Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160724065302/@comment-5999656-20160725165908

The rest of Fen's friend group from school were going around to all the nearest printer stores. Whoever was pasting up the logos hadn't even bothered spraypainting it; they just grabbed a bunch of posters and stuck them up. So unless a gangster just so happened to have a machine in their back room that could print poster-sized papers in mass quantities, chances were they were getting them from a third party.

The Daybreakers were probably moving on their own, Fen realized. She'd chosen not to enlist their help this time, preferring to rely on people she knew and trusted, but Maris was probably going in like the A-plus leader that she was. It was no secret that the leader of the Daybreakers was aiming for a high-ranking position in the company after she graduated, but aside from being a total tryhard it wasn't clear just how high exactly she was aiming. Did she want to be the next Dragon Head?

"These guys are real cheap," Automne said, snapping Fen out of her reverie. She turned to face the Faunus.

"Posters are easy to print and easy to rip up. If they really wanted to make a statement, they should have used permanent marker. I'm no detective like Platinum, but it's pretty obvious they're not just marking their territory," Automne pointed out. Fen looked at her.

Of all her close friends, Automne was by far the calmest. She took school issues in stride and never seemed stressed. And although she struggled a bit in class, Automne was definitely one of the cleverest people Fen had ever met. Of course - growing up a street urchin tended to make one pretty street smart.

"Looks like your man over there," she said, pointing at the masked figure in the distance. Even from here the black dragon superimposed on white was obvious.

"Should we tail him?"

Fen nodded. It was as good a strategy as any. The two girls leapt from their perch onto the next roof, towards the quarry.