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Vernon mostly ignored Luigi as the boy stormed in. He seemed mostly focused on Bak and if he wanted to play mechanic, that was fine. 

[color=007236]"Oh, so we're [i]discussing[/i] Clara? So you don't fucking know then? Nobody knows where she is, do they? Well that's just fucking fantastic,"[/color] Vernon snapped. She was literally the only person he respected around here. Sure, he had a healthy "respect" for certain people based on how difficult they'd be to deal with in a fight, but he didn't make a habit of listening to anyone but Clara. No one else could really match her presence.

[color=CFD3C6]"As opposed to just plain old fantastic?"[/color] Rurik rolled his eyes and reluctantly dragged his feet off the table and onto the spare chair he'd been provided.

[color=007236]"One more fucking word and I swear-"[/color] Vernon grit his teeth, but made to take the chair Bak had offered him. For the moment he'd play nice. He didn't dislike Bak, he just had absolutely no fucking desire to deal with her as a leader for more than the duration of this meeting. Her little display of refusing to believe Diana was a witch because of all the childish stereotypes she apparently believed was proof of exactly why.

Before Vernon could even step around the table to sit, someone else stepped through the door. Or rather, the poorly repaired door that was currently hanging at an odd angle.

"Ah, so you [i]are[/i] holding a meeting today. Oh, and if it isn't Diana here after all." He, and Diana at the very least would recognize him as Ward, spoke. "Greetings."

[color=007236]"OK, and who the fuck is this?"[/color] Vernon threw his arm in a dramatic gesture toward the intruder.

"Ward Cross," Ward answered for them.

[color=007236]"You become a member of the council while I wasn't looking?"[/color] Vernon raised an eyebrow.

"Not quite. But interestingly, it seems the usual channels for the council have all been inconveniently cut off. Head of the school is unavailable, and the head of the council is... missing?"

[color=007236]"Yeah, sucks to be you. [i]Get out.[/i]"[/color] Vernon glowered. He just didn't have any patience today. [color=007236]"You have three seconds before I force the issue."[/color]

"Oh, well, if I'm not welcome, so be it." It seemed he chose not to push his luck and held his hands up in capitulation before stepping back out.

[color=CFD3C6]"Wait, didn't Deeana say Ward might know stuff?"[/color] Rurik chimed in, if only to press Vernon's buttons. [color=CFD3C6]"Hey Ward! You know stuff?!"[/color]

Vernon was silently fuming and shooting daggers at Rurik when Ward slid back into the room, a tiny, knowing smile on his face. "Well, that depends, what is it that you think I might know?"

Vernon's face twisted in frustration, [color=007236]"Oh bullshit, like this guy knows anything!"[/color] he spat before stomping over to his chair. [color=007236]"Just kick him out, Bak,"[/color] Vernon growled and sat, arms and legs crossed.

"Well, since he seems to be deferring to you..." Ward looked over to Bak. Ah yes, the strange girl who disciplined people with bullets. She was hard to miss as she stomped around the campus gunning unruly students down. "I'll leave it in your hands. What shall it be? Hear me out or kick me out? I can't promise I can solve your immediate problems, but I was hoping to speak to... you, I suppose."