[b][i]Tsukimon Arata - Nameless Group[/i][/b]
[i][b]Warehouse Base[/b][/i]

[i]"Takai, huh?"[/i] The chance meeting of another Japanese mob family in Rome of all places was both amusing and surprising to Tsukimon. Chewing away at one of the sandwiches Maria had masterfully crafted, she turned to face the newcomer and Lila. [i]"How do I word this... it is not that I am too trusting."[/i] She leaves it at that, pulling down a box of PG tips instead of the usual tea she was prone to drinking. She scrutinized the brand through a squint before shrugging, setting it down. Leaning against the kitchen top, she turned that same scrutinizing eye to Makoto and raised a silencing hand to Lila. 

[i]"Do not be too hasty. I can just tell when someone is too new to mean us harm. Who told you to come to us?"[/i] Tsukimon asked, a somewhat dangerous edge to her question. 

She raised the sandwich up for another bite. It was likely the local moderator, trying to keep things neat and organized. The yakuza princess had an unspoken dislike of the Moderators and their seemingly arbitrary authority over the realm of magical girls, but it was of course a dislike she would keep to herself. She'd already made enough enemies out of the Chinese Moderator and her cronies. Good times.  

[i]"Because I'm not sure if you can tell, but we are not exactly the most organized team!"[/i] Which was fine with her, [i]"Whoever sent you probably did not like you."[/i] Tsukimon moved over to Lila, throwing her arm over the other girls shoulder with the sandwich hanging out of her mouth. There's no way she was not doing that to intentionally frustrate her. There was something very alien about that gesture coming from Tsukimon, who usually held a very proper stance.

[i]"Oh! If you are going to go out, take Marie and Silvia. They say the best way to learn is to have someone you can teach. You can each chip in to help out the new girl."[/i] She said after a swallow. [i]"Who knows, having a grass green girl might even help stop you from being so..."[/i] She turned her head to Lila, looking for an appropriate but polite word. [i]"...Political."[/i]

Tsukimon broke off from Lila and went back to the tea. [i]"How do you like your tea, Takai-san?"[/i]