<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mIU4KKV.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td> || </td><td>Kumiko Akimoto</td></tr><tr><td>Location</td><td> || </td><td>Lazarus HQ - Entrance hall</td></tr><tr><td>Tagging</td><td> || </td><td>Takashi Homura, Shizuru Satonaka, open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Yeah, you got a point, could have been because they were told to, or simply because it was the only way"</strong>Kumiko replied when Takashi stated that it was possible that their new pilot had no other options but to drive in a US convoy. She casually shrugged it off while watching Takashi doing his pull-ups single-handedly. Personally, she couldn't say she found it very smart, it didn't seem like a typical thing you'd grow especially strong off of, usually just doing something a lot seemed to work better than doing hard tasks only a few times. However, she discarded it, thinking that he probably just knew something that she didn't know, or the other way around, which seemed a lot more likely.<br/><br/>As he offered her a bottle, she took it and opened it, took a long sip before putting the cap back onto it and screwed it on. She fixed on the way too short shorts a little before putting one foot and a hand back on the wall bars, stepping up to the same height as earlier, before letting her body hang freely from her arms. It was heavy over long durations, her goal was usually to manage at least one minute, but she switched it around a little, better to hang a little bit too short and do it again the next day than to have stiff shoulders and have to hold off for a bit.<br/><br/><strong>"Really, out of all the people I'd expect sex-appeal to work on, you're probably one of the last ones. I still remember how stiff you were when you came here, everyone was laughing behind your back"</strong>It was kind of a cruel way to reveal the fact that it was how it had worked down, but he had loosened up a lot since then, luckily. This wasn't a military camp after all, there was no discipline or whatever, people usually did what they found right when they found it right. After about 45 seconds, she started to shift on her grip, and after 55, she dropped down on her feet, stretching out her arms a little, rolling her shoulders before taking another sip of the bottle, just in time to see Shion and shortly after, Raiden enter the room as well.<br/><br/>Shion asked what they had been talking about, to be expected when she had pretty much just finished her line as the girl entered.<strong>"The new pilot, what else would there be to talk about?"</strong>she replied with a light smile spread across her face as she picked up a towel and wiped away some of the early sweat before hanging it over a bar again, sighing and fixing on the top a little, just correcting the positioning. She looked over in Raiden's direction as he hung himself up on the pull-up bar. She had to admit that he was an impressive sight. He was of the kind that she'd be afraid of breaking her ribcage if he ended up on top of her.<strong>"Well, it's not designed and built here, so I guess it's a bit different from the units here. Really, I'm more curious to see if she manages to keep it standing"</strong>she replied, stretching out a little before leaning back to the wall for a short break.<strong>"If we still had salaries, I'd bet a month's worth of money that she'll completely fail, needing a second pilot to keep it standing for her. However, we'll see, maybe she'll surprise us"</strong>