Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-25857155-20150721025843

Mauve seemed slightly uncomfortable at being called by her last name by Beige, and frowned at the girl. "Please, it's Mauve."

Starting to tie up the rest with some rope she found in one of their captives' posession, Mauve turned a displeased eye to Azilius. "They started it, so let's act like animals t' them?" She scoffed quietly. "This's why Grimm come around, y'know.  People lookin' for payback.  Vengence ain't justice," she added as she tightened the bonds on the last, now disarmed, soldier.

Wincing at the sudden increase of light, Mauve stiffened as she heard the conversation from the radio, a snarl tugging at her lips. "Sounds like THEY ain't too keen on workin' wi' Fang.  Tha' crate oughtta be big enou' for 'im to get comfy in, 'til the recov'ry crew shows up.  Sounds like this just b'came a rescue mission."

With a frown, she stepped over some of the fallen to reach the injured cat Faunus girl from earlier. "Y'sure there's nothin' else y'can tell us?" Calmly, she checked her rough bandadge job.