Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20161029044540/@comment-7497475-20161112012300

Already quite happy with her current method of transport, Wisteria was carefully listening to her companions. Because she couldn't see them and remember faces, she tended to give them nicknames according to voices and personalities at random. Artoria was lucky, since she had introduced herself, and simply got Arty.

"Hey Professor Pride, monsters are monsters. You should listen to Paranoia over there and be worried if they're around or not. Now charge Arty! Follow Greed!"

Waving her feet about slightly, a sly smile appeared on her face. Everyone else here was a professional Hunter or similar and probably trusted their training a great deal. Wisteria was different. Her life had required her to know the Grimm were around before they could be a danger. They trained until it was an instinct, for Wisteria, detecting threats was an integral part of living. Her would be gaze shifted to the man that got her out here.

"The sky is never empty, Options."

She went completely silent then, the presence shifting in the distance. It was their job to protect her, and their chance was coming sooner rather than later.