She was almost hyperventilating by now. Strange facilities, crazed scientists, and now.... They were all going to die from this Cruxi attack. It was a hopeless situation, the whole human army was fighting them out there with barely any progress, and these people here, regardless of how well armed they were, wouldn't be able to stand long against them. The idiot boy before started to hand out weapons, before one of those scary men destroyed his.... thingy. Then just like that, they were handed weapons.

She stared long and hard at hers, some sort of futuristic looking pistol in dull grey and shiny black polymer. It was heavier than she expected. It would be the only thing keeping her from dying if they ever encounter Cruxi.

Some of them were already trying to speak to each other, giving out their names and such. It wasn't such an outlandish thing to do, she thinks it had something to do with coping with the current situation, just something to allay the fear for a while. Panicking wouldn't do anyone any good after all. To top it all off, two people went running off, saying something about fighting them. Are they stupid? Dear god, how would any of them survive this if they were as dumb as rock with the survival instinct of a jellybean? 

Before they could get any farther though, a spartan warrior whizzed by her at breackneck speed, and kicked the two back towards them, as the other spartans raised their weapons. For an instant, she thought they were going to be shot at, before a cruxi crashed into the spartan that had kicked those two to safety. The cruxi almost tore through the lone spartan, before the spartan managed to get the upper hand and gut it. She couldn't move, her legs that had felt like limp noodles just a few minutes ago now felt like mush.

Manami realized suddenly her pistol was still smoking, her arms aching from the recoil of the gun. Was she shooting at it unconsciously? The shots must have gone astray though, or the cruxi didn't even notice a few bullets hitting it. It was like something from out of an old scifi movie, where the robots are immune to everything except for one obscure thing the heroes will discover later.

“Good… Then let’s go,” the scientist said.

She twitched at that, hastily forcing her legs to work, sidling closer to the greenhaired girl who smiled at her earlier.

They arrived at the hangar bay, where a white robot thing was moving things into the ship. Manami had almost started shooting before she realized moving boxes and crates doesn't exactly spell doom for mankind. So this ship was where they were going to be in for the rest of their lives or until the Cruxi was defeated? That would take.... forever. What she just saw in that corridor proved the rest of mankind, without access to these spartan's equipments, would be doomed to lose the war.

“…Well then… Children, board the Izanagi and prepare yourselves for departure. There are Spartans and Omegas on the ship who will protect you, find them and stay with them. Ignore the White Framework as it does its work, and your Father will be coming shortly,”

It was basically imprisonment, and the only other choice was to sit here and die as Cruxii things tore her apart. She glanced at the greenhaired girl for a moment, trying to think of something to say. Nothing comes to mind at the moment, so Manami decided it could wait until they were safely aboard, and in no danger of being killed horribly. That being said, she wasn't moving until the rest did, or at least the greenhaired girl did.