Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20140811065035/@comment-26388029-20140811071925

Grimm. Not a welcome word in Grayson's memory. They had destroyed his livelihood, mauled and deformed the once-alive corpses of his kin, and decimated his love. He had a personal distate for them. Why? Because they had only one function: Kill. He didn't question why; he just stopped them from harming anybody else, like how he himself failed to protect someone from the monsters of the night...

Thus, when he got the report, he silently packed several Dust crystals and left for the port. As he expected, Annie stopped him once.

"You're going for the Grimm again, aren't you." The green Huntsmen nodded.

She looked up in response. To his surprise, there was no clear expression on her face. He knew she cared about him, more deeply than anybody else, even on his own team. Grayson just wasn't sure how to respond to her feelings, though.

"Just... be sure to come back." She stepped away from her team leader.

The leader of Team GRAY nodded once more, then swiftly walked away from his own teammate.

If he couldn't eliminate all of the Grimm, at least he could protect the victims of the darkness. ''Because that's what Huntsmen and Huntresses do. Hunt down the darkness.''