Lost in the World 2 - Southern Paradise
After our little incident in Sicily, we took off via a previous prepared escape route with the assault team that kidnapped the Capo's daughter. They were courteous, Keiko's arm was bandaged, but they haven't taken their eyes off us for a moment.
Of course, like all self-respecting military organization, our current captors felt the need to an unhealthy amount of bureaucracy. Thus we were currently being escorted into a facility. "We just want to ask a few questions, and then both of you will be released." The blonde man with short hair and a goatee said seriously, short after our disembark from the helicopter.
As we entered an unremarkable room, goatee-san pointed to a table "Please leave all your weapons and devices here."
Weber, the blonde flirty guy, put the Zeliska, both Contenders, and the JTL on the table. As the Older blonde man raised eyebrow he simply pointed at Keiko and said "Hers.", making the left eye of the officer twitch.
Then Keiko smiled saintly and pulled the M24 from beneath he dress, the other JTL, her Heaven and Hell Colts 1911 and a Derringer. The guys stares were enough to qualify as sexual harassment.
"You said she wasn't carrying any heavy weapons, Kurz."
"I did say apparently, sir." The girl, Mao, looked at Keiko closely, and patted some… interesting places.
"How is this," He picked the M24. "considered discrete?" It was shorter than a standard one, and the stock was retractable, but still kept a respectable length of 24 and a half inches. The guy seemed to notice that and he moved the gun a bit as if testing it.
"And you?" He turned to me. "Any weapons?" I shook my head. "Anything else?"
I shrug putting my MBiPad, cellphone, two flash drives, one mp4 player, my cellphone, two of my remote controlled mobile cameras and my portable HD. Still smiling at their idiotic faces.
"You kept a… that… 'down there'?" My Ashikabi twitched. And so the goatee did.
"It's my hentai collection. I thought it was quite appropriate." I shrugged.
The stern looking guy pressed play as to confirm what I said. His twitching increased. 'Heh. Prude.' Its only one of the S&M videos from Mom. It's not even the tentacle one.
"Follow me." He guided us through a door to an typical interrogation room, like the ones from movies. I would have been more creative, like a comfy interview room with a few hidden cameras and microphones, but no, they choose to go for the bleak concrete/steel plus (the obviously) one sided mirror, and the stern looking agent trying (and failing) to glare us into submission.
"Sit, please." We did, and two mean looking guys strapped our wrists and ankles to the chair.
"Just a few questions? Then why are we tied to the chairs?" Keiko said in a defiant tone. I don't particularly mind being tied, but I would prefer that it was with sniper-kun. He was friendlier and would certainly make the situation interesting.
"And for that matter, if I knew you were doing this, I would have shot you all." Keiko glared indignantly.
"Standard procedure." Kalinin, as one of the guys called him earlier, said simply. "What is your names, and involvement with the capo?"
"I'm Karin, she is Keiko. As for the old goat, well… we crashed his party?" I offered. The man just snorted, proving that he had, unlike his appearance, some sense of humor. I still prefer Weber-kun. I change my focus on the guys on the other side of the mirror.
'I walk in the maze of iron paths,' I chanted on my mind. I love to crack heavy firewalls, but I don't have time to play with them now.
"How did you know that he will throw a party then?" He said, clearly humoring both of us.
"Father and uncle have a bakery, they asked for a delivery." Keiko answered.
"Sure. What did you said your father name was?"
"Emiya Shirou." I supplied, and focused on any machine in my operational radius receiving this particular input.
I picked a signal, and thankfully a laptop. Linking my ears to the microphones, I switch them on. "-atches for Emiya Shirou. Two bakery owners. One a neighborhood grocery shop, the other is the owner of the Izumo Inn, the largest bakery of Shin-Tokyo, and official delivery for the MBI corp. I believe is the second one."
"Why would the Capo order delivery from Japan?" Mao's voice asked.
I activated the webcam, after checking online that this particular model doesn't have an indicator LED.
"Beats me. Maybe he wanted some Chinese for the party?" Weber joked, and she glared at him.
"What the-! 22 wives! The guy is a womanizer!" The female in front of the screen raged. "Lucky bastard." Another guy out of my 'vision' range said.
"Kalinin, ask for their mother's name." Tessa ordered.
"Your mother's name?" He passed the question.
"Emiya Matsu." I answered, pretending to pay attention. "Emiya Rin" My sister followed suit. Kalinin just raised one eyebrow at us.
"Matched. The system detected physical similarities with their parents too. Must be true." The tech girl confirmed. These are quite powerful machines. MBI ones we're fairly better, but as a relatively new brand, some corporations consider us 'unreliable'.
"Their IDs also match. Keiko and Karin Emiya. One 15 other 14 years, both female students." The 'out of sight' guy complemented.
"If you're story is true, explain just one thing: how did you got hold of military-grade and experimental weaponry, customized and fitted to you?" Kailinin raised one eyebrow turning to my older sister.
"A wizard did it?" I offered my traditional excuse. "Several wizards, actually." Keiko chuckled.
"Do you girls realize that this is a secret military base, you got involved with one of the top crime-lords of the world and are in an interrogation room? Also that the only reason you're not being tortured is that you helped us in battle?" He deadpanned, but his eyes showed a bit of curiosity.
"And the fact that we're underage." Karin completed. "It doesn't bode well to human rights to maim and kill little girls." She chuckled.
"How would I possibly know of your age?" He asked showing a hint of amusement. I definitely like those girls.
"Oh, come on! I've seen it in movies: You're probably wearing a micro-earpiece, and they're directing your interrogation on the other side of the mirror. They probably have our IDs, Address, school log and our three sizes." Actually they didn't check the last one, but Weber suggested it jokingly. If goatee was taken aback by the statement, he didn't show. Damn they're fast searchers.
"Yet, you two seem unafraid?"
"If intimidation worked against us, Uncle Gil's suit of armor would never get died pink." I chuckled. "And for the record he is wa~ay more intimidating than you."
"Your uncle has a suit of armor?" He did raise an eyebrow at that.
"He collects antiques. Hell, he has some stuff from the time of the ancient Sumerian kingdom." Kei said.
"I doubt it." Kalinin deadpanned. "The guns?"
"I collect it." Keiko said simply. "Our family has weird hobbies."
"Lies. You live in Japan, and weapons are forbidden there." Kalinin pressed the girl.
"You know, Sousuke Sagara is a Japanese name…" she shot back immediately. I giggled. She remembers his full name. I was right! She has a crush on him!
"-at so? What makes you think that is his real name… Besides he is an international agent." He crossed his arms, and changed his weight from one leg to other. We're cracking him. That is rich!
"Take that smile out of your face Weber." I had switched to audio only to pay more attention on the spectacle in front of me. The stern man interrogating us was failing to keep control, and his hands were twitching discreetly.
"Oh come on. You have to admit that's funny." Was the friendly sniper response.
"Well, I have an International weapon's license… And quite some championships on my belt too…" Kei offered.
"The girl speaks the true. First 1st place in a national airsoft shooting annual at six years old, Several shooting prizes at seven, with real guns. She is a prodigy. She has been awarded a military-class weapons license by MBI, on the behalf of Japanese government, who funded her participations on the tournaments." The male tech confirmed. That is Kei-chan for you guys. I'm quite proud of her.
"How did you got hands in that 'hand cannon', as you called it?" They immediately quieted in the other room. Looks that was the question they all wanted the answer… And likely this guy's patience was ending.
"That is classified information." I shot seriously.
"Oh, come on. That is our line!" I heard the complaints in the other room. I carefully assured my face was as blank as I dared.
"Believe me, we do have the clearance." His eye twitched once, and his hand followed suit.
"Ask MBI then." Keiko put the icing on the cake.
"We're only subordinate to the UN itself, so spill it." The old officer was now on the verge of losing his patience, but kept cool or at least masked it well, only his voice growing more anxious. We're definitely cracking him.
"Do you know about project Sekirei?" I baited.
"I heard weird stuff about that… Alien technology, super-human powers, polygamous wedding in Japan… Also stuff like kissing a girl and giving her super-powers." One tech commented. "And bloody street tournaments." The girl added her two cents in.
"How does a simple baker have 22 wives, a mansion, maximum clearance in MBI, a few other organizations, and we simple know next to nothing of him? There is something wrong here, guys." The strategy director raged.
"Public MBI registry says he won the Sekirei tournament, whatever that was, and gained a billion Yen, along with the right to marry the girls. Local records also say he took Kamikura Island from the corporation as part of the prize, and built the bakery and mansion with the reward." One of the bridge bunnies called.
"Who was MBI director then? It stills the same person?" The old man asked.
"Back then it was Minaka Hiroto, now missing. Then Takami Sahashi, who then transferred the company to her son, Minato Sahashi, who is rarely seen in public, and leaves the company to her and the board of directors. He is said to be competent, but bad at attendance." Tech-girl answered.
"Place a request in the name of UN about the Sekirei plan Info. Data, logs, IDs, everything. I want to know what the hell that Sekirei plan is. The girls stay in base for now." He demanded, all the while glaring at the colonel.
"Yes, but let then in charge of Urz team. They might get more comfortable like that." She conceded seriously. "But let them stay as guests. Maybe we can have them, whoever they are, as allies."
"Yes Colonel."
"-reyou listening to me?" Goatee's voice asked louder. I made a show of yawning and looking bored.
"Sorry, I spaced out here for a sec. What did you ask?" His twitching increased.
… Somewhere in the pacific aerial space…
"So, they are not in any immediate danger…" Rin said seriously.
"I like that Testarossa girl." Kazehana commented off-handely.
"Shirouko-chan what do you think?"
"Could you unbind me, and return me to my original gender pleaaase." The red and white haired girl whined. "You had your fun, I suffered enough, and-"Anything else that he, no she would be saying died in her throat as Matsu entered the room with unmentionable 'toys' in her hands.
"You are not off the hook yet, darling. Do you have any idea how frightened did I got when they were stalked by that mech?" She cracked a whip. Shirouko just gulped. "Or when they got cornered in that clearing…"
"Miya-sama, please." The boy made girl changed the target of his pleas to me.
"You brought this on yourself." I turned to leave the room.
"What about the lewd acts she will…"
"Thank whatever gods you will, it was not my son that got kidnapped, or lewd acts would be the least of your concerns, little girl. This time and this time only, I'll postpone Matsu's punishment." I said in a dark tone. The other girls ignored the pleas and complaints in favor of their discussion.
… back in Merida Island base …
"You'll bunk here for the rest of your stay with us girlies." The woman, now named as Mao, said.
"And show me your shooting abilities later, lil' girl!" Weber said.
"She is underage and off limits, Kurz." Mao said. "Go drink at some hole. I'll join later." She pushed him away. "Don't mind him. He is a bother all the time…" he just made a face at her back.
"Not worse than some of my brothers and sisters, believe me…" Keiko chuckled sending me a pointed look, I just wiggled my eyebrows suggestively in return. Kurz smile widened. She is so~o fun to tease.
"Big family?" Mao raised an eyebrow.
"You have no Idea."
"I've traveled the world and saw things that would break lesser minds. You can't surprise me that easily." She dared. Wrong move.
"Oh come on, you were watching the interrogation… And I bet I've saw weirder things than you." Keiko smiled.
Mao eyebrows shot up and she smiled back: "Bite me."
"I've played tag in a carrier, met a few presidents and emperors, visited Roanapur… held The Excalibur in my hands, worn the blindfold of Medusa, the mantle of Medea de Colchis and the armor of Gilgamesh! I visited outer space in an alien spaceship, and met the King of the universe, which is my uncle-in-law by the way." She struck a haughty pose like the ones Tsukiumi-kaa-san usually do, and I noticed how it emphasized her talents. She is growing bigger I'm sure. I'll have to check it later.
The black haired woman twitched. "The first three ones I believe, the rest is bullsh*t." I wonder why no one ever believes us.
"I told you my uncle collects antiques." Kei shrugged. "About Sagara-kun…"
Weber interrupted instantly: "He is dense as depleted Uranium, and taken for that matter." I couldn't repress a soft chuckle. As Mao shot him a pointed look, he ducked inside one door, probably his room.
"What makes you think I was asking for that!" Came Kei's instant rebuff, and I input my two cents: "And in our family that means nothing."
"I mean," She shot me a dark look, "Why did you guys infiltrated a heavily armed international agent, who knows next to nothing about subtlety in a civilian school? He will cause more damage than prevent!" Nee-chan exclaimed.
"That is confidential." Mao shot back. "Can't we talk about something else?" then her eyebrows shot up again, realizing something: "How did you know about him!"
"We studied in his school for a while, but a prank from my older sister got us expelled." I said.
"From the same school that Sousuke did everything except maybe, and I stress the word maybe, bombing?" Weber popped his head from his door. "Nowthat, is saying something! What did she do?"
"I leave that for your imagination."
Not that any of them would know, Dad make sure to cover that incident quite thoroughly. Summoning an ancient mythological beast in a school full of normal people and an armed freak did cause quite a boom. It took heavy application of magic, mass dream manipulation and even a few creative uses of the blue to fix that. But I think Sousuke still shudders at seeing any lizards…
They showed us a room across the corridor from Mao's and left us to bathe and change in private. As they didn't had any cameras in the bathroom (damn it!), I focused in cracking the firewall for a more permanent form of access to their terminals…
…
I did it! Accessing security room protocols… done, let's see which cameras have interesting feeds…
Mech hangar, Submarine bay… these guys have nice toys!
Conference room. Off! Suspicious, let's turn it on!
"- I tested it! Hell Tessa, that thing is amazing!" Sniper-kun almost shouted.
"Is an official reunion, Weber. Please refer to Colonel Testarossa appropriately and remain calm." Goatee stated coolly. "But for all that matters, that gun looked quite the piece. As looked the Colts too."
"She must be a whispered. That gun, is not a normal one. Smaller, lower recoil, improved precision, lighter, more powerful and silent. The scope is a work of art! Optic sights layered by a LCD screen that adds thermal, night and even electro-magnetic readings! All revested by that metal casing that it's tough enough to use as a hammer. I never saw anything like that, and you know how much guns I've seen." Whispered huh? I'll check what that means on the database later.
"I'll look into it, Weber. Dismissed." Tessa sighed. "And call Emi-, erm Keiko as you go."
"What do you think, Mr. Mardukas. It's possible they-"
"-Karin!" Keiko shook me off.
"Yeah? Whaddya want?" I fake drowsiness, as they are watching this room. She looked at me strangely, but dismissed in favor of my hand on her thigh. Soft, smooth thigh.
She shrieked, and threw a reinforced pillow at me, that I wisely avoid. "So cold. I wonder if you would react like that if it was someone else coming in to catch you without panties."
"Someone else?" Her eyes widened as she caught the hidden meaning, but continued our childish games "What are you saying you perverted nutcase!"
"Iya~an, Saiai! Not so hard! Be gentle, gentle!" I moaned as she bopped me upside the head.
Someone knocked the door. Keiko hastily put some pants on, and I left to the bathroom. Closing the door, I turned the water on and sat against the wall, and exhaled deeply…
"You called me, Testarossa-san?" Keiko entered the office, and at the commander's gesture sat at the chair. She briefly looked at a few notes on the desk, which I couldn't make due to the lack of proper zoom lensed in this camera.
"I just wanted to know if your needs has been taken care. Are you both comfortable? Do you need anything?" She asked concerned.
"Yep, I'm fine. Karin is complaining about not being allowed to use the internet, but I think she understands about security risks, she is just... being herself." She sighed. Heh, I'm never without internet access, unless the Internet itself is shot down.
"You worry about her, right?" A gentle smile graced the colonel's face. She is soo Kawai!
"Our relationship is... Complicated. I love my sister as part of the family she is, but a bit more. She is just... too affectionate." I felt my face heat at the memory of our last kiss, and Tessa looks curiously at Kei, both was also blushing and embarrassed.
"I could see how difficult it must be... Loving someone you couldn't have." Oh, I want my beloved to be happy again… not again. Why don't people just share their lover's and stop the emo moping already!
"What! Nonono! I love her as a dear friend, my best friend and my sister, nothing else! No-thing El-se!" Deny as much as you want sis. I felt your love! I know you like me and I won't stop!
Tessa's face grew distant. She was not thinking of us anymore.
"If you had to hurt her feelings to make sure she was safe, would you?" She was not asking about Karin anymore, that much was clear.
"Only if I didn't found another way." Kei offered. "Feelings are powerful things. Despite the fact that science could not explain their effects on our efficiency, the results speak by themselves."
"Yes, but they could hinder as much as they could help."
"Would you send a wounded soldier to the battlefield?" My sister changed gears.
"Not if I could help. Sometimes the decision is beyond me." The officer lowered her head.
"Emotional wounds are much like their physical counterparts." My Ashikabi shrugged. "Just remember that."
"I'll, thanks." The white haired girl looked sheepish. "Sorry, to be a bother, I just have this thing on my mind and I kinda…"
"Spoke without thinking. I Understand. One of my brothers does it all the time…" I smile at them. I don't know if Kei-chan did it on purpose or not, but she gained the trust of a Colonel without even trying! Go, go Kei-chan!
... with said Girl …
More than just her words bothered me as I left her office. I don't have my sister's memory, but part of the blueprints was much alike a protection field one of my brother's to my comfort. A magical bounded field in a mech.
Oh dear root. 'Muggles' dealing with magic in mechs, and worst of it, without knowing. I need a drink. Badly.
…
… Daaza Pub - Merida Island - 2050 Local time …
I sat a few feet away in order to observe my targets before I make my move.
"Such a troubled face, Sagara. So, what is on your mind? Chidori, Tessa, or that Keiko girl." Uruz-3 asked.
"I just don't feel right with my orders…" The implications of the Sniper's statement flew right through Sagara's head. "And I have this feeling like I've seen those girls before, or dreamed about them…"
"Yeah I know, I can find myself dreaming about them… they're quite pretty, pity they're so young. And they don't mind throwing a bit of service if that kiss was some indication." Note to later: have Weber under a psychological survey if he considers two sisters half his age dating material.
"One bottle of red middle-east wine please!" Another voice called from their right. Kurz almost fell from his seat at the sight of the now army uniformed girl, asking for wine and sitting in the 'reserved' stool.
"You know, this seat is reserved… And aren't you a minor?" He asked tentatively.
"I doubt you have anything here stronger than uncle's wine. Besides, Mao-san retired for the night, so she wouldn't be using the seat anyway." She dismissed.
At least he had the decency to point that she was too young to drink. Even if it was stupid. I would have offered a drink to see if she gets loose lipped when drunk. In the end they got nothing conclusive on the girls from the interrogation. The other one just spouted a lot of technical stuff that eluded even our professionals on the preliminary analysis. And now command think they both whispered.
"That isn't the issue. That seat is from our ex-commander lieutenant." Sagara said simply. I refrained to get involved instantly, choosing to observe the girl from afar.
"Oh." She stood up, noting the almost solemn air of the two soldiers.
"Well, at least you have good taste. Red wine, huh?" Kurz lightened the air, while the subject, Keiko seated in another empty stool. "Did your uncle know you took his stuff?"
"Knew?" Keiko giggled. "He offered me. He said it was OK, considering the problem I was dealing with."
"The problem being?" Kurz was now curious.
"Karin. She is impossible to deal with, and can drive anyone crazy if given enough time."
"Is she really your sister? I mean… you two…"
"Kissed? Yeah, She is my sister, is just… complicated…" She practically stolen the bottle from the barkeep, and drank half of it at once. And by the label, that stuff is quite potent.
"So you're in an incestuous lesbian relationship with your sister? That is ho-" Kurz was interrupted by a Thompson Contender finding its way to his mouth. He almost fell from his stool and with good reason. Sagara reacted drawing his own pistol but she tracked him and both ended pointing guns at each other's face. She is good. Like a trained assassin, or a mercenary. I doubt she is only 15. And Major Kalinin didn't give her weapons back. What the-?
"Forget it, blondie. This conversation is over." She took both weapons back. In all the exchange she never left her seat.
I made my way to the 'reserved' stool and sat down, asking for water. And they came to me spouting the same bullsh*t. As if it would work. "Since you're new here, you might not know, but you can't sit there. This is Lt. Mcallen's seat."
… back with Keiko …
Ok, I did overreacted, but in my defense I am awake for more than 16 hours, had been in a fight with a mech, interrogation session, and Karin's antics when I tried to sleep. Now I have to deal with one perverted blond sniper that was trying to get self-pleasure out of my sister and mine relationship, so I feel perfectly justified in trading the foot in his mouth for a gun.
In the end, I was thankful that a new face entered the conversation after the incident, even if the brown skinned guy repeated my previous mistake and didn't apologize for it. The brash guy was quite arrogant in fact. Like he wanted to fight.
When the guy won bar fight, more like curb-stomp one-punch battle, he taunted Sagara-san to take it to a mech duel? Seriously, which self-respecting soldier uses military property to settle private discussions like that? I understand fighting to blow off some steam, heck I do it fairly often, but I don't go breaking people's stuf-. Scratch that. I think I do it... sometimes.
But he was supposed to be a soldier, discipline and all…
Something smells fishy…
So I followed them. Out of curiosity, I think.
While my skills in stealth are bellow Karin and Riko, I'm still way over a normal soldier, and mechs are quite easy to track being over 10-foot tall and all.
Black fought white, and the earth shook beneath my feet. I felt something that I haven't felt for a long time… defenlessness.
I'm not invulnerable by any means, but I'm used to fight in equal terms with opponents, since as fragile as I'm, my shots can kill almost anything. When Karin told me the RK-92 we fought in Sicily was the weakest Arm-slaves, I didn't worried much, expecting a little difference in power, or better weaponry, but these mechs are simply… overwhelming. They move like people, but they're five times taller and hundred times heavier! It's like I would be squished if I got any closer.
Black put white down, and taunted about some lambda thing, which white answered by standing up and directing his fist to black. I felt the artic chill of a magic being used around, magnified to insane heights by the sheer size of that thing, but nothing happened except for black punching the daylights out of white, and a crew coming to see the results.
It was really a scam it seems.
"Excuse me, miss…" And looks like I was caught too…
… Merida Central Headquarters 21:35 Local Time, Andrei Kalinin PoV…
"They're here." Colonel said simply. Ten people in total. Emiya Shirou and some of his (supposedly) wives: Rin, Matsu, Miya, Karasuba, Saber, Kazehana, Aoko, Akitsu and Rider, if the files are to be believed. After a few more investigation we found some (almost confirmed) rumors that three of them had leveled an entire city block, of Roanapur, no less. And other rumors even more outrageous. Like that Aoko woman vaporizing an entire island, for one.
"Hello Testarossa-san. We're here for our children." The short lady with twin-tails said in a demanding tone.
I intercept. Colonel is too soft hearted to these kinds of negotiations. "Why would we give them back? We have found them involved with criminals in the Interpol's most wanted list. Along with your husband and his unidentified accomplice."
"Kalinin!" My soft-hearted commander shot me a surprised look, but the man cut anything she might spoke.
The man stepped forward, "With the best intentions at heart I assure you. We only wanted to take our children back home. We will cause you no problems and in turn you forget we exist too. How does that sound?"
"If we refuse?" I match his intensifying glare. "Remember that we have two of your daughters as hostages. You could give us your real identity, affiliation and purpose occupying a large portion of Shin-Tokyo as a proof of good faith."
Then all of them laughed. "You have them? As hostages? You're lucky that they haven't wrecked this place as it is!" The red haired woman spoke in a cheerful tone that sounded like doomsday to all my instincts and chilled my stomach.
The worse is that it sounded impossible. The two girls weren't scared, they taunted us even when tied up and held helpless and alone in a room. It was like they thought they could simply get up and walk away if they wanted to, and they were humoring us out of the kindness of their hearts. But at the same time my instincts screamed that I was ignorant, lucky and shouldn't play with them again.
The ashen haired sword wielder step forward and spoke to her husband: "They refused. Can I kill them now?" Loud enough for all of us hear, in a tone as if talking about the weather. Yet she receives a dry look back. "Awn, I wanted some fun." She pouted.
Tessa intensified the annoyed look she was giving me and I deferred to her. Then she spoke: "We were returning your daughters in the next programmed flight to Japan, Three days from now. I apologize for my subordinate's rudeness, but your girls were witnesses of a terrorist attack and must finish relaying their angle of the story. They weren't cooperating, so it took a bit longer than we expected." She bowed.
Emiya bowed back and his face softened. "I thank you for your hospitality-"
"Colonel! A situation B12A in region J51CS requires our intervention!" One soldier interrupts with an emergency relay. A terrorist attack in Hong-Kong? With what purpose?
Colonel looks back at Emiya, that he answers with a smile "Go. We talk about it later. Just let us get our daughters and we will be on our way. I'll let a phone contact with your Lieutenant."
"He is actually a major, Shirou." Another of his wives comment, and he apologize, actually sounding sheepish! They expect me to believe that they don't have military training?
The guards came back with the girls, one sleepily and the other dirtied and… afraid? Of what?
"Keiko? Daughter, are you all right?" Her mother seemed a little awkward at the shaking girl that latched on her arm, but they all choose renew their glare on me instead of taking note of that.
"What happened?" Keiko clamped down, and looked more composed at that.
"Erm, Testarossa-san? We could provide some help if you want." Looks like the redhead with braids (the older one) actually knows what is happening.
"How? What could a baker could have that can stop a mech?" I shot down the idea instantly.
"I could ask MBI for a medical support team, satellite monitoring, or orbital support." The man offered. Thanks for reminding me that we still don't know why a pharmaceutical company have a group of killsats over our heads and a baker controls the company like he owns it.
"And we would like to go too. They put our kids in danger, I would love to get my hands on them…" Keiko's mother said darkly.
"That would be appreciated." Tessa agreed! "We're short on doctors, and any help in figuring our enemy position would be extremely helpful."
"Darling, not to interrupt, but I found a rat." The blonde, well taller blonde had a purple haired girl by her blouse.
The man pinched his nose. "Riko… what have I said-, nevermind." He sighed. "Why?"
"I was bored?" I failed to suppress I snort. We were afraid of a man that is fooled by his daughter?
"Why does that answer always precede the worst disasters known by mankind?"
The girl shrugged in response, and I found myself sighing along with him. "They can stay in the submarine, and we leave them in Tokyo when this all ends…" Tessa offered. Kids are such a hassle.