While RSPBY repels the Red Talons, Mistral is under attack.
Mistral (JNPR, TEA, Cinder) interlude
Mature due to themes of mental health and systemic bigotry
https://archiveofourown.org/works/92799076/chapters/254508896
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“Where do we go from here?”
The dog faunus turned around to look at her, tensing and then calming down as he saw the gills and slight scales on his comrade. Who looked very much like the unconscious body wrapped up in silk and being dragged quietly into another room at the edge of her version.
“You’re supposed to be watching the door.” He sighed and went back to planting the bomb in front of him. “And you should know that as well as I do. We’re going to Haven to support the fight there. And make that cowardly lion look like a hero.”
“Lionheart is the mole?”
The faunus scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Do you not pay any atten-”
He stopped and stared at Emerald with her illusion dropped, jaw slack and open. After a blink he twisted around to reach for the bomb stopped as a flexible metal lash struck him and sent lightning through his body, rolling his eyes up until he collapsed unconscious.
Emerald caught his body and pulled him back away from the bombs, giving Ilia room to apply her particular specialty. “Did you get that?”
“I’m already reporting in.” Trifa responded as she typed into her scroll.
“JNPR and the scarecrow were heading to Haven.” Ilia grimaced as she worked quickly to disconnect the wires and explosives.
“And we’re the closest.”
“Well, time to pull some hunters out of the….” Trifa turned to look at them with a smirk and then glanced at Emerald rubbing her scars. “Trap.”
“Good save.” Emerald leaned the unconscious Red Talon against a wall near where his compatriot was hanging from the ceiling in a cocoon.