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Dianne looked on at the group of students in front of her, and focused intently on the situation at hand. The woman had called them all there in order to give them the information for the mission that they had been selected by Shinigami, for. The students weren't to be given too much information, partly because of the nature of the mission, but mainly because Shinigami himself didn't know much about the situation. Students such as Andrew Fischer had already declined taking part , however this didn't discourage many of the other much more battle oriented students. Though Dianne assumed that they would be disappointed.

"There has recently been activity at a strange carnival that opened up in the Nevada desert, outside of the city. All of you are here for one purpose...Go have fun at the carnival. The only reason that this mission is so essential, is because they're letting in Meister, and Weapons...For free. They claim that this is to pay homage to the DWMA for all of its work...but Lord Death is slightly skeptical about its sudden appearance, and the creatures that are running it. Think of this as a field trip, disguised as a mission."

Normally a person would feel bad for having lied to their students in such a manner. While it was true that she wasn't necessarily lying, that didn't change the fact that she didn't give them the entire truth. The creatures that were running the carnival...They weren't just untrustworthy, and the situation was bigger than just a strange proposition extended to the school. Apparently, a similar carnival had been appearing in different places around the U.S., and some children had gone missing in these places. There were no traces of this carnival left, and the idea itself was nothing more than a rumour at this point. But that was enough to draw supsicion when they sprung up out here in the desert.

Dianne pulled out her clipboard, and then looked lazily at the students. "Whoever is still fine with going...Raise your hands now, and give your name. You should also ask questions, now. Doesn't mean that I'll answer them...but this is your only chance." A few of the students had begun to raise their hands, and call out names, while a few others stood up to leave, mumbling things about how it was a waste of their time.

(Now...This is essentially the sign-up for the event. This doesn't necessarily mean that you can't join later on...but this will help give me a better idea of who will take part in this event. You will also need to request to join the event later, if you haven't now, which may be declined based on how far into the event things are, and whether or not you're a part of the sub-plot. More information about sub-plot will be given if you ask me questions OOC, more information about the event mission should be asked for IC. )

Cyrus looked around the room at the assembled students, some strait-backed, intently hanging on to every word, Some, like him, not so much. He sat, about midway up the lecture hall, his legs crossed and his fedora low over his face, obscuring his eyes from the assembled audience. Even though all indications pointed a completely uninterested Meister, he was actually very intrigued, Mentally running through all the possibilities for this mission. He loved carnivals, the veins of life coming together into a thrumming mass of people.Hell, he could play there, get inside the infamously tight-lipped carne workers, try to find...What? that was the one thing she had not specified to them. He tapped Zasha on the shoulder, whispering to her his interest, and, with a nod from her, Raised his hand for MMe Ayers while talking.

"Cyrus and Zasha. We are interested in this, but...What exactly are we looking for? And you said "Creature", What kind exactly?"