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Will post in a bit, need to do some computer maintanence.

Uhhh.
<<EDIT>> Crap.
Gimme a second to throw Nova's thing into the other tab.
Sterling Lucien


"No. We can manage." The sniper spoke up before entering the sewers. She coughed a bit when she smelled the air, somewhat wishing she had her scarf or her facemask. Though it wasn't snowing, and she really never used either except under those circumstances. She tugged her hood over her head as she started forward, adjusting the scope on her rifle just a bit for much shorter zoom.

Still being attentive, Sterling thought about her approach to this entire scenario. Numbers unknown, skill unknown, aura strength, unknown. Best be prepared for the worst. If need be, she always has a few explosive cartridges for the unlucky ones. Though considering the common type, and some terrorists, they rely on numbers and resources rather than skill. Which usually meant one shot from her rifle might break someone's aura quick enough.

Sterling was presented a question, an interesting one at that. The plan? For her, it usually involved just taking her time from far away enough that they don't even see her there, although that one would be a bit of an issue down here. The other huntress seemed confident in her abilities to disarm the bomb, that just left Sterling to do the rest until she could. Or maybe they could try and take them all out before going for the bomb? It all depends on how they're set up. As the two of them walked, Sterling took a few seconds to think it all over, thinking of how to do it. "If you decide to rush towards the bomb and stick to it, or take them out first, you can trust me. I'll follow your lead."

No mercy in this one. Not a single bit. People here are trying to hurt a bunch of innocent people, and according to the Colonel, there weren't too many restrictions here. While Sterling felt somewhat bad for going off and treating this mission like a Grimm extermination mission, the terrorists had a lot similar with those creatures constantly attacking humanity. They both just wanted to cause issues for people. So, why not just treat them as so? She's done things like this in the past, with somewhat satisfying results of dropping someone after one shot. This one shouldn't be too difficult.

The only worrying part is that they probably should work fast. The more time they give themselves, the less time their enemies have to prepare whatever they have in store. Sterling sped up her pacing just by a little bit, occasionally shifting her gaze to Perry to keep up the pace.
If the others don't mind, thank you very much.
Damn, need more guys? I was gonna make another female character. Damn.
Sterling Lucien


While mercenary work was somewhat uncommon for Sterling, protecting the innocent was inversely so. So outside her watchtower patrols of various towns expecting Grimm invasions, or just nightly guard runs, this one was a no-brainer. Why wouldn't she take that opportunity to go and help people? While she didn't know the specifics of the mission at hand, yet, she was absolutely going to participate in anti-terrorist operations.

And then of course, she gets the benefit of taking down people who threaten to hurt those under her watchful eye. For the most part, this one would be pretty easy. It might not be as good as a night patrol operation for her, although this took precedence. It worked out well enough, she figured whoever hired her might have already looked through her profile, and with the indication of her rifle made known how useful she might be in certain events.

Though it did seem like he didn't trust them. For what reasons, she didn't quite understand, though his expressions towards the small handful spoke loud enough to create some sort of tension between the more skilled individuals in the room. He started speaking, straight to the point with a bit of irritation in his voice, although it seemed like he just was setting the tone. A likely story. Though if he thought any of the people here would be willing to abandon a mission so important at the last second... Well. The silver haired faunus had seen worse. Personal experience. She did expect about as much out of any trained individual as the Colonel did, and honestly she was half tempted to shoot whoever would back out at this moment.

No one seemed to do so, so it would avoid the friendly fire that might occur due to anyone who intended to abandon. Was that somewhat an exaggeration? Maybe. Betrayal was something she didn't take kindly to. The slight pause in the scene kicked in, before a somewhat cheerful girl spoke up with more excitement than was to be expected. Sterling was almost caught off guard by it, but hell, at least someone here was doing some talking. In response to what the manifest of the entire room's cheer had just spoken, Sterling shot a gaze towards the Lieutenant Colonel, the amber outline on her left eye glowing sharply for a split second, before dying down.

It was somewhat her way of trying to set her own tone, though she spoke to follow up the gesture quickly. "Expect nothing but the best." It was in her reserved attitude which prevented her from telling off the Colonel for not trusting the skills of those he hired, on top of the fabricated tension he created for the room. Not ideal, but hey, she'll be able to prove that the assembled group could be trusted to get this done. In Sterling's case in particular, she would prove that she could get this one done quickly enough.
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Entrance to the Courtyard(?)

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"It would be nice." Aleandra limited her response, taking another thought about the second-year, from what she could make out of him at least. She tried to ignore all the simple things which she caught on to, trying to be somewhat forgiving. He seemed nice at the very least, and it really wasn't all too bad that his attitude was so light. At least he wasn't acting all high and mighty, He had a slight pause, with his next statement lighting a smile up on the swordswoman's face.

"I'm sure that answer would be one we both like. I look forward to talking with you." Aleandra gave him a nod of the head, with a soft wave as the Prince left. With a smile, she turned to Calisone, gesturing for him to come forward. He seemed pretty nice, and the girl looked forward to opportunities to spar with him in the upcoming weeks. Adjusting her cuff after the wave, that little habit keeps popping up as Aleandra focuses her attention on her own physical appearances, on top of the social ones. Not like she hadn't already kept all those up long before she exited the room. "He seems nice. He offered a sparring match with the both of us."

"Again, my Princess, try not to get ahead of yourself. You have a habit of crashing after your failures." Her mentor spoke from experience, both in his own matches with her and by seeing her with other people. Granted, she mostly keeps it in, though there is a moment where she lets loose in a lot of matches and all of her small little anger from her own slight imperfections all get channeled into her blade. That little remark got her a bit irritated, although the returning gaze was enough to remind her that Calisone knew enough about her.

With a deep breath, Aleandra's hands went behind her back, looking once around the room. "I'll head outside, just for a bit of fresh air. Please stay by the door, if possible." After confirming nod from her guard, Aleandra stepped out to the door, keeping her hands behind her back. As she exited the hall, she took a deep breath of the sea air, somewhat refreshing. Taking a quick gaze around the courtyard, she caught onto a face she recognized.

Ydrian. Old friend of hers, one of the few that she had. The familiarity of people was somewhat reassuring, as she could play catch up with several of her older friends, maybe see how much they've all changed. After all, she remembers a change of her own. She noticed that her old friend was somewhat busy in conversation, so she stopped her approach an appropriate distance away from the boy, gazing out to the water as she awaited for him to initiate.
Second probably for Sterling
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