefy mocking Dyllan.  Instead of anger she felt exasperation.  Obviously Stefy wasn't taking the situation as seriously as she ought to.<br/><br/>Ignoring the bought between Max and Stefy (except for that stripper joke, that was gold and merited a smirk), she picked up the list that Rayne had thrown at her little group to study it, curling over it to cover the list, using her phone as light to read.<br/>Red, for the most part, agreed with what was written.<strong>"I don't think cliques should be a factor in the death order,"</strong>Red said jokingly.  Because Stefy wasn't blond, was the unsaid thought behind that.  She closed the notebook then placed it in the middle of the group.<br/><br/><strong>"As for cameras and microphones, Max is right.  I also would have placed one in every corner of the room, then maybe one under the teacher's table, and a few on some dark colored objects that would not have been as obvious, but somewhere where they could get a closer look with different angles, like a dark doorjamb or blackboard frame.  Or maybe even one beside, under or inside a trashcan with some garbage to cover it up.<br/>"Speaking of trashcans, Max, maybe you could just piss in there."</strong>Red said, smirking at him, not afraid to check him out openly as he slipped his shirt off.<br/><br/>Red wasn't about to strip, but she wasn't one to let a good thing go by without enjoying it.<br/><strong>"Looking good, Max."</strong>Red said after a long whistle.  Under her own loose, flimsy shirt was nothing but a small, tight red tube top, and she wasn't very comfortable showing that to this particular group.<br/>From the corner of her eye she was keeping an eye on Dyllan, who Brad had asked to come over.  Apparently Brad was more hurt than she initially thought.  Red couldn't help but feel a little bad.<br/><br/>Without really looking to Paul, she responded,<strong>"My phone's dead too.  If this is a joke,"</strong>Red said referring to Stefy's constant claims that it was,<strong>"this person sure is putting way too much money in to it."</strong>