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After making all four calls, Tumble was left with nothing else to do but contemplate on the plan she had in mind. Unfortunately, what exactly she had thought off had apparently drifted away elsewhere. A significant portion of her enthusiasm had stemmed from the alcohol that had been coursing through her body. Unfortunately, the drunken haze that had been clouding her mind had already began to clear.

Twenty minutes had passed since started making the calls, and the first that had arrived was Leon Woo. Heavy-eyed and weary, he approached Tumble.

[b]"Is there a reason we're meeting in a play park of all places?"[/b] Leon asked. Tumble remained idle and did not utter a single word in response. Given her hair slightly obscuring her face, Leon didn't even know if Tumble looked at him or not. Hesitant that he might sound impatient in a way, Leon simply stood there and waited for anything from the heroine that called out to him.

Not long after, another person had arrived at the playground. She was dressed in dirty blue hoodie and plain looking sweats that concealed her shorts and plain t-shirt. Her hood was up and her gym bag was thrown over her shoulder, looking the part of a serious early morning athlete. 

[color=0054a6]"Morning. Kira Nomo, ready for..."[/color] she stopped just before the sandbox and glanced down at the infamous Tumble, expressing slight bewilderment. [color=0054a6]"...anything, Tumble."[/color] Her tone trailing off in hesitation at the sight.

Tumble reacted to the young female's words, but not in the way she was expecting. [color=fff200]"Five more minutes."[/color] she said as her entire body turned to one side, opposite the direction of where both Leon and Kira were. The reason for her behavior appeared quite obvious; was she asleep?

Before either of them could confirm this, appearing worn-out and exhausted was a red-haired, horned female. She paid little attention to the two others who were there and simply walked straight towards to Tumble. With a hint of hesitation trickling from her voice, she spoke. [color=firebrick]"Are you Tumble?"[/color] 

A demanding [color=fff200][i]shh[/i][/color] came out from Tumble's mouth as she curved her back, bowed her head, and drew up her torso both her arms and legs. The chances of her actually sleeping despite setting this whole thing up was quite likely.

Her behavior was incredibly unprofessional and inconsiderate, but sadly, this wasn't something unusual for Tumble. Aside from her proficiency as a professional, her crudeness and unorthodox portrayal of what a hero should be, were probably the most influential factors that lead her to where she is now. 

Aside from the eerie yet pleasant chirping from the crickets around them, and Tumble's snoring, all three trainees-to-be remained quiet, watching Tumble or just contemplating on some thoughts of their own. A decent amount of time passed until the last one had arrived. Cigarette poised in mouth, Murdok's movements didn't cease until he lazily leaned against one of the swing-set poles; not particularly bothered by anyone he spots, or passes. 

With hands interlaced behind his head, Murdok began slowly inspecting every individual who was there. 

[color=D2691E]"Well? Lets get on with it..."[/color]

Immediately after Murdok had spoke, Tumble sluggishly sat up, scratching her head, further making a mess of it than it was before. She rubbed her eyes with one hand and stretched out the other while letting out a prolonged and satisfying yawn.

[color=fff200]"Now that's what I call a nap."[/color] She said to no one in particular. Standing up, she took glanced at all four of them, as if she was looking for something.

[color=fff200]"Yeah, was totally right"[/color] Again, it seemed like she was just thinking out loud. [color=fff200]"Let's get straight to the point."[/color] Tumble said as she continued to scratch her sand-laced head. [color=fff200]"Aside from the four of you, there are ten others who'll be joining us at the agency, but that doesn't really answer the question on why I called you guys here, right?"[/color]

Resting both her hands inside the pockets of the coat she was wearing, Tumble's gaze suddenly became more intense as she smirked. [color=fff200]"Out of everyone, you lot are the most capable in terms of combat ability. Well, at least that's what your records showed me."[/color] Tumble briefly paused as the thought of possibly causing a misunderstanding crossed her mind. Realizing that it was unlikely, she ignored it and continued to speak.

[color=fff200]"I'd like to take advantage of that and arrange something involving the four of you. Just think of it as a unique way of [i]socializing[/i] with the others."[/color]

The reactions that she received were varied. Curiosity and uncertainty were there, but it didn't seem like anyone in particular was against it. Given the nature of what she was going to request from them, Tumble didn't want them to feel coerced in anyway since it kind of defeated its purpose in a way.

[color=fff200]"If any you have questions or comments, speak up now before I go into detail."[/color][/HIDER]