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[Para] A Name to Fear

Who: Santana, Dave @knockonkarofsky Location: Sciron Square Time: 18 December 2018 Summary: Santana has Plans TM and maybe she doesn’t choses the best person for executing them but you know how she is. Triggers/Notes: Violence, probs some murder mention I don’t remember this is Santana

Santana walks around the hall of Sciron until she catches the person she wanted to talk to. "Hey, poison guy! You know we still need more food and stuff than what Brody brought, right? Because I have another mission for you to make this barricade stay strong." She tells him casually when she gets close to walk alongside him.

David sighs when he sees the trickster approaching him. Any other day, he would be happy to be the guy others go to ask for help. But he was starting to notice people didn't see him as the reliable, helpful guy he wanted to, but just as a guy who said yes to anything. "Don't take missions from ya." Echoes of the words from the man who looked like him resonated in his mind, and he gave a glance to his shoulder, looking at Martin Frog. He knew this was important, more important than people’s perceptions of him or his feelings on the matter. "What?" He ends up asking, unhappy.

Santana is unamused. "Oh, so you can take missions from Dani Hot Guns, but not from me? Is this because I'm a trickster or because that one time I tried to shoot you with a gun? Because god damn it dude, get over it already!" She was sure it wasn't for the gun thing. "Anyway we need one witch to get out of here in secret, and pick up the food I'm going to order, put them in grimoires and bring it back. It's actually super easy, barely and inconvenience. I can help you get out and Brody can summon you in, so the only thing you have to do is arrive to a certain place in time."

"It's Danielle 'Dani Hot Guns' Harper for ya" David stopped walking when he heard the most difficult petition someone asked him to do in his entire life. Not getting lost in the city. "You sure there's not a better witch to ask? Why not Weston?" Even city witched called him city witch, clearly the most citiest witch of all.

Santana is so tired of witches not following her fucking very flawed and really bad plans without questioning how bad and flawed they are. "Oh, there are thousands of better witches to ask. But here is the thing, all of them may take this chance to drop the barricade and visit their families at christmas time and forget about the barricade because it's not a problem that affects them directly, and you know how people are super selfish and self-centered." Asking Brody for a favor always feels like making a bet. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. And she has won everytime and still Brody didn't ask her for something in return, but she didn't want to risk her luck much. The other options were Ryder, who was perfect until she remembered he was a werewolf now so if they catch him outside there would be trouble. Elliott, who could teleport but it was Illegal TM in every sense and he had to do a lot of travels to carry all the food and supplies, wich was more risky. Tina, Santana didn't like to ask favors to Tina because she never did them unless they were small and easy and no life was on the line. Matt, was thinking about dropping out and was more at risk of encountering problems. Sam, who was Sam. And more random witches she didn't trust. She didn't trust Dave either, but he still had not fail her yet. Not like he had the chance, but it was something. "Like c'mon dude, what's the problem?"

David decided to be honest and hoped the trickster didn't make fun of him for it. "Keep getting lost on campus. Would need time to find the place."

Santana though for a moment. "The place is at 40 minutes walking, 20 minutes on bus. We can get you 2 hours before so you have time. You can ask for directions. Or use googl- oh, you don't have a phone, don't you?" Why won't the useful witches be willing to do shit without betrayal. "Alright, we can make a deal so I illusion you the equivalent of google maps for you." She says, showing her hand.

David isn't going to make a deal with a trickster. It was one of the things everyone knew, because they had been told since they were little. Don't hurt the trees, don't disrespect the Aetherling, don't confuse Agaricus bisporus with Agaricus aurantioviolaceus because the first one doesn't heal, and don't make deals with tricksters. He wonders why Dani didn't tell him herself. Probably because she was busy. "Give me six hours. Seven."

Santana puts her hand down. "7? Really?" She rolled her eyes. "Alright, alright, we'll get you out 7 fucking hours before, holy shit." Maybe giving a 1 hour job to the witch who needed 7 hours to do it was making things more complicated than they needed to be. Geez I should just had told Matt to fucking do it, or send Brody. But, going to tell them now? Explain the really short plan again? Nah, too much work, the problem wasn't hers anymore. Unless Dave failed, then it would affect her actually. "Alright we will keep in contact, I think you have one of those crystals phone things right? Now. I have another proposition for you, but this is an after-barricade plan." She hoped she didn't need to actually do it at all after the barricade, but it was like leaving a last goodbye little present to the LN community. "We talked about this before but, the conversation turned into other shit. But, heard me out, from bully to bully. We know our fear methods worked, right? What if...we used that for good?"

David was a little embarrassed. "Wanna be sure to don't screw it up!" He defends himself. "Got one." Says showing his communication crystal, which looked like a normal cell phone. He listened, doubtful. He didn't trust Lopez, and has no idea what she wanted. If Elliott trusted her, he could listen, at least. "Think you assume lots of stuff." She wasn't wrong, but she has no way to know she was right. This was about a skill he has and not a mission of great difficulty. "How?"

Santana feared this could Go Wrong in many different ways but still was Hopeful. She looks at the phone, then at Dave. Then back at the phone. "That's a fucking phone you piece of lying shit, but ANYWAY..." She starts to explain her idea, trying to summarize it, and starts making illusions of the things she was speaking of, to add effect She starts with a little small model of campus. "NYADA. Their whole security system is shit and favors witches above LN, specially bloodlines. And the one in charge of it is ugly." She says illusioning the face of Dustin Goolsby. "So, if those fuckers aren't going to protect LN, why not do it ourselves? I'm the strongest bitch here, you have poison, I have illusions and people fear us. Let's use that fear and make our reign of terror a good thing! Let's become the real security sytem of NYADA. Better, fairer, in both the reasonable way and the hot way, because I'm way more attractive than Dustin Boolsbieber. And we will be wearing berrets." She says illusioning themselves with red uniforms and red berrets. Because you are going to eat your words Kurt Hummel I look great in red!

David looks proud at his communication crystal. "Looks just like a phone, but isn't." His mom made it like that, it could trick anyone, even when he said it wasn't a phone. She was so good at making those things. He looks at the illusions and tries to touch everyone of them and pass his hand for them like it's the most fun thing in the world. He wasn't going to comment about Mr. Goolsby attractiveness. He suspects it's a trick of the trickster to call him gay. He prefers to focus on most important parts of her explanation. "We have to wear berrets?" He knew Lopez wasn’t as strong as she think she was. She was strong, but not the strongest.

Santana rolls her eyes at Dave trying to touch her illusions. They weren't toucheable, he just pass his hand through the picture as if nothing was there. "Yes. The berrets stay. I'm not going to compromise my vision." She said, very seriously, this decision was unamovible. Unchangeable. "We are going to have cool badges I designed myself and all. And now, I was thinking of calling ourselves the LN Defense Gang, but are you going to fucking call this by it's name or you are going to skip over saying LN?"

David shaked his head. "Not gonna call it that. Told ya makes no sense to me." He already has the same problem with Elliott's club. When he answered he was in the Elliott's club, people usually didn't know what he meant. He had really long conversations until people got it right. "What 'bout the Aetherling and others defense gang?"

Santana illusioned the words LNDG and AODG just to look at how the acronymons looked. They didn't look right. "First, Defense Gang doesn't actually look good in short. And second, we aren't going to call a fucking term only you and your grandma knows also I'm starting to think it's kinda discriminatory actually, so, no."

David wonders why Lopez complains about her own idea to him. "Isn't. Most Fae don't like getting called what's used here. Ones back home are okay with Aetherling. Most don't have a problem" Must be a situational issue. "What 'bout Fae, Faun, Satyrn, Lamia, Melusines, Shedim, Nephilims, Djins, Shapeshifters, Undine, Sylphs, Selkies, Giants, Drakainas, tricksters, changelings, selkids, vampires, weres, doppels and commons force of security?"

Santana talks with a mocking voice. “Oh, poor fae they don’t want to be put in the same bad as the other dirty LN” Then she glares at him and feels the five stages of grief one by one in just 5 seconds after hearing all that crap, and STILL she makes an illusion of the acronym. "That's longer than Elliott's dick and FFSLMSNDSUSSGDTCSVWDCFS isn't really catchy."

David tries to react like a normal heterosexual to the comment, but he doesn't know how it should be. He simply answers angry. "Show some respect for Elliott Farrohk Gilbert. Don't need to shorten it to letters.” He wonders how she said it outloud. “Isn't that long. Back at my clan we have people with longer names and titles. Isn't a problem.

Santana smiles her evil smirk. "Oooh, so isn't as long as Elliott's enormous dongus, eeeeh? You know it well, riiiiight?" She said like a bitch. "Anyway I'm going to sell this idea to Figgins, obviously explaining it all pretty and not mentioning him our reign of terror. But uhm... talking about reign of terror...maybe we shouldn't name the people we protect. Maybe we should put a name that our enemies will fear." She said...plotting.

David was getting more embarrassed and angry. "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ, ˢʰᵘᵗ ᵘᵖᵎ" He wasn't ready to admit he was gay to most people. But he had toyed with the idea of stop denying it. He still did it, out of defense. Because he was used to it. He was getting too angry already. "Tired of this. I'm leaving." He said while trying to get rid of the sigh of the trickster.

Santana was still thinking about cool names. "The Bloodline Beaters. The Justice Makers, the Bringers of Pain, the... wait! Oh well, if you are leaving then the name idea is going to be all mine!!" She shouts from far away. "And don't forget your mission!"

#knockonkarofsky #para: dave #chara: dave

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