Just how incompetent were these Hansel and Gretel folk? If they had even half the ability of the Red Riding Hood team, they would've nabbed the perp and be back at HQ safe and sound. Quite frankly, Seth didn't even see any merit in their rescue. Catching the Animus ranked much higher in his personal priority list, but orders were orders. Yes, he would follow them, but just how exactly he would was anyone's guess.
Cool lavender eyes scanned the neighborhood, walking with three others around the destination mentioned in the briefing. A typical neighborhood slowly growing seedier as they progressed, the number of broken property and occasional shouting increasing. Their breaths frosted as they exhaled, the fall chill having seeped into the air without the heat of the sun. All the while he said nothing, although if he tried to explain, his mouth wouldn't be able to keep up with his brain. The silence was uncomfortable to most other teams they'd worked with, but to the Red Riding Hood pair, it was simply a part of their investigation routine. While they'd walked on, his power had been actively choosing and eliminating potential locations for the Witch and the story siblings.
The quiet finally broke at Seth's own voice, having decided that the silence was probably growing uncomfortable for the two who walked behind him. "Etheline and Elliot?" The tone was cordial and polite, though his eyes remained focused at the task at hand without a single drop of emotion. He'd talked them before on separate occasions, but it was only at HQ itself whenever they passed them. It would be beneficial for the team if they all got along, although with Etheline and her powers, any disagreements would likely be calmly resolved. "We've never worked together before, have we? Don't mind Gabriel. He may seem intimidating, but he'll listen to orders." At the mention of partner's name, a pale hand reached up to his raven hair, like one might stroke a dog's head.
Their footsteps finally came to a halt in front of a small abandoned building at the corner of the street, Seth being the one to have led them all the while. The original purpose and just how long ago were its last inhabitants were a mystery, but Seth seemingly knew the answer to both. "An abandoned candy store would be the perfect place for her to have hidden out." He turned towards the others. "Mind you, I don't believe she's still here, but it's likely this is where they confronted each other."
"Who would like to do the honors of opening it?" His tone remained polite, but there was an unnatural sweetness when he said his partner's name, almost like a taunt. "Gabriel?"
Cool lavender eyes scanned the neighborhood, walking with three others around the destination mentioned in the briefing. A typical neighborhood slowly growing seedier as they progressed, the number of broken property and occasional shouting increasing. Their breaths frosted as they exhaled, the fall chill having seeped into the air without the heat of the sun. All the while he said nothing, although if he tried to explain, his mouth wouldn't be able to keep up with his brain. The silence was uncomfortable to most other teams they'd worked with, but to the Red Riding Hood pair, it was simply a part of their investigation routine. While they'd walked on, his power had been actively choosing and eliminating potential locations for the Witch and the story siblings.
The quiet finally broke at Seth's own voice, having decided that the silence was probably growing uncomfortable for the two who walked behind him. "Etheline and Elliot?" The tone was cordial and polite, though his eyes remained focused at the task at hand without a single drop of emotion. He'd talked them before on separate occasions, but it was only at HQ itself whenever they passed them. It would be beneficial for the team if they all got along, although with Etheline and her powers, any disagreements would likely be calmly resolved. "We've never worked together before, have we? Don't mind Gabriel. He may seem intimidating, but he'll listen to orders." At the mention of partner's name, a pale hand reached up to his raven hair, like one might stroke a dog's head.
Their footsteps finally came to a halt in front of a small abandoned building at the corner of the street, Seth being the one to have led them all the while. The original purpose and just how long ago were its last inhabitants were a mystery, but Seth seemingly knew the answer to both. "An abandoned candy store would be the perfect place for her to have hidden out." He turned towards the others. "Mind you, I don't believe she's still here, but it's likely this is where they confronted each other."
"Who would like to do the honors of opening it?" His tone remained polite, but there was an unnatural sweetness when he said his partner's name, almost like a taunt. "Gabriel?"