<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 - Breakroom -&gt; the roof</td></tr><tr><td>Tagging</td><td> || </td><td>Everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"-firmation that the Japanese government has officially been resigned. For the time being, the entirety of Japan will be under military control until further notice. We advice against leaving your houses and approaching military personnel until further notice. Thus far, we have 138 confirmed casualties from the invasion, and an unknown amount of wounded. My nam-"</strong>The TV was turned off, and Kumiko got out of her rather uncomfortable position of having her legs positioned up towards the wall with her back resting down into the cushions of the sofa. She sighed and picked up the bottle of water she had taken earlier and got ready to leave the room when noticing how much activity there was not too far away. The faint sound of gunshots and the smoke of burning houses in the distance, no doubt. It looked like it was at least a couple hours worth of driving at least, so for now, they were safe. After Aarav Nair, the Indian scientist who had helped out creating the units that she alongside with the other test pilots had been using, had vanished, there wasn't really anything to do. Now that the US had taken over, there was no payroll either, so there was no real reason for staying.<br/><br/>However, parts of the crew were still there, with some exceptions of course. It seemed like most of the engineers were gone, as well as some other crew. However, it seemed like all pilots were still there. Not that they had many places to run, the AI of their designated units had their names, and it wasn't exactly easy to run away with a 25 meter tall robot either. She took a long sip from her bottle and looked out of the window of the room, before almost coughing up the water she had just swallowed. Without caring much about the clean-up process it would demand, she dropped the bottle and immediately made a run for the roof, up three floors, before finding herself at the windy rooftop. The sun was shining, but she didn't care much for it. She pulled out her phone and entered the camera mode, zooming in on the distance. It seemed like several of the American units were going in their direction. Even if they seemed like they were mostly passive and the units were old going by the design, it would still mean trouble if they came too close. As well as that, there was a black sedan approaching in high speed. Why would it drive down in this direction? There was nothing here, it was an endroad after all.<br/><br/>Hence, she made her way down the stairs again to the ground floor, grabbing the microphone quickly, almost pulling out the cable in the process.<strong>"Everyone, announcement! Stop whatever the fuck you're doing and listen for a minute. There's a black sedan approaching the building, I can't say for sure if it's coming over here or not, but just keep your heads low and don't leave the building until we know. Besides that, military units advancing to the North of us, so anyone who decides it's a smart idea to open the gate to the work hall will definitely regret it. Hopefully the squadron will pass by without caring, but we don't know. If anyone wants to chicken out, better do it quick"</strong>and with that, the call ended and she stepped away from the intercom desk and went down to the armory and picked up a handgun and a shotgun. You know, just to be sure. She tugged the handgun in between her back and the loose-fit jeans she was using for work, while she kept the shotgun in her right hand, holding on the barrel. Hopefully, there would be no reason to use either. She quickly made her way to the main door, standing just behind it, hidden by the reflective glass.<br/><br/>She didn't know if she was ready to shoot at someone. Her fingers were struggling with getting a good grip on the shotgun. She knew how to use it, though of course, if she didn't have to, that would have been great. With some luck, it would be the new pilot however, though, if so, she was late. Probably slowed down by the sudden assault, but still, it was a bit scary relying on that the one car driving up here would happen to be friendly. The chance was low, but of course, they were there. The unit was still stored up in a massive wooden box, though there wouldn't be many chances to test-pilot it anytime soon.<br/>