<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.myanimelist.net/images/characters/5/150011.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Arizona<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sand Island, Barracks Ground Floor<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sika, open<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Arizona was contemplating the ground floor lay out. Seeing the large state of the art Flat screen TV, and the regulation sized pool tables. There was even a Foosball table in the corner. Giving Sand Island's remote location. XCOM went to great expense in regards to distraction, and recreation. Even they understood that Man couldn't live on Work alone. It showed that XCOM had deep consideration for their Troop's Morale.<br/><br/><em>“Hi, I’m Sikatuna, but you can call me Sika.  I would like to know you better if that’s alright…”</em><br/><br/>Arizona was snapped out of her musings when she heard an adorable voice speak up. She turned to see another tanned young woman standing in what looked like a light sundress. "Hello Sika. I'm Arizona, but please feel free to call Ari." Arizona stated as she leaned down, her heavy chest swaying as she did so, and extended her hand to Sika to shake. A warm carrying smile upon her lips.<br/><br/>-----------<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://kancolle-l.com/files/links/ScUGKeqKj3cT.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Musashi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sand Island, Barrack Building, Ground Floor.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sika, open<br/><br/>Musashi was quite enamored with the idea of being able to cook in a professional grade kitchen. True, she had no Culinary dreams of being a world renowned chef, but she did enjoy cooking. It was one of the few things she could do to pass the time in her small fishing village back in Japan. Though the presence of the Robots annoyed her. How could things with no sense of taste actually make good tasting food? It didn't make sense to her. She placed a slender finger against her bottom lip as if she was contemplating sabotaging the robots so that they would have to either let her cook her own meals, or get real chefs in the kitchen.<br/><br/><em>“Hi, I’m Sikatuna, but you can call me Sika.  I would like to know you better if that’s alright…”</em><br/><br/>Musashi was rused from her darkening thoughts by the soft voice of the young Destroyer. She blinked her ruby red eyes before turning to regard the source of the voice. She held a soft smile as she looked at the cute Destroyer. "Hey Sika! I'm Yuki. I'm apparently the reincarnation of the Battleship Musashi." She said warmly.