Kyouran burst through the doors of the 'Stray Sheep' and called out to the bartender, [color=a187be]"BEER!"[/color] Heading straight for the bar, Kyouran plopped herself down rather ungracefully on one of the stools and awaited her drink. [color=a187be]"Any of you lads care to join? It's on me!"[/color] she called out, her tinny voice ringing with the clang of her metal jaws.

Looking around, she noticed that she was fairly close to Captain East, while further away, Shadewalker seemed to be planning, and 'Lord' SkyFall sat brooding at a booth. Grabbing the bottle she was offered, Kyouran snapped down on the neck with her bear-trap teeth, scattering brown glass and beer everywhere. Tilting her head back and emtying the contents of the bottle down her throat, Kyouran thought about today's operation. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7gIpuIVE3k]Garbage day[/url]. It was small details like that that reminded her why she chose to join this organization. They were...well...organized. It would never have occurred to her to plan something like this on garbage day. At the exact time they showed up at the bank, across the street a garbage truck would be making its rounds. Ammunition for Kyouran's quirk. Of course, it would have been better if there was construction going on, but those schedules were harder to work into something a bit more spontaneous like this. While some of her associates told her to be more professional and lay off the booze, Kyouran didn't like doing a job not buzzed; it took all the fun out of it. Besides, if she wanted to be all professional, she would have been a hero. And being inebriated helped her ignore more pain, preventing her from being 'knocked out' of her quirk too easily.