High above the heavily invested Disaster Zone, an XCITE battleship had been monitoring the activities of the deployed agents. Seeing as there were plenty more agents to spare, it seemed absurd to have only two of them roaming the area in search of these demons. Seriously, after all that propaganda being shoved into peoples' throats about 'cleaning up' the infamous Disaster Zone. A young<a class="link link--external" href="http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/8458/sample08bf4e41cc393847f.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">agent</a>sat amongst others, twiddling with a bullet between her fingers. Like the rest of the agents ready for deployment, she had been clad in the tight nanosuit. After the usual mission debriefing, the message rang on the speakers.<i>"Agent Ikeda, report to the Pod Chamber immediately."</i>She stood up, a little grin on her face as she left. She still had bumped into a few of her colleagues as she left. Going about in this sort of work without your right eye was a bitch for sure. She hurried through the many halls of the battleship, eventually reaching the chamber as ordered. Her commanding officer stood before her, clearly expecting her. She put up the salute, prompting one in return.<br/><br/>"Agent Ikeda, as you know we don't have many units out investigating the area. Our computers have been following the activities of agents Niles and Sinclair, and while the scanners show forms of life, there seems to be no change in activity from them. It seems even MARA is growing restless over the lack of demons." The woman, Ayami, gave a little grin. "So, I suppose I'm to assist them in coaxing them out and eventually knocking some holes in some demons huh?" While she was trying to joke, her commanding officer showed no signs of amusement. "You know as well as I do that we are not looking to dispose of these creatures. Force will be necessary to subdue them, and you are to bring them back for further examination. Is that clear?" The last few words were spoken with such a harsh tone, she had no choice. "Yes. Understood." He nodded, moving her to one of the missile pods in the chamber. "We are not keen on the idea of having you go about alone. We are choosing instead to send you straight where your comrades are. From our latest signals, they seem to be in a quarrel. You are to aid them. You are to leave as soon as possible. nce all your equipment is prepared, please go." And with that, he had left her.<br/><br/>"Hmph...finally some action." With relative ease she had tied her hair back in twin ponytails. Of course, now wasn't exactly the best time to get all fancied up. In a matter of minutes, she had climbed into one of the pods, sealing herself in. It wasn't a five-star hotel, that was for sure, but it would have to do for now. She tapped a few buttons on the pad in front of her, preparing for launch. The coordinates had been set already, and she was ready to go. In a matter of seconds, the pod had been released at blinding speed, heading straight for the heart of the Disaster Zone. "Hm, with any luck there will be some demon there to break the fall. That'll get me some easy pickings for the higher-ups won't it?" The pod continued to fall to the ground like a meteor, surely visible to the demons that had been having their fun with the helpless babes. She braced for impact, and the pod finally hit the ground, hopping a few times, actually knocking off some demons along the way. The door had gone loose from there, and the pod had finally settled. the few demons in its path had recovered quickly, starting to stalk towards the vessel, carrying the feisty agent inside.<br/><br/>"Showtime." With a vicious kick the door of the pod flew off, knocking against the demon in front of her. "Tch, not the best of ideas. Still good." Her foot twitched a bit in pain from her action, but she was quick to capitalize on her target. From the corner of her eye, she could catch Amanda in quite the predicament, being fucked senseless by the bovine demon. "Tch, this is the kind of hit that goes on down here? Looks like I came just in time then." She grinned as the demon in front of her again turned to her, clearly unfazed from the door. "Heh...what a beast you are." Gripped tightly in her right hand was a large slim blade, specially tampered with to deal with these creatures. Any normal sword was sure to crumble at the touch of these demons, though thanks to XCITE, it was more than capable of causing some damage. With the advanced technology, the blade had been sharpened to its finest point. Even she had to be careful just touching it carelessly. The hilt had bared some engravings on it: FSU.<i>Fuck Shit Up</i>, and that was what Ayami Ikeda was looking to accomplish now.