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Vale-Civil War-Beryl Harken


Beryl was already half in the aforementioned basket of confectioneries by the time that Andrew looked back at them. Her head popped up and swiveled around to face him as he continued speaking, half a doughnut sticking out of her mouth.

"Wph gth th lmphls..." A quick swallow. "What's causing the unrest? What's got the locals all stirred up enough that outside help needs to be called in? I'll do what needs doing to keep order but if this guy is re-instituting Faunus slavery we're going to have some problems."

Possibly ones that would require excessive levels of bleach and several new coats of paint. Chances of such an occurance were low of course, something like that would have been flagged and never gotten through to the Beacon mission list. Still when the local contact describes your employer as "ruthless" and his town is suffering from civil disorder bad enough to require an armed response it payed to be careful.
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Vale-Civil War-Beryl Harken


"Good morning Mr. Felica." Beryl said as cheerfully as ever. Well, as cheerfully as one could be at Too Early O'Clock in the morning. There may have been a bit of a yawn in there but nothing the young Huntress would admit to. The deck plating clanked satisfyingly beneath her feet as she clambered up the ramp, one hand hauling a large carry-on pack while the other covered her mouth.

With a sigh she tossed the pack into one of the netted cargo compartments and began making sure it wouldn't go flying if their pilot decided an impromptu roller coaster ride was in order. The otter girl's movement were slow and half awake but there was a definite excitement to them. This was her second mission with her team here at Beacon. Might have been the first according to official records, there certainly hadn't been any credits awarded for their last weekend foray. Plus, Silver hadn't been around last time either. Beryl was looking forward to seeing him in action.

Despite how much she was going to enjoy being on a mission with her team she couldn't help but feel nervous about this one. Civil unrest was never pleasant. To say nothing of the fact that it drew grimm like, well like grimm to a hoard of upset angry and scared people, Beryl knew just how ugly people could be all on their own. Situations like this had a history of getting very bad very quickly.

With a relived exhale she flopped down into one of the well used seats. Turning slightly so she didn't squish or bend her tail painfully.
@Crimmy@Slime

Vale-Shopping Mall-Beryl Harken


Giddy would be the best way to describe Beryl as she bounced up to the cashier. Smiles were exchanged as she plopped her small pile of clothing down on the counter. The air soon filling with electronic beeps as the woman behind the machine scanned each item. Said woman's eyebrow raising when she got to the overlarge shirt, a look that just caused the otter girl to raise an eyebrow back. Her gaze held an undercurrent of amusement that blocked out any hints of embarrassment at the silent judgment.

It didn't take long for it all the get payed for and soon Beryl was leading the group back out the doors of the store. With a giant grin on her face she struck a heroic pose in the hallway, one finger dramatically pointing towards their next destination, the other on her hip. Back straight and head up as she spoke up.

"And now the swimwear. Come Silver! I need to find out what looks best on you!"

End Scene
@Crimmy@Slime

Vale-Shopping Mall-Beryl Harken


"You two ready to go?" Beryl was back, her chosen clothing in a small pile in her hands. She peered over the top of it at the other two with a questioning gaze. They looked about done and she was eager to head out. An interesting looking sportswear store lay just across the hall and Beryl could almost hear it's contents calling to her.
And here is the third dude from another Anchor.

@Crimmy@Slime

Vale-Shopping Mall-Beryl Harken


With a frown Beryl went to change out of the top. She liked the slim shirts, they were easy to move in and didn't get in the way in a fight. But if it distracted Silver she'd have to find something else. In short order she had put the offending piece of clothing back where it had come from and found something a size or two bigger.
@Crimmy@Slime

Vale-Shopping Mall-Beryl Harken


Whaaaaaaaa?

Beryl opened her mouth, then closed it. Then opened it. Then closed it again.

"Silver I'm sorry!"
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Vale-Shopping Mall-Beryl Harken


The otter in question stared quizzically at Silver as he beat a hasty retreat. Looking back at Gratia she asked. "What's up with him?"
The first three look like they'd be Supernatural class, although Odin's ravens are probably rather up there. The last guy looks more like a low class Deity.

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