"Thank you, ma'am. It's only been a couple of weeks since I've been at Atlas, but it feels like ages," Russell exclaimed, relieved that the general and Jack were gone. "My only regret is that I didn't make a better impression. I wonder if my plan was just too vague or ill-informed. Ugh, I'm not a long-term strategist."

His teachings from Atlas discouraged rough housing and joking in times of terror, but Russell knew that if he wasn't anything but content, he could very well level the mainland. It didn't help that he still wasn't sure where Mauve stood on him. So in hoping to get at least a smile out of her, Russell remembers his father and replies, "My dad always said I was smart, but only on pure instinct. Not foresight. He said I should never have a 5 year plan, instead stick to a 5 second plan.." Not one to bring up his father, Russell caught himself a little bit, but the joke was funny to him in a self-aware sense.

Any suggestions, Russell thought, curious to why Mauve, as leader, didn't make a plan. Russell stood puzzled, thinking as hard as he could. He wasn't used to being the strategist type, preferring to be the wall the enemy had to get pass in order to hurt his team. And the Grimm only made him think of his parents.

Wait, that is the plan. Russell addressed the three awaiting his plan, saying, "General, sir, ma'am, if I may speak honestly, I'm not the biggest on planning, but from what I can gather, we need three things: reassurance, confusion and confusion." As the three looked at him, confused by his words, Russell soon realized he need to explain what those words meant.

The people are probably scared, fearing and losing people in the panic. That's what is drawing the Grimm. I remember it happening to my village so the first step will be getting the supplies to the medics.

Confusion is the next step. If we can confuse the Grimm by either tiring them out, trapping them or using the elements to funnel them into, I don't know, quicksand or starting a sudden fire, they should run and Mauve and I can stop focus on the Acean threat while escorting the people should any of them intervene in our pathway.

In the worst case of your troops failing in the East, I'd believe it best for you and Mauve to get immediate transport there while I handle the rest here. You both are much faster and even if my shield breaks, you can trust that I won't."

After Russell finished, he felt light-headed. He was nervous as he want his plan was thrown together from things he's seen and he hoped that they could understand what his plan meant. It was merely a theory. "How does that sound, sir?"

Russell stood by Mauve's side, hoping that the general would acknowledge him as he still donned an Atlas armband he received when he arrived at the academy. That being said, he did not speak out of turn, that way he wouldn't interfere with the two leaders conducting a strategy for this mission.

Just then, the general nodded toward him. Russell promptly stuck out his hand and said, "Sir, I am Russell Omhiaba. I am a new member of Team ROSE and former Atlas Academy huntsman-in-training, sir." To him, even saying that much felt like too much and he knew that there was a key word he missed. Either way he was ready to listen to the general's plan.

"Understood, ma'am", Russell replied, following behind Mauve. Being a big fan of watching a leader's individual style should be. He was more than willing to learn from Mauve and the other Huntsmen. He sheathed his weapons and cracked a minute smirk when he heard Mauve call him by his first name. "Mr. Omhiaba" was way too formal for him and reminded him way too much of Atlas. He was at Beacon now and wanted a clean slate.

Hearing that he would only be meeting the capable fighters, Russell knew not to expect Atlas soldiers in the forefront. Capable to him meant able bodied, but the body isn't always able especially when it comes to the Grimm. Just keep that semblance in check, kid and this mission should go just fine, Russell pondered, keeping pace with Mauve.

Russell concurred with Nathan; a map of the surrounding area would be useful. He wanted to get going as soon as he could, but he awaited for Mauve's order.
"Any particular areas we should turn our attention to first?" Russell asked.
He kept his grip on his shield closer. He started to think of his family and knew that his team needed to act fast.
Looking at his teammates, he knew that he would be able to take the most damage but move the slowest, so he would need to tag along with one of them. But which one would be the best move strategically?
"And if we need to split up, who would go where?"

He watched the people around him, looking for a reaction. Russell then took his shield from his back. He wanted to speak but he knew he must wait for Mauve's leadership to shine. He knew that she was the most talkative of his new friends but he wanted to see what made her a good leader so that he could develop the necessary skills as well.

Then he looked around, scanning his surroundings, tightening the grip of his shield in case he needed to launch it at an attacking Grimm. Russell hoped that if he had to throw his kunai or his shield that he hit an Ursa.

"Yeah, sure you can," Russell said, grabbing her scroll so that he can add his contact info. As soon as he handed it back to Mauve, there was immediately a message asking him if he wanted to officially join Team ROSE for their mission. Without hesitation, he hit the check mark. Russell might not have quite felt at home yet, but he knew that he had to make it his mission to get more out what time he had with the team. This mission was going to be the first of many. "Let's get to work!"