Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151203145629/@comment-25924729-20151205015855

Vale regarded the menacing newcomer dressed as a pirate with only a mild interest, then prepared to follow him across the roofs. She turned back to Laura, still on the ground. "Do i have to carry you again?" she asked sarcastically. Then noted her expression. "By the White Truth, i do, don't i?"

She supposed it was expected, not everyone had a mobility semblance like her. She growled in frustration and grabbed her partner by the collar before diving off the roof after Hafleikr, parkouring across the city with a panicked screaming girl in tow.

"Why?!.... Are you!.... Doing this?!" Laura managed to scream between jumps. Knowing Vale and her hatred for huntsmen, it was suprising she hadn't tried to kill anyone yet, especially her. To this, the assassin simply replied. "You're the Healer, you're useful." with some hesitation, she then added. "you're family."

So that's it, she's protecting me only because she want my semblance to help her finish the tests. No matter how skilled a fighter she was, Vale was still mortal, and could get severely injured doing whatever tests the Pilgrims expected of her. She wanted Laura as an instant hospital by her side to keep her alive during this process, not really caring whether her partner survived or passed as long as she made it herself.

It took her a while to decipher the second half of her reasonings''. 'you're family.' ''Vale's loyalty to any cause was unerring, bordering on fanaticism. Both her and Laura were about to join the Pilgrims, which made them part of the same organization or 'family', as Vale put it, and she guarded her families and it's members with that same lunacy that made her such a brutal fighter. Laura found herself grateful that the zealot devoted her skills to protecting instead of attacking her, at least for now.

The party suddenly halted, and Laura was dumped on the leaf covered ground roughly again. "Oww..." she complained as she dusted herself off and took bearings, but quickly fell silent again. Predatory growls and rustles of large creatures on the prowl surrounded them. Hafleikr led them right into a herd of Grimm. The question was why?

"Stay close and don't die." Vale instructed as they both readied weapons and huddled together, awaiting further instructions.