"Haaah, not a new record..."

Fuuka sighed as she looked at her timer. The perpetrator currently sat, several meters away from her, out like a light. The guys who'd come with her would be landing to pick up his unconscious body soon enough. Around here there was the destroyed remains of of the stone warriors he'd deployed in his attempt to... to... ah, whatever, she really didn't care. She was more frustrated about not beating her last time. The black-haired schoolgirl drew out another stick of pocky as she hopped off one particularly enormous stone body, and slipped it into her mouth.

It was around then, while the cleanup arrived, that a black van pulled up, a pretty older woman in a suit opening the door and stepping out. She was a figure that Fuuka was pretty familiar with, and would have looked like a normal human [url=http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=1749331]if not for the quite noticeable glow around her eyes.[/url]. She stared for a few moments at the wreckage left behind, before taking a deep breath.

"You're needed for a meeting, Minami-san," she said, clamly. Fuuka came to a halt.

"Ehhh? Right now? After I just did a mission?" she sighed, "Ah, jeez, that sounds boring. Do I seriously have to show up?"

"[i]Yes[/i], Minami-san," the woman said, more insistently.

"You better buy me some pocky for this, nee-san," Fuuka responded, climbing into the back of the van. She leaned back in the seat, and didn't bother with a seatbelt.

"Don't call me 'nee-san'," protested the woman, obviously not liking the less formal address that Fuuka had applied to her. "And put on a seatbelt."

"Fine, Yumi-chan," replied Fuuka with a smile as she belted herself in.

"Don't say 'Yumi-chan', either! It's Yumiko! Kobayashi Yumiko!"

Fuuka giggled to herself.

She always got a kick out of annoying 'Yumi-chan'.

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[h2]Minami Fuuka, after the Meeting[/h2]

"I knew it'd be boring," Fuuka said with a sigh as she headed to the Agency's Cafeteria, down one of the usual off-white hallways, Her hands were firmly in her pockets as she strolled along. What was the point of all that? Introduce yourselves? Eh, like she needed that. If she wanted to know someone she'd get to know them, not sit through some of the higher-ups demanding them to get to know their fellow Outbreakers. Whaaaaatever.

The small schoolgirl pushed open the door to the cafeteria and stepped inside. She didn't know what she'd be getting, but... eh, something. Anything. It'd be more exciting then that meeting.

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[h2]Kitagawa Miyu[/h2]

Miyu sighed. She'd been worried some of the Outbreakers wouldn't care too much for a forced introduction meeting, and that had proved her right. Most of them had seemed all too eager to get out of there. The rabbit youkai had hoped her superiors' idea would have gone well, but... it very plainly had just resulted in annoyance among some of their agents.

She leaned a bit on her desk. Well, on the bright side of things, at least the Outbreakers would now all know each other's names... even if at least one had immediately come off a mission in order to attend the meeting. Privately, Miyu questioned the planning behind that, but it was over now and she was sure there had to be a reason. But, for the moment...

Miyu didn't have any paperwork she needed to deal with, and her superiors weren't calling on her to do anything... potentially embarrassing! And so, it only made sense for the rabbit-eared woman to take this down time to enjoy herself. Oh, certainly, Miyu would be ready to immediately go back to business, but, well...

For now, [i]Lovely Flower Kiss[/i] and some nice tea were waiting for her, and there was no-one else in the room at the moment...

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[h2]Izumi Kotori[/h2]

"It's not as if I'd do anything less."

While the Outbreakers were getting their meeting, the Mobile Suit division of the Outbreak Agency was wrapping up a test piloting. Kotori, as she was always certain she would, scored incredible marks on her synchronization and efficiency. The researchers had congratulated her for her performance, but Kotori knew that it would never be anything less then the best. But sure, their praise wouldn't bother her. She liked it. Her fellow pilots had done good as well, but she was the best. It was simply set in stone.

For now, Kotori headed to the female locker room, to change out of her flight suit and retrieve her normal clothing.