Closed RP w/ask-team-clst
A gentle breeze flew past her flowing ebony hair as she trudged along the plains. Her mask though intimidating concealed a scowl on her face. After Beacon fell, she was still reeling from her own confrontation, one with her... brother. She never expected her brother to unlock her semblance, nor did she ever thought that she would be beaten back. Anger filled her being as she wanted to end it on her terms, she knew this was only the beginning. Yet her boss, Salem apparently, insisted that she kept a low profile for now. Until she was called for again.
So here she was, simply taking mercenary work to pass the time. Her "musings" were interrupted as she reached her destination. Heading towards the house, she took off her mask before knocking on the door. When it opened, she introduced herself.
"Hello, you must be Rhona Flynn correct?" the merc said. "My name is Jet Willows... and I heard that you wanted someone brought back to you?"