Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25631224-20160221062657/@comment-25924729-20160221075052

Several kilometers away, in a sentry tower cleverly disguised as an unassuming tree, a cat faunus with tattoed skin and a metal arm perked her ears and looked up, eyes narrowing suspiciously at a lone motorcycle, headlight off, approaching her position.

She trained her crossbow at the rider, watching him approach, calmly prepared to incinerate the man if he proved hostile. Only as he drew near, she noted his white coated uniform and lowered the weapon with a releived sigh.

Undisturbed, the scout approached the camp wall and declared himself. "Sister, i've returned with valuable information!"

"Praise the White Truth . But what of your partner?"

"Captured, sister."

Vale's eyebrow twitched with outrage, but she held it in. "You've done well, Brother. Get some rest, food, a shower? Then report your findings to the officers."

The scout nodded and entered the camp, while Vale resumed her guard duty, faunus eyes scanning the darkness for threats. She had to assume the worst, that the other spy would be interrogated and reveal their prescence to the enemy. They know of us, we know of them. All the more reason to be on guard tonight...