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0500

Like clockwork, Misa woke up and began her standard morning routine. She made her bed, showered, then got dressed. She stepped out of her room and was greeted by Buki who was standing guard. 

“Good morning Miss Ysuki,” Buki greeted.

Misa gave her companion a nod before heading out. First thing on the agenda was the gym. Buki was an exceptional support AI but was lacking in the combat department. She had updated his learning algorithms, but since it was not her field of expertise, it was slow, to say the least. When not using her tactical suit, Buki was piloting it. She needed him to be competent in combat, so she has been sparing with him to help his database and abilities. 74 hours in, and he has shown little improvement. Maybe today is the day something clicks. 

It only took a few minutes for Misa to reach the gym. She had taken great care to pick a room that was close to every facility. Efficiency is key after all. Once she arrived, Misa went to the sectioned off area for the heavy assault members of the squad filled with special equipment, but she mainly used it as an arena. “Buki, we are working on hand to hand to hand combat. You have 4 hours to try and bring me to the ground. No firearms. Everything else is valid,” Misa said as she set a timer.

“Begin—“

Misa immediately rushed the large suit and slipped under him with ease. With a bit of leverage, she grabbed Buki’s head and dragged him down to the ground. 

Misa lets out a long sigh then said, “again”

This time she faked him out and kicked his optics before tripping him.

“Again”

“Again...”

“Again......”

After 4 hours of no noticeable progress, Misa decided that was enough for the morning. She had other tasks to complete that day. Marching the walk of failure, she headed to the kitchen to make everyone lunch. She never revealed that she was the one doing the cooking, and food would just appear on the table or in the fridge comes meal time. Needless to say, it was a role she enjoyed playing. It was better for keeping up her appearance within the group. 

Lunch quickly came and passed. Then for the rest of the afternoon, Misa tinkered with Buki before it was time for dinner. She set a pot of Curry on the stove before having a seat in the rec room. It was a nice and open space but could use some plants to break up the concrete. Thought the massive industrial kitchen was much appreciated. 

Misa made herself a cup of tea and some dangos before sitting down at the sofa table. She set a mat on the floor before sitting down on her knees. It would have been a nice and relaxing night if not for the loud and obnoxious laughter of a certain man. 

Misa did her best to ignore Xander’s loudness, but he did make her think about the team and what a dysfunctional group they were. Dysfunctional in the social sense as she was sure everyone here is extremely skilled. But there are those that she would keep at arm's length like Grayson and Yinmei. Then there are her fellow Heavies like Jamie and Laura who are a bit too loud for her taste but it was not unbearable. Xander is Xander. She cannot fault the man for being loud but there is a time and place. And then there is Mateo, they are too alike making her dislike him by default. 

Misa looked up for the first time when she heard Skye arrive. “Good evening Captain. I believe we’re having curry for dinner.” Misa watched as Skye picked up her instrument and began playing a nice tune. Skye was a woman of many talents, to her surprise. She expected the captain of a squad like Raven to be some emotionless military grunt who only spouted orders. 

Misa's eyes twitch slightly when Xander addressed Skye as 'mum'. It was CLEARLY disrespectful, and there were countless other titles he could have used and yet he did not. Though a twitch of the eye was all one could notice as she kept her face perfectly still.