[color=c4df9b][b]Yamada, Hisui
District 7.[/b][/color][hr]

Rocket launcher, bazooka, rpg, whatever propelled explosives these people carried were undoubtedly thrown under one of those umbrella terms. Ah, these uneducated fools. Why wasn't one of them knowledgeable enough to tell her the make of that thing? Inevitably, she had entered the building out of annoyance(discreetly, using the front door), looking to see what they held, but... it was wrapped carefully, and slung over that man's back. 

Ah... now she was really getting annoyed.

As soon as that boy blocked the door and took their attention, Hisui executed an odd spread armed maneuver at the one with the alleged rocket launcher slung over his shoulder, looking like a T pose 3d model spinning. But... Oddly enough it was enough to transfer the thing from his shoulders, to her own, as she continued spinning away to a distance between them. Stopping, she executed a few poses quickly, knocking over a chair, before putting her hand in a 'peace' gesture near her eyes. 

[color=c4df9b]"Yay."[/color]

A moment of silence as she confirmed the 'bazooka' was indeed on her shoulders. 

[color=c4df9b]"What are you weirdos doing here?"[/color]