-Scarlett-
Scarlett shoved open the doors of the Ravenwood Inn. Before she was even halfway through the door, she started loudly asking the question, "Where's everyone going?" As she glanced back out the front door quickly, to where all the mundanes were scattering and dispersing. She turned back into the inn, pulling her shades down the bridge of her nose, and glancing over their upper rims as her eyes began to adjust to the darker Tavern lighting. Once her eyes had adjusted Scarlett took in the scene of all the hunters gathering for a meeting. "Ah, a hunters meeting," she decided after analyzing the scene. Scarlett sauntered over to the table where all the rest of the hunters were gathering around Grannie J. "Hey hey, everyone! What's crackin'?" Scarlett questioned in a jovial manner as she pushed her shades up and resettled them on top of her head. "Hope I didn't miss anything. Why are we having a meeting this early in the day, and why wasn't I informed?" Scarlett joked, uttering the last part in a sarcastically hurt tone. Scarlett took a seat in one of the chairs around the table, leaning back in her seat and propping her mud-caked combat boots up on the top of the table, with one ankle crossed over the other. 

-Jessica (Grannie J)-
Grannie J took a moment to ensure all the hunters were present, and gathered around the table. She was about to start the discussion about the hunters' plan of action concerning the feral vampire nest that was sweeping through towns and headed their way when Scarlett made her usual loud entrance. She diverted from her planned discussion just long enough to raise an eyebrow at Scarlett, and issue a warning. "Dear Miss Scarlett, I am so very happy you were able to make it; however, if I have to tell you one more time to keep your feet off the tables, I am afraid I will be forced to remove your feet from your body permanently, therefore removing any persistent temptation permanently," Grannie J threatened, flicking a chunk of dirt that had fallen off of Scarlett's boot from the table. While Grannie J's kind, loving, grandmotherly smile never left her face, the tone in her voice said she meant business, and was not to be tested. It was the tone that demanded respect, and had kept grown men and old hunters from ever trying to question or test her; well, that tone, and the fact that she could and would follow through with her threats if necessary. 

Scarlett yanked her feet off the table in a second flat. A shy, embarrassed grin replaced the cocky grin that had just been on her face. "Hehe, sorry Grannie J. It won't be an issue again," Scarlett promised. Scarlett shoved her hands under her thighs and zipped her loud mouth shut as Grannie J began talking again. 

"Ok, so now that everyone is here and settled, let us get started with the meeting. I called you all together for this meeting, because as many of you already know, there is a feral pack of vampires attacking a town nearly two hours to the South of here. There have been reports of people randomly disappearing yesterday, and I fear soon the vampires will suck the entire town dry. They will kill anything, everything, and everyone they can get their hands on. This isn't a normal nest of vampires; instead, it is believed that this nest has drained their normal source of blood and therefore lost any sense of humanity they previously may or may not have had. As I've already expressed to a few of you, I think we can't just leave the people of that town be slaughtered like animals; however, some of you have expressed a desire to leave the town that is under attack to defend themselves so that we can instead prepare our own town for their impending attack. Obviously I have an opinion, but as always, I wish to hear the opinion of each and every one of you because in the end, no matter what we decide to do, we will need each and everyone of you to fight if we are to be successful with either plan," Grannie J finished. She looked to each of the hunters with discerning, wise eyes, waiting to see what they would all decide to do.