Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24595669-20160322024131/@comment-26402078-20160328114823

"I just don't get it is all," Umber glanced to her teammates, each one scattered around the room with some job or another. Varia hummed quietly next to her, a variety of tools poking from its opened top. "I mean, why bother attacking the Academy? Surely there were better places to choose if they wanted results."

Duncan shrugged pensively, the spark of strategy burning in his eyes. "Maybe they wanted to get rid of the Hunters first - Y'know, nip the flower at the bud?" His arms crossed over his chest, hand reaching to grip the hilt of his Rapier before he remembered that Umber was repairing it. Somehow, he didn't exactly feel secure without the sword where it normally was. At least the weight of his Dust Bombs were still at his waist.

Though she had no comment on the matter, the thief took a wayward glance to Louise, still curled up by the rain-streaked window. For quite some time now, she'd been eerily quiet. Ever since Una kicked the bucket back there... He recollected the nightmare of a memory, letting out a haggard breath through his nose. ''She ain't gonna like being reminded. Maybe she could do with something to perk her back up...?''

Well, there was only one good way he knew how to gather something new for someone. All without spending a single Lien, too! He pushed himself up off the wall, snagging his sword from the mechanic's desk. "I'm heading out; need some fresh air." That, and I need to look a little more into this whole attack thing now that she mentions it.

"Wh-- no, Dunc, it's raining!"

"Oh, don't worry - I'm sure some cute girl will let me under her umbrella for a while!" he chuckled with a shameless wink. He slipped the sword into his belt and took a moment to grab his disguise, hiding the hat and mask under the long tails of the trenchcoat.

"I hope your euphemisms drown out there!" Umber called out as he closed the door, responded to only by a muffled explosion of laughter.