The view from the airship had been one he had not laid eyes on in a while. Beacon Academy. His team had been out in the field for a while, with little to sustain themselves. Not the worst mission he'd had the pleasure of being a part of, but losing a fellow comrade, a loss Grane saw as avoidable, was never something he got used to. True, he had barely known Delta, but Delta was still his comrade in arms, even if it was for a day or two.
It was... hard not blaming himself somewhat for Delta's death. Perhaps if he had fought a little harder, Grane could have stopped the grimm dragging Delta away. Maybe if he had just taken charge instead of Robert.. perhaps things would have gone differently.
At this point, Grane cared little about Robert's poor state. He would not mourn if the boy died of his injuries. As far as Grane was concerned, Robert was an incompetent leader, one not worthy of any of his loyalty. Clearly he had no ability to lead, let alone fight, and Grane wanted him off the team as soon as possible. If they had followed the boy's idea of infiltrating, they might have all died like Delta. Alone, and helpless. The Grimm would have tracked them down regardless of how quiet they were. They were beasts, not humans or faunus who you might be able to sneak by.
The airship finally landed onto one of the various landing zones, with medical staff rushing to take Robert away, who was still in critical condition.
"Robert? Trad? Grane? Where's Delta? What happened?" Gren's distinct deep voice called out to the team, asking them the inevitable question no one on the team really wanted to answer; but it was a reality they would have to face. Delta was gone. KIA. Before he could address Gren, the headmaster greeted them, asking them them for a sitrep.
Grane didn’t know how exactly he should address the headmaster, but he stepped forward and saluted Ozpin just in case.
"Sir. Gone. In the heat of battle, during a grimm ambush very early in the mission, Delta was separated from Robert, Trad, and me. The grimm overwhelmed him, and dragged him away. We couldn't reach him in time, and we lost sight of him. Delta is most likely dead sir. Grimm don’t take prisoners. With the grim news of Delta's passing, Grane decided now was a good time to tell the headmaster about his reservations about Robert. Robert's shortcomings were largely why Delta died anyways.
"Sir. I believe Delta’s death was completely avoidable. I believe our team leader, Robert, ultimately created the situation where Delta was killed. It may have been a lack of experience, or indecisiveness, but he is at major fault. Robert could not come up with a sound plan of attack. This led to the grimm making the first move, ambushing us. In addition to his poor leadership skills, I do not believe he is in a proper mental state to continue leading a Hunter/Huntress team. Robert broke down emotionally several times throughout the mission. Quite frankly, I am asking you to discharge Robert from this team, if not from this school altogether.. Robert is an endangerment to this unit. Sir." Despite Grane's attempts to keep his voice neutral, his actual tone contained a mixture of anger and grief.
"However, this mission was not a failure, despite the loss of our comrade, and Robert’s lack of leadership; A huntress came to our aid." Grane gestured towards their new teammate.
“Her name is Sand. She aided us in infiltrating the base, and in turning on the fort’s power. Without her, the mission would probably have been a failure. She is a good huntress. Sir.”@Guess Who @Awesomoman64 @Nytem4re @Lazo @Lucius Cypher
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