For all their preparation, the actual engagements upon Goomie's island was the affair of just minutes, yet in such a short span of time had the MFF achieves such monumental victories even McNair would confess to feeling as though she were walking upon air. In twenty four hours, they had captured three GMGs, two of which were alive and intact, perfect for behavioral studies and the such to make their operations even more effective. She had men repairing Terrorkeat's cage immediately after the invisible feline was incapacitated and now both were shipped back to base under heavy guard. 

That said, their victory wasn't clean by any stretch, as they had to deal with the sheer number of captives Goomie had taken. The pinkette had thought there would only be a few remaining alive, the rest eaten over the  time of Goomie's raiding, but everyone she'd ever taken was there and in surprisingly good health. So much so they weren't in the least bit grateful for their rescue. An imperious and violent part of her wanted to discipline these treacherous people for sympathizing with their captor, but they hadn't resisted liberation much either. Civilians were little more than lambs before figures of authority, she mused idly, all the while passing orders to have all the captives kept in quarantine after their stint in cages. 

It would mar their victory to have these people released so soon and spread word of their pleasant stay with Goomie. Better to keep them under observation and make sure the slime didn't have some undue effect on their mental health. For all they knew it rendered them passive and easily suggestible![hr]

[color=pink]"She never left the island?!"[/color]

Days later, and McNair was snarling with fury over a corporal who didn't deserve it, but bore the dubious honor of delivering bad news. That being that the hero of the hour, Akari, had never reported in after clean up operations in Goomie's caves. Somehow despite an entire naval blockade around the island, one of their own was plucked from the caves and whisked away. Naturally she had her suspicions much earlier then the present hour, but with the many moving parts, some things were bound to slip through the cracks in the midst of such upheaval. Only now that she'd sent a team to search the caves and island proper could they definitively say Akari was well and truly Missing in Action.

Realizing she was still terrifying the poor enlisted, she dismissed him with a strict order not to speak of the contents of his report till the command staff could make an official announcement, but she had her suspicions the word would be out before lunch regardless. Too many people involved with the search and her recent promotion made it impossible to hide for any length of time within the MFF ranks. Instead McNair turned her mind to the likely perpetrators as her heels clicked upon the halls towards Kusanagi's labs. A place that was frantic with excitement given their recent acquisitions.  

She found the Commander where she always was when not engaged in supporting an operation, slumped over her desk looking like she hadn't known the touch of a pillow since she got her doctorate. Wasting no time she set the folder with the search team's reports beside the Commander and stated bluntly, [color=pink]"Either there was a fourth Monster Girl on that island who could fit into those caves like Goomie could, or our mysterious friends with a cloaked airship have paid us back for taking Terrorkeat. Either way, we can't abide hostile [i]human[/i] actions getting in the way of our mission, and I'm not going to abide one of my officers being a prisoner to an extremist group."[/color]