[h2][color=66CD00]Gratia Mindaro – An Old Friend[/color][/h2]
Bianca Nuit was picked up by the bullhead. She watched as she rose up into the air. She couldn’t stop staring at Gratia who was standing there, without her coat. She was finally pulled into the bullhead by an assistant who attempted to begin a psychological evaluation. They probably weren’t going to like what they would find. But she silently reminded herself that Gratia didn’t get out of bed for Bianca to falsify a medical examination. So she did what she does best. 

Bianca began to gush about her latest trip to Mistral.

[h2][color=66CD00]Gratia Mindaro – Mistral, Je T’aime[/color][/h2]
The bullhead rose up into the air and the wind flushed the pavement with a refreshingly cold breeze. Gratia Mindaro was standing next to a car which itself held the body of a Mafioso and another one whom was unconscious. It would be a long night.

[h2][color=FADA5E]Napoli Fiordilatte[/color] & [color=7fffd4]Beryl Harken[/color] – A [color=7fffd4]B[/color]asic Infiltratio[color=FADA5E]n[/color][/h2]

Beryl would manage to catch up to her teammate just as he successfully transitioned between hiding spots. Marissa, god bless the girl - would be too occupied to notice the increasing amount of Hunters in her general vicinity. Napoli would now be able to make out what was through the window to the warehouse, there was an unbelievable amount of Faunus, more than 50 to be sure. Due to the sheer number of Faunus he couldn't make out much more from window, though he did also seem to be able to notice the fact that it was slightly ajar, as if someone had opened it due to the heat. Marissa immediately turned to face the direction of Napoli and Beryl, not that she could see them.

She began tapping away at her phone screen. She seemed impatient, worried perhaps. 

[i]"Where the hell are they..."[/i]