The man lit up when Kyoshi emerged from the frightfully conspicuous government car – he reprociated the two-handed handshake with just a tinge more added warmth, saying:<br/><br/><i>“Missus Oda, how'chu doin'? Good to see yo' again, trust dem drive here went smooth? Oh ya man, ya' just have seat, and I'll call down di jeep in a moment..”</i><br/><br/>Oda and Emmanuelle always exchanged a few pleasantries whenever she crossed the checkpoint; lately the budding seed of a friendship was even growing, seeing that Emmanuelle took a liking to the general warmth that the young lady forwarded him. Most people treated him as just another employee.<br/><br/>Kyoshi was directed to the small booth sitting just on the other end of the checkpoint – it resembled the actual Checkpoint office in many ways, bar the fact that its front wall was removed and its interior was dominated by a lone metal bench. It lay a few yards away from Emmanuelles office so the checkpoint guard could keep an eye on potential guests at all times.<br/><br/>“Rude Boy” pondered who the next delinquent mutant would be, and how he or she would react towards him. All this was something Fuyuki “heard” in her mind as she stepped out of her car, alongside the blunt mental commentary that she was a “hottie”. It became immediately clear to her that he – indeed – enjoyed his new job, portrayed by the deep sense of satisfaction his brain reported.<br/>She also picked up on the errand lessons he learned when serving in the South African Special Forces brigade, when he ran a danger check-list of her person. He swiftly ascertained that she atleast didn't pack any visible arms, nor she exactly radiated hostility. All this was served to her on a silver-platter, Emmanuelle quite unaware of how direct he was thinking.<br/><br/><i>“Welcom' to EAP North, missus. Ya' just have di seat in dem nearby booth there, then a jeep will come to fetch ya' both, ja?” </i>Emmanuelle redundantly said, the words entering her head even before he made any somatic utterance.<br/><br/>As Fuyuki approached Oda, she and Emmanuelle shared insight in how things normally functioned around here:<br/><br/>The guests would arrive and have a seat in the waiting booth – the guard then called the Comm. Center and informed that new arrivals were ready to be picked up, and some leagues beyond the thick forest obscuring the compound beyond, a couple of people would into a jeep and drive the miles distance between the main “Castle” and the checkpoint booth. While Fuyuki didn't catch any mental flashes of the main building itself, she noted that Emmanuelle highly appreciated the comely forest vistas during thedrive as something beautiful in a plain-spoken fashion.<br/>Fuyuki, through the knowledge of these two, also learned that this particular forest was absolutely packed with security measures, sensors, hidden cameras, trip-wires and pressure-plates to identify – and potentially pacify – unregistered trespassers.<br/><br/>Finally, to top all this mental chit-chat off, Emmanuelle totally oogled her posterior when she was trudging towards the waiting booth. To his credit, he mentally praised the sight. That's something, atleast...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>