Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24828824-20180226234231/@comment-25169271-20180801094011

Darian and Alice held on as Helena tore away from the apartment buildings, the head of the King Taijutu falling limp against the building. The wind stopped whipping around the cargo bay as the door closed. Darian sighed as he heard Helena's complaint. "That's a bit easier said than done," the faunus stated as he thought about how the situation in the apartment deteroriated. "We have to search the inside of these places, and it's not exactly like you can go shooting through the walls to cover us from Grimm," he surmized.

"We can handle ourselves mom," Alice said, seeing the frustration on her husband's face. "Mom...I know you're worried about me with what happened this winter, but we're all huntsmen and huntresses here. All of us are in danger every time we go out. If you can't trust us to do our jobs out here then we're not going to be effective as a team."

Darian simply kept quiet and sat down determining whether or not to let the two talked through their issues. He knew all too well from dealing with his sister recently that working with family was difficult at best. "Ladies...if I may, can we save this discussion till after the mission, or at the very least until we set up camp for tonight?" Darian suggested as he looked out the window and saw the police station coming into view. "For now we'll try to keep close to the edges of a building until Alice feels the place is empty. If we feel something we can deal with it then."