[b]Nono, Restaurant District, Yggdrasil [/b]

Nono wasn't disaappointed with the rejection of her offer, though she had to wonder if Saber was saying that simply because she didn't want help. It was a thought that earned a quick rejection. Onee-sama would never be like that, and if she said it, then she meant it. There was no other option worth considering in the gynoid's mind. 

She did shoot a pout at Gintoki, as if he were somehow responsible, but had returned to a smile before he could notice. Seriously, as if Saber wouldn't have thought about that without him bringing it up. But again, she wasn't exactly unbiased in this situation. 

"See you there Onee-sama," she called before moving after Gintoki, joining him in riding up the elevator. She knew where Onee0sama was going, and would see her in a few minutes anyway. There was no point in slowing her down. 

"Well that was fun," she commented with a warm smile as she waited for the elevator to arrive. 

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[b]Misaka 10,032, Client World Macross[/b]

"Yes," Misaka confirmed succinctly as Marisa expanded on what she had just said. She'd have to do a bit of digging, but that was what it seemed for at the moment. There wasn't exactly the time to go in further, especially in the middle of potentially hostile territory. Academy City could look into it further once official contact had been established. 

She glanced over to Kakine then as he suggested not using the thing. "'That is a good idea,' Misaka agrees with a serious expression," Misaka replied. She then stepped away, moving for the far door to see what was beyond it. Given that it was for the Zentraedi as well as humans, it had to be interesting. 

Stepping through, she did indeed find something interesting. That being, a hangar bay. It seemed to stretch on for some length, and was filled with gear to interact with an examine. Large fighter craft sat waiting, ready to be attended to by mechanics or to be flown by pilots, and along with that there was the equipment to go with them. There were things like forklifts as well, to move those machines, and racks of oversized weapons against the far wall that presumably were to be used by those machines. Somehow. 

The hangar bay wasn't empty, far from it, but at the least no one had noticed them yet, giving Misaka the opportunity to look around and record things, the various fighter craft there, the people, the equipment. Of special note were the exoskeletons stored nearby in suitcase form, if what she was watching was any indication. They acted as frames, providing strength, speed, and they seemed to be able to interface with the fighters somehow. These would definitely be interesting to look at back in Academy City. 

'"They appear to have power armor derived technology," Misaka says with an impressed tone in her voice," Misaka commented as she pointed to Kakine. Yes, if they could avoid getting noticed and removed, there would be a wealth of information here. 

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[b]Cinder Fall, Client World [???][/b]

After a bit of searching, and some inquiries with local citizens that was aided by her feminine charms and personality, as it were, Cinder had managed to locate the nearest museum from where she had landed. While it might not have been the one she was looking for, it would at least give her a start for her search, and if she wasn't there then the staff might be able to tell her where she could find the throne she was searching for, which was good enough.

So, a destination in mind, she headed for the museum. It was a decent sized building, not as impressive and seemingly older, but she supposed it would do. It would make getting in easier. For that though she simply moved in, going through Admissions and paying for a ticket like the average person. Mundane, but blasting her way in wasn't viable when she wasn't sure if it was in here. If it was, then blasting her way out would definitely be on the table. 

So for now she entered the museum and began to wander, seeking the throne that she had been sent for. It couldn't be that hard to find.