[center][h2][color=00aeef]Viola’s invitation[/color][/h2][/center]


[color=00aeef]“Not here...applications maybe?”[/color] mumbled a not so wicked witch named Viola Lis Marsilea.

Hailing from a relatively underdeveloped village near Vale, most of her interests always seemed to lay outside of it. From the superficial things like fashion, to the boring things like politics, which lead to her father calling her a child of the four kingdoms that got blown away by a wind spirit. 

[color=00aeef]“Media...do pictures even count as media?”[/color] she mumbled silently.

Let it be said that if that wind spirit were to exist, it might have been prudent for it not to approach the increasingly rosy faced girl, who pushed and turned the foreign device with increased vigor, until finally she jumped off her bed and lifted her scroll triumphantly, [color=00aeef]“Success!”[/color]

Argent stepped into Team CLRT’s dorm room just in time to see his partner jump up and proclaim her victory over the Scroll clutched in her slender fingers, a smile quirked the silver knight’s lips up. [color=8493ca]“Congratulations, though if you were having trouble you could have asked one of your teammates for advice. Cereza knows the ins and outs of a Scroll like the back of her hand, and I’ve owned a Scroll since I was ten.”[/color]

A small sound of indignation escaped Violas lips as she hugged her scroll to her chest, [color=00aeef]“I shan’t ask any of you for help over something this trivial, I just need to practice using it a bit.”[/color]

Argent’s smile faded and his expression became serious. [color=8493ca]“There’s no shame in admitting there’s something you don’t know, this is a school after all, we’re all here to learn, and it’s not like you’d be inconveniencing anyone. What’s the point of having friends if you aren’t allowed to help them, or vice versa?”[/color]

[color=00aeef]“Please don’t put a tempest in a teapot Sir Argent,”[/color] said Viola while making her way to the opposite end of the room,[color=00aeef]“there are more pressing matters I wish to discuss than your need to dote on me more than my dear mother.”[/color]

[color=8493ca]“Putting aside the fact that I haven’t doted on you at all, what is it that you wanted to talk about? Is there a problem?”[/color]

Reaching her destination, Viola began to lightly knock on the top of a desktop that belonged to a more tech savvy teammate.

Cereza honestly hadn’t been paying much attention to her teammates up until the moment Viola’s manicured fingernails tapped on her computer, much more interested in taking Llaw Du apart to see if her fight against Rima Tempest had done any damage to it. The surface looked fine, but there had been a moment where Cereza’s aura hadn’t been protecting the computer-operated polearm and Rima had hit it with the full force of her high pressure water-lance, and the frost that had permeated the air and covered the technophiles weapon were mildly worrisome.

She pulled out an earplug when Viola’s hand caught her attention by tapping on her computer, the reason why she hadn’t really heard anything as her music had been playing directly in her ears, and raised an eyebrow at the pale duo. [colour=2c75ff]“Can I help you?”[/colour]

[color=00aeef]”Miss Lan is worried about her teammate. Miss Tsuki, who seems to have gone missing for the past couple of days,”[/color] Viola explained, while giving her scroll with Tsuki’s picture to Basil, [color=00aeef]“you two may remember her from initiation. I am ready to depart to the library and help her on her little quest and wanted to know if any of you can help.”[/color]

Argent didn’t even need to think about it. [color=8493ca]“Of course I’ll help.”[/color] Spoken like it was the most obvious thing in the world, and to him it was. In his mind ‘someone needs help = immediately offer that help’. Whether it was truly necessary or even a good idea was quite often not factored into his thought process, even though he was just as often fully aware of both. Regardless, this girl had been apparently missing for days so looking for her was obviously the correct course of action in any case.

Cereza knew of the girl Viola was talking about, though she hadn’t exactly interacted much with the other students in her year. It wasn’t really her place to look for the wayward teen, the hacker thought to herself, but it was her place as the team leader to help her team mates. And judging by the look in Viola’s eye, Cereza would say that the violet-haired girl was going to search for the tiger-eared girl.

[colour=2c75ff]“Well,”[/colour] Cereza began as she snapped the casing of Llaw Du shut again, putting the inspection off for a few more hours, and stood, [colour=2c75ff]“I suppose I should come along. That is what team leaders do, after all, right?”[/colour]

[color=00aeef]“You would know better than I,”[/color] Viola amended while twirling a strand of hair, [color=00aeef]“but I would imagine so.”[/color]

Basil examined the photo for a few moments,as though weighing his choices in his mind, before shrugging. [color=808000]“I suppose I could help search for the missing student, I’m sure Dolor will be up for a search around the city.”[/color] As though calling his name had summoned him, Dolor appeared in a nearby window and gave a cheery caw.  The faunus went to the window and let the bird in, giving it a few moments to inspect the image of the student. The crow looked up to his master after a few moments before flying out the window he had entered from, [color=808000]“I think he’s going to skim through the main streets and go from there.”[/color] The pale faunus explained.