[quote=@Guess Who]
[b][u]Robert: Post-Mission[/u][/b]

Robert sat quietly at the back of the Bullhead as it brought team RPGD back to Beacon. Anger was clearly painted across his face. It didn’t matter how many civilians they had saved, how many White Fang that had brought into custody, it didn’t even matter that everyone had come back in mostly one piece. In his mind, he’d failed. They had gotten away, just like the men that killed his parents and sister. They always got away, and there was never anything that he could do to stop them.

The red haired teen punched the metal wall in frustration, not even wincing at the pain he now felt. He sat back down in his seat. “Useless, stupid, screw up…” he mumbled to himself at an almost inaudible tone. Currently, Greyson’s profession of love to Priscilla earlier was the furthest thing from his mind as he continued the barrage of self-inflicted insults.
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Greyson was passed out in the vehicle,
Timeskip a few hours=
Greyson soon found himself waking up in the infirmary of the school looking around slightly and he tried to sit up but the pain in his chest prevented him from doing so. Greyson moved his patient coat and saw the bandages around the spot he got shot and he moved his legs sighing loudly in relief knowing he wasn't paralyzed again like before. Greyson looked around wondering where Robert and Pricilla would be knowing they both wanted to ask him about what he said during the mission. Greyson really believed he was going to die and what he said was death bed confession nothing more nothing less. Greyson needed to explain that if he died without saying how he felt about Pricilla he would regret it in the after life. Right now all he could do is wait and see when they would come and visit him and wondering he could get some playing cards in here so he could play a game until he felt better...