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Breeze had to be half supported by Est as they made their way back to the museum. It wasn't because she was hurt, oh no- it would take a lot more than paint bullets to bring this girl down. It was rather because that she was giggling too madly, trying to wipe paint off of Est's face with her sleeve. It had been one of the most intense games she'd played and that was saying something, especially since the time that they had played a free-for-all against prototype robots that shot what could only be barrels of paint at them was also on the list. 

The suits had protected them against the worst of the splatters, but even the extra protection couldn't save them as every single person had ended up what would be most aptly described as a lake of paint. Aiden and Est had been targeted on sight, with every single pink and yellow raining fire down upon them. They had thought that there would be no clear winner to the fight, until a chubby soldier in pink had climbed out of the bush he had been hiding in whooping and hollering with 10% health left. All in all, the humans had been more impressive than she could have hoped for. Who knew they would be able to bring down robots?

Eyeing the splattered outfits of the humans, she bit back a grin wondering when exactly they'd remember a certain mermaid. Even in the City of Cogs she'd heard of Marti's temper, and those were her designs they were wearing, weren't they?

Her laughter had died down considerably by the time they had reached the museum. 

"Looks like we're the first ones here! Yes! Japhet owes me luuunch!" She gave a fist pump, then walked up to the nearest guard. It was quite unexpected how nervous and rather scared he looked, with wide eyes and stiff shoulders. The puzzled merchant opened her mouth to ask what was wrong, but was interrupted by the arrival of Japhet's team. 

[i]"Hey Est, Breeze, everything here alright?"[/i]

"I'm not quite sure myself," Breeze narrowed her eyes at the sweating soldier, who seemed to start shaking in his boots when muffled thuds came from the inside of the museum. His fears were understood when a familiar yell echoed inside the museum, followed by loud sobbing by whatever poor soldier had pissed off the lieutenant.

"I volunteer Est." She nudged the Private towards the door in response, only for everything to halt when Lt. Falker strode out, dragging the poor soldier with her. 

[i] "The USB has been stolen."[/i]

Ah. That would explain her anger. She peeked over the woman's shoulder at the letter while trying to discretely loosen her iron grip on the weeping man's collar. The paper was handed to the humans who quickly began discussing amongst themselves. The merchant rubbed at ther chin. "I've heard about these hooded figures, but it looks like you guys have actually met them, hm? I've heard that they were harmless... But then again some say they're a group of monsters that has everything from a hobbit to a giant! And the dark side is certainly no joke. Lieutenant, what should we do? Est?" As much as the humans were good at paintball, those weren't going to do much against monsters hailing from the bad side of Nowhere.