<div class="floatleft">(http://i60.tinypic.com/2ikzina.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td> || </td><td>Shizuru Satonaka</td></tr><tr><td>Location</td><td> || </td><td>Shizuru's Room to Entry</td></tr><tr><td>Tagging</td><td> || </td><td>Everyone, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>She'd been enjoying a nap in her room when she was awoken by muffled shouting coming from the hall. Someone making an announcement over the PA, sounded like. Following that, a lot of hurried footsteps passing by. Shizuru grumbled and ran a hand through her short hair before pulling herself to her feet. Clad in panties, an olive green tank top, bare feet, and giving absolutely no fucks about her half-dressed state, she emerged into the hallway to watch her co-workers scrambling around and arming themselves. Movement was headed downstairs to the front door. She sighed. Shizuru retreated into her room again to grab the most important thing of all; a cigarette. She lit up and, in no real hurry, made her way down to where everyone was huddled by the door. She wedged her way in between<strong>Aizawa</strong>and<strong>Kumiko</strong>and squinted into the distance, taking a long look at the convoy that seemed to be heading their way.<br/><br/><strong>"Hm."</strong>she said, in her usual, relaxed, almost lazy manner.<br/><br/>After a moment, she leaned back and took the cigarette out of her mouth. She looked like she was about to say something, but just executed a slow yawn and grumbled.<strong>"Nanda."</strong>she said, finally,<strong>"You people made all that noise for this? If they were looking for a fight I don't think they'd be strollin' up here so slowly, or with that car cruising out in the lead. If I wanted to kill us, I'd do it at night with a covert strike team, quiet and quick, leave as little chance for us to get into machina as possible. This is too direct. They're either not lookin' for us.. or whoever's in charge is an idiot. Either way, no worries. Wake me up if anything good happens.."</strong>she trailed off, turning away from the door.