[i][b][center]Patrol Mission[/center][/b][/i]

Once Team Kiss arrived to the mechanic's workshop, one thing they may have noticed as they entered was the quiet. It was fairly early in the morning, so a lull in business wasn't too strange. But for those with sharp eyes, they may have noticed that the sign said "Closed", yet the doors were open. There wasn't a responds from anyone towards Team Kiss. Not an immediate one anyways.

Before they could investigate much further, someone did step out one of the halls. A thuggish looking figure with an automatic rifle, who fired a hail of bullets towards Team Kiss, hoping to have caught them off guard. Shortly after three more showed up, similarly armed, and it looked like the band of hunters had a fight on their hands.

[@Eklispe][@Ryonara][@SevenStormStyle][@Pyrodash888]

[i][b][center]Capture the Fort[/center][/b][/i]

The beowolves were in the process of tearing Robert apart to feast on his innards, but fortunately Trad came to his rescue before he was torn limb from limb. And while the beowolves were slowly losing their numbers, they continued their furious onslaught, some even intelligent enough to call for backup. A distinctive howl pierced the night, and in the distance it was responded by more howls. The remaining beowolves, seven currently, proceeded to attack Trad and Roberts, though Trad's power prevented them from doing much harm. For the first few minutes the monsters did nothing but claw and bite, but as they noticed their attacks failing to do any notable harm, they tried to see if they could push Trad out of the way, or dig into the dirt and reach Robert from below. And for those who weren't deafen by the snarls and growling of the beast near them, there was a thundering herd of footsteps in the distance. 

[@Guess Who][@Jedly][@Nytem4re][@Awesomoman64]


[i][b][center]Sticky Situation[/center][/b][/i]

The Nevermore was old, but still as deadly as any youngsters, if not more so. It has fought and came out on top against many hunters in the past, to the point that it has a decent awareness of how they use their weapons and abilities. It also knew that it's current opponent, a flying metal machine, had no means to harm the nevermore. If the metal box could be grabbed, then it can be slammed into the ground. If that did not destroy the box, it will at least kill the hunters inside. At least that's how it usually goes. 

Someone fell from the aircraft. The nevermore knew it was a hunter, and they usually fall out in order to save themselves. In the thick forest the Nevermore couldn't hunt them down, but it didn't particularly care. At least, it didn't until it saw something glowing flying towards it. With a great flap of it's wings the nevermore nearly avoided getting it's head impaled on Shuai's spear, and it was mildly surprised that he was able to fly in the skies. Never has the nevermore fought a hunter who could fly. But it was hardly bothered with this. The Nevermore began to fly high, high enough that to the pilot of the aircraft the massive grimm monster was naught but a spec in the sky. Won't be long before the nevermore would bring it's full weight down on the aircraft, and anything else in it's way.

This was the pilot's signal to get the ship down. At the risk of running into other hostiles, it was testing his luck or his skill against the nevermore's dive bombing. And despite it's size, they dropped fast. [b]"We'll be making an emergency landing here folks, I see a clearing up ahead that I'll be able to move into. With any luck your friend in the skies will keep big bird off my tail, and give you all some time to get accustomed to the forest. Thank you for taking Air Beacon, and happy hunting."[/b] The pilot spoke with a cool voice as he hovered twenty feet above the ground, opening the bay doors for the rest of Team Canvas to make a landing.

[@Onarax][@Savato][@Sho Minazuki][@Crimmy]