[color=00a651][i][b][center]Gren Orchid[/center][/b][/i][/color]

Gren spent some time at his garden, but after watering it there wasn't much else to do. He double checked his messages to see if he got anything new (He didn't) and made sure that none of the other gardens around caught any diseases that could spread to his flowers. He was basically done at his garden, which left him a lot of time to do... Anything. [color=00a651]"Well... I guess I need to find Shiro."[/color]

He was going to put it off at first, but now would be the best time for Gren to at least mention to Shiro things he needs to fix for the team as far as temperament. He took out his SCROLL to call Shiro, but he got a dead line. Wondering why Shiro had his phone off, Gren then remembered that it was destroyed. For some reason Shiro crushed his phone in a fit of rage back at the island. Sighing, Gren figured that Shiro was still at the docks last he saw him. Or perhaps he moved back to the dorms. Either way, Gren was going to head back to the dorms to get Shiro one of his spare phones.

Back at the dorms Gren looked around. It certainly seemed like Shiro was here, though perhaps that was just the chaotic nature of his side of the room. It occasionally shifted and fluxed on it's own, like a natural entity. He chuckled to himself and debated if he should stay and clean but, but he refrained. He knew that for some people, what they perceive as a "Mess" was just their way of organizing their belongings. Gren would at least wait until he had Shiro before he made him clean up his room. For now Gren put away most of his misc gear. But while he was here he also went to his person computer. Gren chose to remove his bed and instead got himself a nice set up for his computer. It was quite massive, with his keyboard, mouse, and monitor build into the rig, but despite it's bulk it was quite advanced. This was certainly no civilian terminal. Gren didn't even turn it on, but instead looked around. 

He knew Sapphire had a semblance that allowed her to go undetected, so Gren was careful to reveal his actions even in the privacy of the dorm. [color=00a651]"Sapphire, I know you're here, and I don't want you to tell anyone what you're about to see. It's very embarrassing and I don't want to talk about it."[/color] he said out loud. On the off chance that Sapphire was here then Gren could at least say he asked her not to mention what he was going to do. And if she wasn't, than no one will know.

Removing his gauntlet Gren revealed what looked to be his hand. Green, like his skin, and fleshy like most people. It felt calloused and leathery however, signs that it has seen much hard work. And than Gren began to peel the skin off like a glove, revealing a red ichor. What people may believe to be blood was actually just a colored adhesive that helps insulate and keep Gren's flesh attached to his body. Because underneath his flesh was a thick mess of subdermal armor, biotic muscle, and wires. Gren rooted around in his arm until he felt a smooth button, and when he clicked it a small chip popped out of his forearm. A microchip that contained a bit of information he had gathered today, which essentially meant everything he perceived since he started the mission, as well as everything he took from the security videos. He saved this information onto his computer, which all he needed to do was insert the chip into the computer and let it run. His machine buzzed to live despite the monitor being off, as Gren knew he needed to do nothing else except get the chip later. Putting the flesh back onto his hand Gren slid his gauntlet back on and left the dorm.

Trying to put off lecturing Shiro about the virtues of restraint, Gren decided to head to the cafeteria to whip himself up something to eat. After the mission was over he was in the mood for something sweet and chocolatey.

"[color=66cd00]I would utterly love to consume the [i]flesh[/i] of my meal with no interruptions, but I do have to wonder; when the fuck did you cunts turn this place into a fucking zoo?[/color]

A deep sigh left Gren's mouth. His work is never done. Gren looked at the huntress who said the venomous words and noticed Shiro not too far away. With him was Scoot the ferret and another faunas. Gren made a mental note. [i][color=00a651]"Seems like Shiro managed to find himself some pussy. I wonder if this other bitch wants his tiger bone too."[/color][/i] He chuckled to himself about the vulgar thoughts in his head, but he put those aside for the matter at hand. He approached Shiro and the company he kept, making himself known if he already didn't.

[color=00a651]"If you have a problem with my friends here, you're in the wrong place."[/color]

[i][b][center]Caravan Mission[/center][/b][/i]

The head guard looked at Team MODA with disdain. He didn't like what they were doing. But like it or not, they were the only hopes he had to get out of here. The other guards looked uneasy, uncertain of who's orders to follow. Technically they only answered to the Schnee Company, and by extension whoever put they put in charge. But most of them just wanted to get out of here and hoped that Marcus knew what he was doing. the ultimatum was reached when the head guard barked out. 

"Well? What are you waiting for? You heard him! Go find what's left of the radio and see if the generator is still operational! Any of you who needs to band aids, food, or to finally take a shit go and do so. We're not out of the woods yet so don't take your sweet time! And keep and eye on the skies and around the camp. I want someone ready to start shouting when you see trouble."

The guardsmen scrambled to do as the guard said. He was going to go help some of his men work the generator before he turned to Marcus. "We're putting our lives in your hands now, Hunters. If we die we're going to haunt you and your family!" He than ran off to help some of his men repair the generator. 

As Oswald approached the two faunas, the male stood up holding the girl close to his chest. He let Oswald take the letter, but he looked ready to slug the hunter too. The fear in his eyes were mixed with rage, and if he wasn't defenseless he might have been foolish enough to lead an all out attack. But for not he simply held the girl in his arms and made sure Oswald didn't get close to the cave. That's when the girl spoke. Between hiccups she tried to convey a message in broken sentences.

"I... I do. And grandma. A-and..."

The girl seemed to about to have a heart attack, but the man cooed her. He began to sing softly into her ear, which at least managed to get her to stop crying long enough to say a full sentence. 

"I bring you to her."

The male faunas growled something in their native tongue, but the girl spoke back. Her ear began to bleed again and she was growing faint. And while the man tried to help her up she pushed him away. She said something else and sat down. The male faunas growled at Oswald but began to back into the cave. "Follow him. He take you to grandma. I stay here..." The male faunas was obviously have second thoughts about leaving the girl here, but when he tried to get closer she just looked at him. He teared up and turned, walking back into the cave expecting Oswald to follow him. She just smiled at Oswald. "I will okay. I will live."

[i][b][center]Patrol Mission[/center][/b][/i]

The officer bowed her head to Skyra and Ebon as they approached, then briefed the two on the situation. "I got a call from the higher-ups to get your attention if you showed up here. This is one of the shops that got hit by these recent strings of robberies, [i]Headlight Fluid[/i]. A car shop and gas station. Like the last few robberies no money was taken, just food. However manager also notes that some of their other products were stolen, such as wiper juice, spark plugs, and of course [i]Headlight Fluid[/i]. We haven't been able to send a forensic team yet since most are still working cases at other locations, but my bosses says that you guys are allowed to look around as long as you don't take anything."

And with that the officer allowed the two hunters to take a look around. Normally most officers would question letting teenagers take a look at a crime scene, but they were putting a lot of faith in the hunters. Plus they could always use a fresh pair of eyes who could look for anything, instead of a seasoned set that instinctively look for what's familiar.

At the Land of Walt one of the Knights laughed heartily, shaking his head. "No trouble at all lass. We just heard a commotion and thought someone was getting angry at the Ursa game again. You'd think for a game you can play for free and get ice cream for just trying wouldn't anger people so much, but alas..." The other knight who had told Sepia the hint to hit 100% with the bear than spoke out. "Say, shouldn't you huntresses be in school? What brings you over to the Land of Walt today? You're not skipping are you?" It wouldn't be the first time they had kids from Beacon skip school to come to the Land of Walt. Most of the time the knights just write a report and hand it to Beacon, so long as the hunters don't cause any trouble.