Her progress slowed as she reached the perimeter of the base.  Security was going to have to check her ID and make sure she wasn't an imposter in a convincing Asagi suit, then confirm that there weren't any outstanding warrants for her capture on-file, followed by any suspicious activities that the people inside should be silently contacted about to confront her with.  Nothing was going to come up, of course, and she was already logging into the base network with her cyber-eyes.  The tech to do that was actually similar to how Stephen Hawking's computer control setup, as he was controlling his own utilities by the computer reading his eye movements.  Similarly, and with a bit of voice action, Asagi interacted with wireless uplinks.

[b][color=ed1c24]ACCESSING NSF NETWORK>>>>>[/color][/b]

[color=ed1c24][b]NAME:[/b] Asagi, Karine
[b]PASSWORD:[/b] ********************[/color]

[b][color=ed1c24]. . . . .DONE[/color][/b]

[center][color=0072bc][u][b][h2]National Security Force[/h2][/b][/u][/color][/center]

[color=0072bc][b]Please choose from the options below:[/b][/color]

[color=0072bc]Current Assignments[/color]
[color=0072bc]Case Files[/color]
[color=0072bc]Base Security[/color] [color=ed1c24][b]<<<<<[/b][/color]
[color=0072bc]NSF Personnel Files[/color]
[color=0072bc]Contact Information[/color]

[color=ed1c24][b]LOADING. . . . .[/b][/color]

[color=0072bc][b]Please choose from the options below:[/b][/color]

[color=0072bc]Status Reports[/color] [b][color=ed1c24]<<<<<[/color][/b]
[color=0072bc]Surveilance[/color]
[color=0072bc]Equipment List[/color]
[color=0072bc]Evidence Locker[/color]
[color=0072bc]Cell Block[/color]

[color=ed1c24][b]LOADING. . . . .[/b][/color]

The main gates opened up as she was getting the full files on current developments, and she skimmed the reports as she coasted in and headed for her parking space at a much-lower speed.  She had the concentration to park and read at roughly the same time, but if she wanted to hear the whole thing, she'd have the computer's audio voice read it back for her.  It looked like...yes, the international appeal workers were in.  Good for them.  Well, if they worked, they worked, but then Asagi sighed as she saw the in-house casualty from a damn training exercise and shook her head.  Still, she both was and wasn't keen on meeting the new blood, the reason being that while they needed new people, they would likely be [i]new[/i] people, as in they might be inexperienced, or more jaded than she was, and that was a problem.  Asagi herself could only be considered green at the beginning of her military career, and was pretty much professional by the time of the accident.  Even if she were ever considered 'new' in the NSF, she was not new anymore.  Not by a long shot.

[i][color=ed1c24]Of course, I SHOULD see what their situation is like right now, just to be sure...[/color][/i]

Aaand that's where she found Takai talking to Margo and Kazankova else was in the mess hall.  Wait, was that a man, a woman, or in-between?  Couldn't really tell.  At least the tall girl was very obviously a tall girl.  She didn't know them, of course.  The files had been sent to her apartment, of course, but she'd been resting up from a recent case and hadn't been down at the base since.  Some might say it was dangerous or unusual for her to be away from the safety OF said base, but Asagi needed time alone...  Right now, it seemed time to meet the new crew and get acquainted, so anyone new would see this woman in the storm-gray longcoat coming and actually hitting the mess hall to get a relaxing tea.  She'd already eaten, of course, but after officially being clocked in, she either wanted to be on the go soon on an assaignment or be able to relax and enjoy some hot tea, settling back into the workplace.  She gave anyone present the business-like [color=ed1c24]"Morning."[/color] and ordered, like there was no big deal.