[h2]Kubo Emi[/h2]

One could never claim that Emi was ever in a good mood when the alarms blared, but when a Devil-class was the source of danger, it noticeably soured the operative's expression. Arms crossed, foot tapping the floor of their transport, she was remarkably quiet as she tried to prepare herself mentally. A small part of her always wondered, as impossible as it could be, if the devil-class that showed up was [i]that[/i] one. It wasn't like Emi planned to fight it and get her revenge or anything, but...

Letting out a sigh, Emi did her best to abandon that train of thought. It wasn't often that a monster of this calibre showed up, and each time, it felt like she was worrying herself into incompetency for no reason. Regardless of the demon, she was part of the DDF, and as such, she had a role to play. Personal feelings would have to come second.

With their arrival, Emi stepped out with her colleagues, giving the surrounding area a quick glance. There were still far too many people for her liking, and as much as she'd prefer to guide these people to a much safer distance... there was only so much a small group of combatants could do to lead people away, especially when they also had to be alert for any potential attacks. On top of that, they had their orders to focus on the demon, so they would just have to rely on the emergency serv-

Emi blinked, jolted out of her pondering by Rika's sudden yelling. It... seemed effective enough to allow them easy passage through the remaining crowd, at least. Come to think of it, Rika was proving herself to be quite the dedicated newbie; it felt like every time Emi crossed paths with her, she was training or studying. It was definitely admirable and worthy of praise, especially compared to...

"...Save the cutesie routine until [i]after[/i] we conclude the mission, please," she berated the magical duo, stepping past them briskly. Initiating her own transformation, completely lacking in flair and grandeur, it at least helped to hide the momentary smile crossing her lips within the brief flash of light. Sure, it was completely inappropriate to act so playful and unprofessional in this situation, but that didn't mean she couldn't appreciate the cuteness put on display. It helped keep her mind out of the pessimism pit, at any rate. With her fluffy ears and tail manifested, she glanced over her shoulder, businesslike as usual, "Remember, this is a devil-class opponent. We cannot fight it alone, under any circumstance, so stay in formation at all times, got it?"