Ikasu leaned back in her chair, two of the legs lifting from the floor. Blue oculars wandered across the nearly empty inn, at least for now. The three female pilots had went their separate ways to hide their Gundams, and were to meet back in the main room. So that's where the teenager was, sitting and waiting.

Gaze wandered back to the laptop she had resting on the table's surface. She'd looked up some information on the two. After all, one could never be too careful. She closed the windows, looking up as she heard voices.

"About time." Ikasu glanced toward Kawa and Hanami. The blonde merely shrugged, her and Hanami taking a seat at Ikasu's table. Hanami cleared her throat to cut the suspicious glances being handed back and forth.

"It's obvious we've all been sent here for the same thing. To stop Oz. Am I right?" Nebulae's pilot looked from Ikasu to Kawa, who both nodded. "Which means," she continued. "That we'll be running into each other more. So we might as well make this easier on ourselves and cooperate rather than compete."

"She has a point." Kawa cast a side glance toward Ikasu. The brunette shrugged.

"Fine by me, as long as Oz's ass gets kicked and kicked fast." She let a grin slide across her features. Hanami smiled, glad this had gone smooth enough.

"So, where are you two from?" Kawa questioned, trying to start up a conversation. "I'm from the L3 colony cluster."

"L1 area." answered Ikasu.

"L2." Hanami nodded.

"Guess we've all come a long way, eh?" Kawa grinned.

"That we did, but the trip was worth it in my opinion. Never been to Earth before." Hanami noted, letting her gaze wander to an open window. The other two teenaged girls nodded in agreement.

As Hanami and Kawa engaged in further conversation, Ikasu lifted the screen of her laptop. Finger pushed one of the keys, bringing the blank screen to life with a picture of Amiage. Ikasu smiled briefly at the wallpaper, her cat supporting a goofy grin, as much as cats could grin anyway. She suppressed a chuckle as she clicked open her internet. While awaiting the sign on, she absently listened in on her companion's conversation, gaze drifting up to the ceiling. Soon various screens and pop-ups appeared, and the Lancet pilot returned her attention to the computer.

Wait. What was that? Ikasu ignored the mail she was signing on to check for, eyes instead locked upon a news headline.

Mobile Suit Factory Demolished in Mysterious Explosion!

Somehow the pilot doubted that was just some accident. She quickly clicked the link, which brought up the story. She skimmed over the paragraphs, noting the location and amount of damage. Definitely not just an unexpected explosion. And this base was owned by Oz.. Ikasu closed the article out, instead pulling up another program. Fingers flew across the keys, typing in codes and commands as the girl attempted to tap into an Oz line.

"What're you doing?" Hanami blinked, catching the serious expression across Ikasu's face.

"Hold on.." Ikasu spoke, eyes still locked onto the screen. The other two watched silently, the only sound in the room being Ikasu's typing. Even after a beep silenced the keys, they didn't speak. Ikasu's eyes scanned the data she'd pulled up.

"Looks like there's even more than us." Ikasu glanced toward the waiting girls.

"What? How do you know?" Kawa finally piped up. Ikasu swiveled her laptop around so the pair could see. On it glowed a world map, with flashing yellow dots lit here and there.

"What do those mean?" Hanami pointed to one of the yellow spots.

"Oz bases that have been destroyed." Ikasu indicated a dot flashing in Northern Europe. "Read an article about that one. It said there was an explosion that completely demolished the buildings, but frankly, I don't believe it."

Kawa nodded. "If that's all it really was I doubt the damage would have been that complete."

"Yeah. It had to have been an attack." Hanami agreed. Ikasu suddenly snapped the screen of her laptop down, grin plastered across her face.

"Well my friends, shall we get to work?"