It had been a long day for Etsuko. Swept out of her home with nary a minute to comfort her terrified sister, stuck in armored vehicles with a bunch of kids who seemed terrified out of their wits by what had just happened, taken to a facility whose exterior looked like that of Babel, lined up and put through several examinations, stripped of her belongings, taken to get some rest, shuttled off to a very visible demonstration, and then returned to get more sleep afterwards. It had been quite the day, with a hodgepodge of characters, some feel, some awe, and quite a bit of uncertainty. 

Honestly though, she was fine with it. She had wanted to join the military, to avenge her father and to fight for the survival of humanity against the Moonmen. If being here meant that she could do what had been done in that demonstration, then so much the better. Her father would have been proud to see where she was now, and what she would become. 

If there was only one regret that she had, it was her sister. With what the Director had said, she could barely imagine how that would impact her sister, the devastation and anguish that Miyako would feel if she found out that something had happened to her, and that they were separated forever. She understood the necessity, but that didn't make it any easier for her, and it wouldn't make it easier for her sister, who couldn't know the truth.

Sitting on her bed, a smile graced her lips as she imagined Miyako's face, the good memories that they had together sweeping through her mind as she relaxed in her standard issue uniform, which she wore with a comfort that some people didn't seem like they shared. "Don't worry sis," she said to herself in an almost wistful tone. "I'll be back for you." It might take years, and untold suffering, but she would come back for Miyako, that much she swore.

It seemed that the people around her were already getting to know each other, which came as no real surprise. They were in the same boat now. They were supposed to be sleeping, of course, but she wasn't worried about that. She could work on little sleep, so she'd get to it when she felt like it. For now, she simply did her best to get a read on the room and the various people in her class. This was goin to be interesting.