<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ymUO6Xq.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><em>Kiyoshi Kita</em><br/><strong>Date | Location:</strong><em>Late Evening  | AEC Security Safe House, Basement, Data Vault</em><br/><strong>Wearing | Carrying:</strong><em>See image, BARB-13 SMG (Silenced), Vibro-Katana x2</em><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><em>All</em><br/><strong>Warning:</strong><hr/><br/>It seemed that fate had decided on a whim that their job wasn't going to go smoothly after all. In fact all at once it decided to drop three major problems in their laps. A kill squad, an enemy runner, and now whatever Xero was dealing with over the comms. Four on one? While most wouldn't notice it, Evie would be able to pick up on it, the slight tensing in Kiyoshi's posture that might as well have been him screaming "Oh Shit! Oh fuck!". He looked back at the two as they devised a plan, a detour out through the garage, the second change of plans already in the past minute...<br/><br/>"No" he suddenly spoke up, shooting down Naomi's proposal, "Route's too long. We might not get back to Xero in time. We can't let them keep shepherding us around inside the building" he said, before nodding towards the corner they were about to go around, where the fire team was no doubt waiting for them, "The exit's right there. We should push through" he said calmly yet firmly, suggesting they just take on the security force directly. There was no telling what reinforcements they might have coming, and if they turned and retreated now the squad could just pursue them into the garage, potentially flanking them with whatever other security might be waiting for them. Of course no matter how reasonable the logic might be, Evie could easily tell his real motivation was his concern for Xero. The usually cold operator was acting deceptively emotional.