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The MFF headquarters was a buzz of activity and fresh faces, the halls now bustling with stern men in JSDF uniforms. Young men in immaculately crisp uniforms storming up and down halls, hauling crates of equipment with a fervor that was almost religious in its intensity to match the demanding standards of their commanding officer. In fact, Yurei would find a great many following her same path, and upon entering what should have been Yashiro's office, she was met with a splash of crimson and pink in the normally steel dominated space.

Turning on her heel, the harsh report of a crop striking palm heralded a [url=https://imgur.com/ZjH88fk]beautific smile[/url] that didn't quite reach the officer's eyes. Tucking her crap up her sleeve she met Akane at the door and forcefully shook her hand while she was still no doubt confused by the strange woman and even stranger forces moving in furniture, personal items, and an entire roll of plush, crimson carpetting no doubt soon to be fitted to the floor.

[color=pink]"Ah, you must be Akane Yurei. I've read a good deal about you, and I must say I adore that level head of yours. Exactly why I'm not moving into your office right now, in point of fact."[/color] The military woman tittered, an airy expression belying the tight grip she put upon the Kitsune's hand. It would have made for a threatening posture, if the woman wasn't over a head beneath Akane, even in heeled boots. [color=pink]"Oh, but where are my manners. I'm Fukushi McNair, the current acting commander of the MFF in light of recent events while your Yashiro is informing a board of inquiry about this organization's complete unpreparedness for a GMG sympathetic terror organization. Normally I'd hold little hope for one's career in these circumstances, but I surmise she'll emerge unscathed thanks to the first every acquisition of one Giant Monster Girl. Alive and nearly fully intact as well. A credit to the forces in the field, your self included."[/color]

[color=pink]"I think I shall greatly enjoy my time here, Akane-chan, though don't let my personal gratification hinder you from your business. I imagine you wanted to give a report?"[/color] McNair inclined her head and swept an arm inside, beckoning Yurei into the office turned madhouse. In a flash the crop was out, striking two men across the rear as they sought to box up and carry out Yashiro's belongings. Immediately and without complain both dropped to their hands and knees, backs perfectly straight as boards. The Commander of the MFF did not need a level to tell this and primly sat upon one soldier while beckoning Akane to the other. [color=pink]"I will have proper furnishings soon, but till then, my personal troops are an acceptable substitute. Now please, regail me with your report."[/color]