<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/d1199d00-7b37-4d79-b314-0f420c3b2065_zps605ca2b1.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: palatino linotype;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong><em>Lieut. Akemi</em></strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Location:</strong> Police Station Rooftop --&gt; Street of Republic City<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wei Dao, Xuan Bu, Open<br/><em>Just a typical Monday morning</em></span></span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: palatino linotype;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Akemi watched Wei carefully as she paced, noting the way in which she moved as much as she did the words being spoken. Yeah, she sincerely hoped she was right too, because if she wasn't then things were about to get a whole lot more interesting. And not in a good way.  <br/><br/>Looking up at her informant as she climbed up onto the ledge, Akemi did not bother to stifle the slight chuckle as it was suggested she try relaxing. It wasn't the first time she'd heard such a suggestion but Akemi knew it would take something more than mere tea to do the trick. She might have responded but with that last comment, Wei chose to depart, no doubt put off by the Lieutenant's less than friendly demeanor. Akemi did not rush over immediately to look over the edge and see if the other woman had indeed pulled off her exit or if she had possibly miscalculated and fallen. She knew Wei was fine and would be nowhere to be seen. Just as surely as she knew she'd been... difficult at best during this rather brief meeting. <br/><br/><em>Way to go, Lieutenant. Keep antagonizing everyone til no one wants to deal with you.</em> <br/><br/>She sighed at herself and tried to squash the slight pang of guilt felt. She had her reasons for being the way she was. Others would simply have to deal with it. Or not. She had a job to do after all. <em>Wouldn't want to risk being led astray... even if it could mean you might enjoy yourself for once.</em> She rolled her eyes and clenching the envelope that had been tossed her way, turned sharply on her heel to stroll back inside. She had better things to do than stand on the roof and second guess herself.<br/><br/></span></span><div align="center">~~~</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: palatino linotype;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Sitting down and attempting paperwork proved to be a fruitless effort. For whatever reason she had no patience for the humdrum of sitting at her desk and after finding herself staring out of the small window and drumming her fingers upon her desk for who knew how long, she finally rose and decided to take up a patrol shift. It wasn't unusual for her to do so, just as it wasn't unusual for her to choose to patrol on foot rather than in the airships as she was doing today. <br/><br/>Moving out into the crowded city streets she was hardly inconspicuous in her uniform but it didn't faze her. She greet those who were polite enough to speak to her and of course made her rounds through the usual suspects to be sure they weren't up to no good... at least not obviously so. However, what started out as fairly route quickly became something that gave her the urge to pinch her sinuses as pressure began to build and signal the onset of a headache.<br/><br/>Right there on the street for all to see, a foreigner--if his clothing was any gauge--was attacking an officer. She admittedly had only seen the point in which the male began his attack so she had no frame of reference but really, either way the situation would have been bad. Without delay, Akemi's hands came up, her stance shifting mid-stride with a natural flow of energy. What would seem to be nothing more than a mere thought had one of the cables fixed to her wrist coming to life and she did not hesitate to direct the flexible but sturdy cable toward the man's wrist with a quick, fluid motion. Akemi's style was indeed a bit different from that of the average officer but it was effective, which was what really counted. <br/><br/><strong>"Exactly where do you think you are?!"</strong> She called, her tone as firm and unyielding as the Earth itself. Of course at that moment she also became aware of the sounds of a disturbance not too far away. Great.</span></span>