[h2]Minami Fuuka[/h2]

Fuuka stared, blankly, when one of the older Outbreakers came in and, well... Fuuka liked a lot of music. Rocket Aoi, Ayanami Kagami, Luna Lunar Love, and many others. Even some foreign bands, though she didn't understand a lot of the lyrics. This, however. This was music she could instantly cite as something she didn't like. Not only was it annoying, but it was loud, and the lights were strobing... it was pretty clear the cafeteria as a whole was [i]not[/i] in the mood for this. Eh, even if he was a fellow outbreaker...

Fuuka cracked her knuckes. A jerk was a jerk, after all, no matter who they were. But before she could do anything about it, not only did all the lights shatter, but Jennifer took care of it first, slicing through the headphones in a flash. With a spoon, even. Fuuka blinked, then shrugged as Jennifer returned to her. "Ehhh, you've got a point there, I guess."

She looked towards the older guy talking about the lights for a moment. Hm, yeah, she'd seen him at the meeting... Kichiro or something?

"... Guess he's right too," she added, assuming the tampering with the lights had been the cause of their destruction. "Oiii, White-san's got the right idea. Let's go, Tamachan."