[center][color=bfff00][h1]Floyd "Flemma" Cloute[/h1][/color][/center][hr]
The moment the elevator door closed, Flemma had to give this kid credit. His head was probably spinning, but he was willing to go into the unknowns with the squad, with the chance of them getting murked the moment that elevator door reopened. It's a quirky squad for sure. A timid feline girl clinging to another young but tough looking lad, along with a rather mature-looking lady. He wasn't exactly confident in the team's ability to coordinate perfectly, considering the former two, but eh, the youngsters nowadays find multiple ways to surprise him. 

[color=bfff00][b]"Better a familiar smell than this I guess."[/b][/color] Flemma ticked his tongue in jest as he exchanged a glance over to the man next to him and more on the girl behind him. [color=bfff00][b]"Don't worry, I'll be at the front, but I'll watch your back."[/b][/color]

The long ride did make the smell in the elevator quite agonizing to handle. The woman's smoke actually helped make it a bit more tolerable, but by the time the elevator reached the ground floor, Flemma would be the first out if he wasn't standing right close to the door. The so-called 'Yamazaki Restaurant' was...actually kinda like a restaurant? Which makes it even weirder given what was up there. The dishes and decorations didn't concern him too much, but rather the hidden identities of the guests, as well as the unsettling silence from them. He knew restaurants employ these to keep things quiet and private for diners, but given the mission they are in, it made it easy for a trap to be sprung. 

As his squadmate approached the employee of the restaurant, Flemma too sheathed his Anima, but kept his distance from both of them. Rather he tapped on his comm to check with Shorty if anything was up. She did say she'd keep our visions clear. 

[color=bfff00][b]"Shorty, you there? Yeah, we're down. Are you seeing what I'm seeing?"[/b][/color]

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