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</div></div><br/>And then Akena was alone. Falling back into her chair, she fumed. That could have gone better perhaps, but then again, it's not like that was unexpected. Besides, sending it to Atlas just made her feel sick, especially since there was no real guarantee, as Shiro had said, of said research turning up something beneficial to everyone. She knew the way this went. It'd be some anti-grimm weapon, suspiciously good at killing non-grimm too. You couldn't expect much else from a bunch of racists, and she didn't know why she had expected Robin to have any redeeming qualities anyway. 'You did the right thing' had been said with enough deadened vitriol for her to understand exactly what kind of person he was. Notably, not a good one.<br/><br/>And for that matter, the rest of the team was a bunch of screwjobs too. No one could talk to each other, communication was impossible, and they let their individual wants and needs get in the way of any real success. Why was she the only one trying to rope them together? Other than Karmyne, but she barely had the spine for it. Nor could Shiro, he didn't even seem to care. And having Nekro and Robin in charge would have been a<i>nightmare</i>. So...was she really the best candidate for leadership out of this group?<br/><br/>"Fuck." She sighed under her breath, closing her eyes and taking a few deep breaths. Internal temper tantrums were therapeutic in some ways, but it wouldn't do her much good to lambast her team like that. They had problems, she had problems, and they had to work on it. There'd likely be no end to their quarrels, but she had to remind herself that this was<i>just the second day</i>. If they gave up now...actually, what if she gave up now?<br/><br/>No, that was probably a bad idea too. This was her assignment, her duty, and she had to see it to the end, whatever that end would be. She looked out the window, noticed Karmyne bodily dragging Nekro with her, and smiled a bit. At least Akena had some help. All this frustration she felt was just indicative of her own problems, as usual. And the same probably applied to everyone else. She threw a glare at the canister on the table before bringing out her scroll to send off some messages.<br/><br/>The first was the team LITE. She had caught the name of their leader - Lenora, or something - and she was easy enough to track down in the database. Someone else from Atlas. Hopefully not as racist as Farber, but Akena didn't get her hopes up. But the message was light enough - simply requesting to meet up and discuss the recent assignment, and compare observations and notes. She added on, as well, well-wishes for their recovery and assurances that they could meet once things had settled. Short, sweet, polite. Akena sent that one off immediately.<br/><br/>The second message was to the Beacon Administration. First a summary of the sample they had procured, as well as the unfortunate circumstances surrounding it. She'd leave it in their hands, ultimately, but ensured she left enough info that Robin had given them. Namely that there were biometric locks on the canister, and it was unlikely that you could study the sample without Atlas's assistance. In Akena's view, they could figure that mess out, she wanted no part of it. And finally, a short addendum that Robin Farber be removed from team ARKIS, given his views, refusal to treat team members with respect, and further suspicions that he wasn't in this to benefit anyone but himself and his father.<br/><br/>Akena paused before hitting send, then deleted that last bit. She could give another chance to someone like him, despite personal distaste. She polished off the email instead with a note that she'd stick around the library long enough for them to come pick it up, since she wasn't exactly sure if moving it herself without any equipment might cause any damage. Damn thing was probably rigged to explode when a faunus picked it up - not that she put that specific notion in her email. She then sent that message off, and finally leaned back into her chair, taking another deep breath. Another headache, and her eyes burned again. Fantastic.