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With the successful extermination of the flock of Nevermores that dared to obstruct the path of Atlas' Science Ministry, the members of SVRT found themselves once more safely ensconced within the hull of the vessel, returning to the bridge where the inspector and captain awaited them.

The first to greet the young Hunters was the fluffy pink poodle. Upon their entrance, it yelped cutely in greeting, small frame shaking with every bark it made. Its actions rapidly alerted the master whose arms it was cradled in, and Thoúlē Aristeas' gaze immediately shifted away from the screens to SVRT. She followed in the animal's lead, nodding respectfully at their arrival.

"I am very much impressed by your abilities, Beaconites," she stated. "The enemies of mankind are unfortunate to have your ilk amongst their enemies! Particularly you, Ms Steele. You have been blessed with a remarkable Semblance."

"However, there are unlikely to be any further attacks of such intensity," she continued, poodle happily accepting her gentle petting. "You are free to rest and recover before our arrival at ICE CreAM. If you do have any further inquiries, however, I am receptive to questions."

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Their path cleared, the rest of the trip to ICE CreAM passed in relative peace. Soon enough, the members of SVRT would arrive at the forested mountain upon which ICE CreAM's facilities were dotted about, floating past the herds of Grimm below to land at a fortified airstrip surrounded by jagged stone. There was nothing welcoming, and the sense of uneasy danger was only accentuated by the stark lack of anybody present. No other aircraft were on the strip. No hustle and bustle of researchers and operatives. Only one man - [url=https://i.imgur.com/NgNF8f4.jpg]a white-haired youth[/url] - was waiting, watching their vessel dock.

"Atlesians, correct?" he asked, as everyone departed onto solid ground.