[h2][center]Oswald Connoly- Infirmary[/center][/h2]

So, the man Sapphire's team had brought into custody had already managed an escape. That....was not a good thing. The timing was perfect. They'd lost their test subject, and it seemed this scientist, Pops, was somehow involved as well. Spring the scientist from jail, take back the kid, then launch an attack to draw attention away from it. The timing was just too perfect.

Once is happenstance. 

Twice is coincidence. 

The third time, it's enemy action. Something was very, very wrong here. And now it was obvious to Oswald. 

"That...is bad. I don't mean 'stubbed toe' bad. I mean 'shot by an anti-air turret' bad." His example was oddly specific, but he was hoping Sapphire wouldn't be put off by that. She seemed to take a moment to think on her next words before asking her a question. 

About one of her own teammates. 

About what he, specifically, thought of said teammate. 

Gren. The big, green hulking motherfucker with the monstrous weapon. Somehow, Marcus had defeated him during the first day of duels, but since his old team leader was gone now, it hardly mattered. What did Oswald think of him? [i]Did[/i] Oswald think of him? 

He was compelled to answer in the negative. "I don't know enough about the guy to say anything one way or the other. If it was Shiro, I could at least say a few words, but Gren's essentially an unknown to me. He offered us all food on that first day, but other than that I wouldn't call us any more than distant acquaintances. My first impression is that he tries...a bit too hard to be friendly to everybody around him, but that might just be my personal tendencies towards isolation talking."

Sighing, Oswald shook his head slowly. "This is a lot to think about. I still don't even know exactly what happened on my mission. After we split up, I didn't see Diamond or Emerald until I woke up here..." Although his pride was wounded at having been so brutally beaten, Oswald was more concerned about what that [i]thing[/i] he'd fought was. It might have been a Huntress at some point, but during the fight it seemed to change. Become more evil, more soulless. 

More like a Grimm. The thought was niggling at the back of his mind. He had to know.