Battler loosed a set of three arrows, two landed as bull's-eyes, but the third was still an inch and a half off target. He tisked and was prepping to try again when Heathers distinctive voice rang out behind him. "A mission?" he exclaimed, bursting into flames as he struggled to sort out what was going on. "But I'm a second-year!" There was no argument to be had, obviously. Heather had clearly already decided that he was coming. So he bit his lip, quieted his flames and scrambled to fill his quiver. He spotted some flammable arrows and packed them too, hurrying to catch up with his mentor--as she was quickly shaping out to be.<br/><br/>"What kind of mission is it?" he asked, trotting up behind her. "Where are we going?"<br/><br/>----------------<br/><br/>Ijemaru opened and shut the door to his room, then swore loudly. He picked up a desk standing next to him in one hand, but paused and thought better of it before throwing it. He gave an annoyed sigh and set it back down. He didn't have time to clean up any messes like that--they were leaving in less than an hour. Quietly, he started to gather some things he thought he might need, and thought to himself.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">So the church is a real thing. I've heard rumors of them... I hope they're not true. I heard they use holy water as one of their weapons to fight demons. The stuff works. Hunters don't use it because it affects us too; weakens our powers, sometimes by a lot. The more demonic toxins you have in your body, the more it affects you. The stuff burns demons... I can't be drawing that kind of attention right now. But I can't not fight them! A full scale war against demons would be...</span>he shook his head, leaving his worries there for now. He organized the items he'd selected into a hiking backpack and tossed it over his shoulders.<br/><br/>The Elite Hunter gave a quick glance to the desk he'd nearly thrown across the room. He'd always been strong, much to people's general surprise, but he'd never been this monstrously strong. He was far from an idiot, he knew what was happening to him. He was getting stronger quickly because he was coming up on stage two of the demon transformation. The strength would be useful, along with any other skills he might gain in the coming weeks, but his body sure picked a good time to become vulnerable to holy water. Being exposed so soon would be troublesome. Hopefully all the winter-gear they'd be wearing in Graecia would help him avoid that.<br/><br/>He glanced at his boat ticket one last time and started on his way to the appropriate harbor. He rarely had reason to drive lately, but he'd be doing it now.<br/><br/>-------------<br/><br/>Ebisu hadn't brought much of anything with him, so he called a cab and took a quick ride to the harbor where their boat would be. He was glad to be going home soon, but the notion was kind of ruined knowing there was about to be a life or death conflict there that would affect the rest of the world. When the cab arrived, he hopped out and quickly found some shade near where they would board the boat. Now it was just a waiting game.