"Well, I'll tell you how we're going to do it when I get that far," Mori replied, releasing Daichi from his (admittedly non-serious) grip, and patting him on the shoulder. "Gonna need a lot of prep work. I'll get around to it when I have the time."

If Daichi wasn't getting excited then it was hard for him to get excited about this. It was pretty long in the future as far as he could tell, he'd give it time.

He wanted to keep it secret partially because Getter Robo was also kind of like that, a little bit. The lab was fighting against an evil force, the Student Council wasn't exactly evil but they sure did act like it sometimes. They'd be sourcing their own funding anyway, and they weren't gonna be using the grounds for testing. Why tell them anyway? Still it definitely sounded better in his head than when he said it out loud.

[@Duoya] "Well, I'll try and grab somebody else for Karaoke, see you tonight!" He called out as he left the Repair Club.

Thinking about Getter Robo got him thinking about pilots for it. Well, it could certainly be the repair club but they weren't the best candidates ever. Not like they were making the best machines every either, but surely it was the thought that counted. Well... no that was stupid. He just wanted an excuse to go bother some people.

Outside of the repair club the people he really knew were few and far between. Sure, lots of people knew [i]him[/i], but not so much the other way around. There was one particular student he was thinking about. The new transfer student who had been generating some measure of attention. He... didn't remember what her name was, but he had her in his dossier. Hard to not write somebody like that down.

"Where is it..." He muttered flipping through the pages. "Here we go..."

On top it was written; "Sword was cool. Think up a cool name.."

Well, he had come up with a couple good ones, by this point, actually. 'Hot Sword.' On a more serious note, 'The Flash Flameblade', 'The Flashflame Blade', 'The Flame Flashblade?' He wasn't sure whether she could shoot fire yet, but that was his head-canon at this point in time. The sword was red hot so what else was it going to be?

She was also short. The main reason he wanted to find her was she looked like she'd be fun to heckle.

"Now if I were a passive-but-aggressive loner with no patience for other people where would I go?" He said aloud.

Rooftop it was.