Mission Accepted

Jericho decided to provide his assistance since the recent...developments that started to transpire across the campus of the school. All fingers seem to be pointing his way for the way things started to turn out across campus, but really was it his entire fault? All he wanted in reality was his sword from hell back, something that he cherished and was quite fond of. But nooooooo, just because a simple miss calculation in the timing and symbols it was all entirely his fault. Poppycock, he says to those accusations, they undermined his intelligence and his position as a scholar! But, he does admit he could have used, maybe, possibly, a bit more discretion and caution while performing the ritual. However that was beside the point, considering the current situation that was at hand at the moment.

Walking towards the fountain on campus, he took out all wooden smoke pipe, inspecting the tobacco chamber if there was any left inside. Seeing very little, he took out a plastic bag filled with tobacco, took a few pinches of it and started to pack it down, trying his hardest to make it nice and smooth. He then placed the pipe on his lips sucking on it a bit to make sure air could flow through it successfully. Happy about it he lit it, taking in the rough smoke into himself. Then, after a few moments, he spewed out the smoke from his nose and mouth, tasting the delectable fragrance of the tobacco. "Ah, now that is quite delectable if I might add. It is far more appealing then this farce of cat and mouse, which if I might say, is a perfectly waste of my time. I could be at home, having a good glass of brandy with some nice coffee leaves to keep my spirits up!"

However by the time his ranting was over and made it to the fountain, he saw a women hunched over the fountain looking at what he could make out to be dried blood. He took the few seconds that she hadn't notice him to observe the women in her entirety. Quickly, he glanced over her, sniffed the air, and made note of her nice posterior. She had a demon inside her, a crafty one too, this could prove delectably interesting for him. "Hello miss, sorry to intrude in your quaint endeavors of procuring evidence to what is here, however I believe the fruit of which you are looking for is not here at the moment. Or, well, you and I would not be having this very quaint and pleasant conversation!"

Jericho took notice to the slight move moment of hand that the woman made towards her pocket after he spoke up. Looking towards it he noticed a slight bulge, a smooth oval like object that had the same consistency as a knife would. Well, one that was hidden in said pocket, he understood her mistrusting but come one, would anyone really attack you in this school. Then again, Jericho has been attacked before but not under the same circumstances as this situation was implying. But he did make note of it inside of his head, it meant that she might have more hidden, and dangerous object on her person that he should definitely look out for. Placing his hands where she could see them he intended to show her that he meant her no harm what so ever. He could tell she could read gestures as this, well most can, however there are some that are just oblivious idiots to the world of engagement etiquette.

As she asked him her question, Jericho raised his left brow and smirked a bit before pulling the pipe from his mouth. Before he answered he blew out the smoke that was harbored within his lunges, filling the area around him with a thin layer of the material. "I am the head of science department her at the university. My name is Jericho Macgrath and might I say it is a pleasure to meet the acquaintance of such a beautiful woman". A smirk crossed his face as he placed the pipe back on his lips to take another puff of the burning tobacco within it. After his response, she seemed to ask him another question; one pertaining a query about what he knew what she was looking for. It came quite simply to him really, the way she moved and the way she dressed showed what she has been doing for a living for a while.

"I know that you are querying where are the hellhounds that have been loose all over the campus, am I right or am I misinterpreting your intentions of looking at dry blood on a fountain"? He continued to look at her with his left eyebrow cocked up. Taking another inhale of tobacco smoke, he decided to move a bit closer to the fountain, still maintaining his hands were she could see them so it didn't look like he was coming to attack her. "Now I have a few queries of my own if you don't mind. One would be what would one such as yourself be doing at a university such as this? I thought, this was simply a procedure for the school staff to handle and not someone as...shall I say the secretive types such as you"?

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Jericho noticed that the woman shoulders started to ease, showing she wasn't so much on a defensive but still seemed wary of as her hand still laid next to her pocket. He really couldn't expect much from her type, they always were on the defensive, especially with someone they don't know comes around. Or was it mainly because of the situation that was a foot, either way at least she wasn't about to attack him for any sudden movements he made. Jericho knew undoubtedly she must have questions of the attacks, along the lines of who was responsible. He could also deduce since he could sense she had a demon around him she most likely could sense he was a demon as well. Which meant that at the current moment she might be considering that he was the cause of all this. With that, she is partially right to an extent, though she'd most dubitably be wrong of the reasons why the situation came forth.

Well that was matter to come across later down the road, as his suspicions came true, she asked him of his knowledge of the hellhounds she was seeking. "I know plenty, I'm trying to find them as well though a little more against my will unfortunately. I'd personally rather be at home right about now. Though, we can't all choose our activities for the evening". He grinned a bit, slightly raising his left brow a bit before sitting besides the fountain. Jericho continued to smoke from his pipe, taking in huge puffs from the burning tobacco that filled his lungs. In the end, he knew what he had to do to get the beasts attention, but he felt it was better to make a game out of it. It would subsidize his boredom for the situation and well...as he put it earlier it was a farce game of cat and mouse that he would win. It just took time a patience, sort of like chess, though even in that he would quickly beat his opponents.

The woman spoke once more, this time telling him of why she was there and what he could only presume was her left name hence the 'agent' in the front. He had heard of her once before, a new guard from said organization from the new world to watch over the school. Though, he never truly thought he'd meet her in person, but then again if she was beautiful to say the least he'd at least have a glance. "Ah that would explain your posture and accessibility into the school. Though I find it quite invigorating that the new worlds government would want to get into the affairs of the 'mystical' world as normal people call it. Though it is understandable, their curiosity would get the better of them eventually, but I'm surprised it took the imbeciles this long to get acquainted with our world".

"Of course I do, part of the reason why I'm here in the first place. But that doesn't mean I can't want to be somewhere else doing something completely different. This isn't really a good use of my skills as I look at it, but if I don't Evelyn would possibly have my head...or my ear". Jericho rubbed his right ear a bit, remembering the conversation he had with the dean earlier. It was...long to say the least and wasn't something particular he wanted to sit through. Oh well, he was here now trying to fix the problem or more trying to figure out the problem. He had a different theory entirely from the staff of the school, who just assumed that he made a mistake and summoned them by accident. They, of course, weren't looking at the smaller details that passed through their eyes. The hounds were of course organized, even though it seemed like they weren't they were. As if being commanded by some force, but Jericho couldn't figure out what.

Her grunt knocked him from his thoughts, as she explained how the government new about super natural creatures for some time now. She continued, detailing the sectors purpose in monitoring and dealing with said super natural creatures and phenomena. He wasn't really surprised by this at all; the government was a very suspicious bunch. A government that he might add, that didn't like to be out of the loop of certain things that they didn't have much control over. Jericho got a quick chuckle out of it, even if they did have a sector and was watching over most things, there are certain aspects that they will not know unless they go there themselves. "Well that is by far the cutest tale I've ever heard and by far the most intriguing and fascinating. I might have a few queries about said organization later, though I'm pretty sure you won't divulge such sensitive information to a professor such as me. But it won't hurt to ask now would it"?

Jericho at the moment might not seem too interested in the demon in her, but he was always curious about things that intrigued him, even if it was only a little. It just wasn't something that he was super curious about, know she was a demon was enough. Though, the fact that she was helping or more or less allowing her contract-e to help was nothing short of amazing. Most demons would be giddy about the death and chaos of things happening around here. "Of course I did, do you think I'm an amateur? No there is something greater afoot here, something that I, the great Jericho is going to find out what and most definitively put a stop to it"! Placing the pipe back on his mouth he smirked a bit and then placed his hands into his pockets.