[B]Gratia Mindaro - An Old Friend[/B]

"[color=66cd00]You want to feel useful.[/color]"

Gratia's tone had yet to deviate a single iota; it was cold, impassive and utterly devoid of any form of emotion. Her observation was stated in the same manner she would have used to describe the weather. Her onyx eyes stared unblinkingly into the hesitant blue of her comrade's, the monotonous, bland scowl that took up the entirety of her face broken only by the presence of the lollipop still hanging from her mouth. It was definitely clear to her that the birdbrain would refuse to take 'no' for an answer despite the dangers that could easily fuck up Nuit more than what had already occurred. The lollipop twitched. The Faunus had set her mind to helping. Talking her out of it then ... was essentially as impossible as bringing a miscarriage back to life.

"[color=66cd00]The mission was to retrieve you safely. Bringing you back in would be fucking retarded when you being ganked by some shit because your week as a piñata and proto-sextoy left you as an incompetent is still a possibility.[/color]"

It would be simple to leave Nuit alone in the relative safety of the convenience store car park. However, given the stubbornness evident in those shining blue eyes, the birdbrain would still attempt to follow her anyway. That was the type of person her comrade was. Very little could convince the other teenager into undertaking a different course of action.

"[color=66cd00]I don't plan on giving you a concussion today,[/color]" said the Mistralese teenager after a few seconds of complete silence. "[color=66cd00]Stay behind me, but don't expect to be saved again if you encounter bullshit you can't handle.[/color]"

With those words, she flipped open her old-style Scroll, rapidly tapping out a message of "Nuit retrieved" to the other three members of VGNB and sending it to them. It would be more beneficial to the mission if their devices were set to vibrate-only; she had faith that they were not special needs children attending retard school.