<object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5B20kJrqlU"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/F5B20kJrqlU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The lady rose the next day, off a sheet of polystyrene which had served as her bed for the night.</span><br/><br/>Die Ruinenstadt ist immer noch schÃ¶n<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The sun had yet to rise but it seemed that for some reason, nature seemed to be on her side again, dust swirled between the buildings, masking her actions as she rappelled down. She froze as the sounds of whirling blades filled her ears, she ran into the closest building to her left, following half-forgotten instructions. There it was, a van of the security forces of the city. She flicked off the safety for the weapon as search lights flooded the streets. She got to the van, picking out a small pack, she changed into the uniform left in the pack and started the engines. Just in time, there was a convoy passing by, probably by one of the representatives from Tetrapolis. She started the engine, typing in a code from a scrap of paper which was found in the pack too.<br/><br/>She eased the accelerator down and felt the vehicle move forward. She turned the wheel and followed the convoy as though she was part of it. She was allowed entrance into the facility as they only bothered with identification with the first vehicle of the convoy. She turned the corner, keeping her eye for the only power source in the whole city. She found it and parked in the shadow of it. She planted a small device on the brick wall and left to locate the time machine. <br/><br/>She found it, but it was, as expected, heavily guarded. No one bothered looking at her or checking her identity, security was really lax here, but she could not afford to be complacent. She had to find a way to get to the time machine. Throw an explosive? No, it would damage the machine.<br/><br/>She had done exactly what the instructions said, plant an EMP charge on the building and stand-by near the machine. What was she waiting for now? She clutched the trigger device in hr hands, unsure if she should activate the charge now. And then she was bumped into who appeared to be another intruder. Feigning her identity, she stretched her hand towards the black-haired lady, "ID please."<br/><br/>The lady scowled at her, but handed her the ID anyway. She looked more like one of those terrorists back in the 2000's. "All these checks are super-annoying!" She complained as her card was being stared at stupidly. She was identified as Tachibana Isana.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://www.zerochan.net/336003"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://s3.zerochan.net/Alphard.Al.Shua.240.336003.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>The lady passed Isana her card back, just as an announcement was made. The voice droned, "We have been attacked by an EMP signal, stand-by all security personnel." <br/><br/>Isana blinked as light caught the lady's face, "Wait, I know you. You're ||||||?" <br/><br/>The lady was already running, she had been recognized, she had to get to the machine. Just as her boots landed on the concrete platform where the machine was, the lamps flickered slightly. They were trying to restore power to the facility.<br/><br/>"Hey stop!" A guard raised his rifle, leveling it towards her.<br/><br/>"Don't shoot!" Isana said as she marched into the scene, "You'll hit the machine. Get her!" An order to physically restrain her when she was already inside the machine? Absurd, it was almost as though she was trying to... oh. <br/><br/>The lady tapped the controls and was sealed off in darkness as fists pounded the door. Moments later, green light flickered on the consoles and she began typing in the coordinates. The engines whirled noisily, she imagined that the guards were backing off now that it was too late. just as the timer reached 00:00, she pressed the EMP's trigger again.<br/></span>