[ WP ] You are part of a magical version of a `` Frat house '' , and is embroiled in a war with a opposing house . It started with petty pranks then the occasional kidnapping/summoning , now it 's a full blown war .

Ted Slagnerton sat and stared at the wall. The diplomas and degrees looked rather nice. 
 
 As the secretary walked into the office, he stood up and smiled at her. `` Hi there'' he said holding out his hand. 
 
 She brushed past him without meeting his eyes. `` Sorry. No hands, it's a safety thing... germs. Not any distrust of you. Germ thing is all.'' 
 
 She was kind of mousy with thick glasses and her hair done up in a bun. The blue pant suit with orange stripes was a bit off putting and looked like it was badly tailored. All in all, she was a great combo of everything that usually turned him off, but for some reason he was instantly attracted to her. 
 
 `` Fair'nough. Is your boss here yet?'' 
 
 She shook her head. `` No. He's running late, traffic jam. Asked me to brief you on some stuff while you're waiting.'' She pulled out a manilla folder. `` So, for starters, you know why you're here right?'' 
 
 He sat back down. `` Only vaguely. I was told by my house mates that your boss had contacted us about trying to foster peace and prosperity, but there were n't any details.'' 
 
 `` Well, I'll get to the details in a moment, but first... are you guys at all interested in making peace?'' 
 
 `` Yeah totally. This thing with the Boners has been bad for everybody.'' 
 
 She frowned at him. Then her eyes lit up. `` Boners is a euphemistic nickname for your rival society. Cute. Compare them to penises, because you probably think in crude terms a lot. They surly have a similar term for your society.'' 
 
 Ted nodded. `` Yeah, they call us the numbskulls.'' 
 
 She smiled for a brief second. `` So, this'thing' as you put it has resulted in 84 injuries and 17 deaths. Any ideas for a better name than'thing'?'' 
 
 He got uncomfortable and shifted in his seat. `` Look, we know. Alright, we get it. Things have gotten out of hand, and what started as a series of pranks has escalated and we want to unescalate it. I'm still not clear on why your boss cares at all though.'' 
 
 She grinned for a split second and then shook her head. `` Prescott is often unclear in his reasons. Right now, the only thing I know, is that he wants to put a stop to the violence because it's bad for business when it's here at home instead of over seas. I'm sure he can see a way to profit from it long term though.'' 
 
 She came around the desk and took a seat next to him. `` Tell me... I'm sorry, I forgot to do the name exchanging thing. I'm Clarissa. You're Ted right?'' 
 
 `` Yeah.'' 
 
 `` So tell me Ted, how much do you know about chronomancy?'' 
 
 He smiled and took the folder she was holding out to him. `` This may surprise you, but I studied it as a minor in college. I know that most of the field is theoretical due to the high energy needed for even basic manipulations and the heavy regulations around it.'' 
 
 She smiled back. `` I think you'll find that Prescott is able to get around regulations, and he has the resources to get energy for a lot of high end endeavors. Take a look over the plan.'' 
 
 After a half hour of reading through documents Ted set the folder down. `` This is a solid plan. Has your boss talked tot he Boners yet?'' 
 
 She nodded. `` He's on his way back from meeting with one of their representatives at his office in New York. If traffic had n't...'' just then her pager went off. `` Excuse me.'' 
 
 She left the room and came back after five minutes with a look of irritation mixed with concern on her face. `` Prescott just got a call about one of his grandsons. He's been in an accident and is on the way to the ICU. He's going to have to reschedule.'' 
 
 Ted stood up. `` Completely understand. Family is so important. I'm busy tomorrow through Friday, so if he's up for a meeting on Saturday that'd work, if not Monday's good.'' 
 
 She jotted down some notes on a pad of paper that had floated over to her hands. 
 
 As he headed towards the door, Ted asked `` Outta curiosity, what the name of the grandson?'' 
 
 She paused `` Jebediah. Why?'' 
 
 `` I was thinking of sending some flowers and a book or two to read. I know it's boring being laid up in medical care.'' 
 
 She smiled at him. `` Ted... would you like to have dinner with me tonight?'' 
 
 Ted smiled back. `` Yeah, if now's a good time, I know a place not far from here.'' 
 
 Three weeks later, the arrangements had been made. They'd use chronomancy to stop the problem before it started, by going back to the founding of each group and having them merged together. There'd also be a charter drawn up on putting magic on the DL so as to avoid things like this happening. 
 
 As he sat across the table from Carl Brandistock he smiled. `` So, there's really only one thing left to sort out. What'll we call ourselves?'' 
 
 Carl shrugged `` Might as well combo the names of both groups. The Society of Bones and Skulls has a nice ring to it.'' 
 
 Ted shook his head `` I think The Skull and Bones Society sounds better.'' 
 
 Carl smirked. `` Rock Paper Scissors?''
