[B]Gratia Mindaro - Zephyr[/B]

The plan had been finalised. Her duty for the mission was to infiltrate the scum that were the [i]Dodici Cosca[/i] by offering her services as some ... enforcer or similar ilk, thereby providing the team access to information on the inner workings of the organisation's facilities and the like within the city. It was a distasteful job, but it was shit that had to be done if they were to retrieve Nuit successfully. Compared to her leader's brain-damaged suggestion of being sent in as a second hostage, it was far more preferable for Gratia that she instead sought employment with these criminals. She refused to send any of her allies' ashes home on this mission.

She watched the glass doors of the bank quietly, onyx eyes bearing down upon the teller within. She wanted nothing more than to simply rip apart every single shred of the group, crush their spirits for daring to even harm someone that was [b][i]hers[/i][/b], but the plan was important.

Gratia Mindaro stepped through the doors.

Her cold, silent gaze met the receptionist's.