<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/47fd7b7bdd55d54c99e4b14bcbbc1e3e/tumblr_mnsqwbvGc11rlulmlo1_400.gif)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td> || </td><td>Eric Chambers</td></tr><tr><td>Location</td><td> || </td><td>Private Quarters &gt; Front Entrance</td></tr><tr><td>Tagging</td><td> || </td><td>Open, Shizuru</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>The passage of time had slowed to a crawl during the past few days. People of all varieties of experience and stations were up and in a hurry to leave at the first sign of trouble. News of the United States walking through the country like they owned the place moved fast, and he doubted people were going to put up much of a resistance when they saw what America had up it's sleeve.<br/><br/><em>I don't think being American will help me now...</em><br/><br/>It was simple really. He grew to love Japan and everything about it. His friends, or so called 'friends', made him feel welcome. This was his home, and despite losing his chance at becoming a fully pilot, he still wanted to give his people full support. He did wonder though...what his parents were doing, his sister too. He was sure they were safe. Unlike him, they didn't have an enemy military coming down on them like a storm. They were probably worried, and he couldn't blame them. But he had a job, one he wanted to see through to the end.<br/><br/>Then the PA system came to life, warning of a possible threat. When the girl announced what exactly was coming down the road at them, he let his guard down. A single truck didn't worry him too much. But still, he figured he would make an appearance, and if the convoy she mentioned decided to turn towards them...<br/><br/><em>Nope. They told me I shouldn't pilot one ever again. Besides, I never passed the course.</em><br/><br/>He grabbed his tablet and left his room, locking it on his way out. He didn't have a roommate, which left the other side of his quarters open for his computer and projects he was working on. He figured if they all died and the Americans marched in, a simple locked door wouldn't stop them from getting it. But, peace of mind meant everything to him these days.<br/><br/>As always he was late to the party, walking into the room just as Shizuru was making her way out, nearly bumping into her, lack of clothing surprising him slightly. "I guess there's nothing to worry about, then?"<br/>