[B]Gratia Mindaro - Zephyr[/B]

Gratia gazed impassively at the disappearing form of the Bullhead, the din of its engines fading away into the Mistralese night. Nuit had been successfully exfiltrated. The stated aim of the mission assigned to Team VGNB had thus been fulfilled. Regrouping with the other members of the team and returning to the Academy was a legitimate course of action. However, over the time they had expended in retrieving their Faunus companion, a number of "loose ends" had emerged. Her onyx eyes glanced back towards the stolen SUV, at the rapidly cooling corpse of Vitoria Dodici in the back, face frozen in an expression of shock. There were still more of them out there; the scum that had taken Bianca from them in the first place had yet to face retribution.

Until the Dodici Cosca were grabbed, kicking and screaming like the rabid little pests they were, onto the ground and forced to face their crimes, VGNB could not leave.

She slid into the driver's seat of the SUV, turning the key in the ignition once more with practiced familiarity. A quick perusal of the discarded suit in the seat next to her provided the Mistralese teenager with a pair of sunglasses, an ID badge that could possibly assist her in moving around the compound, and a zippo lighter. She pocketed them. They could be utilised.

Gratia pressed her foot down on the accelerator, and the SUV began to make its way back down to the Dodici Compound.

The pathetic piece of flesh hogtied in the back visibly groaned in her rearview mirror. He was awaking.

"[color=66cd00]Good morning,[/color]" she said, voice flat and solemn as a grave. "[color=66cd00]I have [i]many[/i] questions for you.[/color]"