[center][h2][b]Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo[/b]

[color=8882be][b]Asoka "Mercury"[/b][/color][/h2][/center]

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With that warning, she would enjoy a seat back at the kitchen with a new serving of whatever coffee Hana had in store for her guests. At this point, Asoka had zoned everything out and conferring babysitting duty to the more 'righteous' and 'diplomatic' ones of the gang. The inevitable ruckus they would produce would leave her absolutely unfazed to a point where she'd simply read articles as if she were in a peaceful spot in a tranquil park. Considering her student life and orientation toward the more shady businesses, it wasn't uncommon for her to come across such commotions in a regular basis. It was all a question of mindset at this point. 

[i][color=8882be]How to lose that pesky thigh fat in five easy steps? Pffff, I wonder how the ghouls in America feel with all that disgusting fat filling at least ... Half the population.[/color][/i]

She mused as the real craziness began just a room away. Kagunes were being released, people being headbutted and doctors losing their shit. The next page was turned, and only giggles would escape Asoka's lips with the occasional sip from her coffee mug. She truly wasn't bluffing when saying she'd stay away from it all for the period of time she had given to her fellow ghouls. Though it seemed the Mercury had not been wrong with her approach from the very start. Perhaps one day they would all learn the wonders of Asokaism and convert to the one and only religion. 

A few stray Ukaku shards would blast through the corridor's exit that led to the Kitchen, causing a suspended clock to fall over and crash. They prompted Asoka to only peer over at the destroyed decoration. Eyes squinting, the short ghoul noted that they were quite powerful for some casual Ukaku barrage, especially considering the completely obliterated state of the shattered machinery. Hopefully that newcomer ghoul wasn't THAT strong, otherwise there'd actually be some asses to kick. 

Then Hana called, confirming what the Bikaku had been hearing all this time. The tyrant smirked before turning a page again. She didn't respond just yet, she let a little pause occur in case more interesting carnage was to be captured by her acute hearing. 

"[color=8882be]Huh? 'Kay.[/color]"

Would be the response given to Hana, one completely indifferent to the whole situation. 

[color=8882be][i]Soon they'll learn~ Just four more to go ... [/i][/color]