<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>Everyone in the entrance hall</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>People seemed to be dropping in one by one. It was a nice assurance, but it felt like it didn't have to be done. After all, it was most likely a false alert, but there was just that small chance that it wasn't that worried her. Maki was clearly the train conductor as more and more people dropped by one by one, before she had a chance at answering anything. However, it helped a lot to her own confidence. She knew that if something happened and she wasn't able to react, she wouldn't be the only one going down, it helped a lot just knowing that. she shifted the shotgun around so it rested on her shoulder, trying to recap the questions in her head, or rather, the question.<br/><br/><strong>"It'll be alright, don't worry about it"</strong>She replied, putting a hand on her bare waist. Overall, she had no idea when the car would arrive, though she suspected it to be rather quickly. She tried to keep up a cheerful and carefree smile just to make sure that she didn't worry too much, after all, there was probably no need to worry anyways.<br/><br/>After that, Shizuru tuned in and started talking about covert operations and some other jazz. Honestly, Kumiko didn't care much. If someone came, they came, if they didn't, they didn't. She seemed to be overthinking things to the point of which it could become harmful for them all. She tried to come up with some witty remark to strike back with, but the words didn't come to her. She decided to remain silent for a bit more as Eric, the one American they actually had with them, entered the room and started talking just as the witty remark she had desired so much came to her, forcing her to drop it.<br/><br/><em>"Your clothes are clearly on a covert operation at least..."</em>She thought to herself, it was a bit late for it to still be funny after all. Shizuru started talking about another possible theory, one which would have been a lot more believable, if not for a couple of holes. Without turning around even, she just started talking.<strong>"I think you're forgetting something, and not only your pants. There's no papers telling where our locals are, there should be no way of knowing that we even are here. And even if they knew, why would they make it look like the convoy was passing by to the north? It doesn't make any sense, they would probably just surround us right away. Besides, I thought Americans were too trigger-happy to plan out something that well?"</strong>She said with a satisfied smile that could barely be seen in the reflection in the door.<em>That should step you down a notch..."</em>she thought, still clearly satisfied with her own effort. After all, she hardly ever thought that far into things. Usually, things could be solved by either paying it or shooting it, so this was quite the impressive feat in her book.<br/><br/><strong>"However... In the event of you being right, we'll just crush them. It's shitty old units after all, looked like 1.2 models, a few small upgrades, but still worth nothing compared to the units we have stored here. They would be down in a minute"</strong>She was most certainly exaggerating a fair bit, but she knew that it wouldn't be hard taking them on and win.