"[color=00aeef]Tori Frejsdottir eh? Definitely Atlas.[/color]" the woman remarked.
	Closing her eyes, she then took a moment to stretch, clasping her hands and leaning back into the air behind her. Afterwards, her hands were slipped into her sleeves, during which time, a soft clicking could be heard. A moment later, and she produced a hand gun from her combined sleeves.
	"[color=00aeef]And in case you hadn't checked the listing in its entirety,[/color]" she began- seemingly to no one in particular- with her hood masking a roll of her eyes, "[color=00aeef]You'd know that there's no clear record of the Grimm activity in the area. We have no way of knowing exactly what we're running into. Best be cautious. That's why I'll be inspecting the scene first once we arrive, if no one has any reasonable objections.[/color]"