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Raneton nodded and yawned, taking a sip of coffee. "Has everyone read my e-mail and reviewed the case file?"

Name: Connor Age: 19 Gender: male God/Goddess they are replacing: Chronos (personification or god of time) God/Goddess personality: Sometimes he acts wise and and like he's much, much older then everyone else, sometimes he's childish and juvenile and at other times he's mature and...

Raneton walked out of the diner bathroom zipping up his pants. "OY! Put those away, you're scaring people!" he smiled and sat next to Jack. "Nice to see all of you could make it."

(the diner is sort of the meeting place for the mission, I figured the story could continue there for a bit until fluttershy comes back)

our characters could still interact in the diner for a bit before the others show up

"Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk." He frowned a bit and said: "Maybe you could stay here for a while, it's warmer and nicer than wherever you guy are staying and I could use a bit of help over the next few days"

yeah, I guess we'll just be on standby for a while xD

"Great!" he said sarcastically. "How am I supposed to get food in the meantime." Damian turned to Sidius and said: "This is all your fault!"

(alright, awesome xD )

"If you wouldn't mind." he said with a smile.

"Yeah, I know that place" he said and smirked. "One of the worst in the city, I hated it."

(yeah I figured he could be the taskmaster that keeps track of all the missions and informs the team) Raneton went down the motel stairs, trough the motel lobby and got into the car he rented last night and drove to a diner near the ghost incident location.

Raneton woke up in his motel room in Texas. He brushed his teeth and put on some clothes before he sat down behind his laptop and reviewed the case files for the ghost incident. He sent e-mails to the squad describing the meeting place for the mission.

"Do you live here too?" he asked Elle, while trying to walk around for a bit

"Yeah, sure, nice to meet you too" he said and stood up.

"It doesn't matter" Damian said. "My name is Damian, and who are you?" he asked, still massaging his ankle.

"Those are just old rags I sleep on, you could have just asked me to borrow them to you." He sat down and massaged his ankle. "How long have you been living here?"

so, are we gonna start? :D

"Screw you! This is my place!" He yelled as he got back up "Who the hell are you people!?" Damian dusted himself off and almost fell down when he tried to lean on his hurt ankle.

"I will not ask again!" he asked and pressed his foot between Sidus' shoulder blades "Who are you and what do you want!?"