[center][i][b][color=9e0b0f]Mikoto - Briefing room[/color][/b][/i][/center]
Mikoto was disgusted, but not at all surprised by the show outside the door. This was a place where humans and faunus came to work together, and for the most part it worked. So why would they let in someone form the 'fang to invite trouble was beyond her. That group was the antithesis to what was supposed to be happening here. Of course, the faunus [i]had[/i] the right to be angry, but escalating conflict - on a world with monsters that fed on negative emotions! - was insanity.

One stern talk later, the group seemed to settle down into grudging brooding and cold stares with the 'CO' trying to inform them about their task. Mikoto's pride was bleeding when she heard they were to be mere support for armored units, but her logical part eventually won out, arguing that for a trial run that was the best option. Glory can come later, when they would be sure none of them would stab another in the back.

She was about to go and find the unit they were to support to have a chat with the grunts, but to her surprisingly raised eyebrow the designated commander came to her. Of course, she could have by now guess the first words that would flow out of his mouth - everyone always started the same if they knew who she was or could guess form her appearance. She looked Odell straight in the eyes and offered a hand: [color=9e0b0f]"Mikoto. I don't believe we've had the pleasure."[/color]

Her eyes left his, the red irises having gazed long enough straight into his soul and ticked over the assembly in the room. [color=9e0b0f]"How many rich girls [i]have[/i] you met?"[/color] she asked, nodding her head towards [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4165098]one other[/url] person in the room. [color=9e0b0f]"There's another, she may not look the part on the first glance, but you have a certain kind of charm coming from wealth even if you don't enjoy it's benefits too much. So, with the two of us, pray tell, how is it strange?"[/color] she smiled back at the commander.

[color=9e0b0f]"But, to answer your question, I grew up learning to fight. It's the way of life I chose. And when I can use it to do some good - well, here I am. Besides, I have royal blood and my family still takes care of good part of Vale. Even if I am merely an indirect successor to the throne of a now defunct monarchy, I still have duty to my people and I will uphold it, by the elements. Human, Faunus, I don't care what they look like. The Grimm threaten all of us, and I have the power to aid those in need, so I shall. Simple as that."
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She nodded in the general direction of everyone else: [color=9e0b0f]"I do not envy you the task of keeping all of them focused on a common goal, but for what it's worth, as long as your and my ideals align, I shall aid you in any way I can, should you need it."[/color] Bouncing off of the wall, she straightened her jacket and brushed the paint that stuck to it off. [color=9e0b0f]"I was thinking about visiting the unit we'll be accompanying, care to join me?"[/color]

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