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— Outbreak Agency Rooftop —[/center]

Tamako took pains to ignore the violence that befell the vending machine, a fellow mechanical creation. Any attention paid to it might invite the wrath of her new friend upon Tamako herself. 'perhaps,' She thought, 'This is fear. I can do little to affect the outcome but can do little but imagine it.' Her smile remained exactly the same to mask the horror she felt at the destruction. Mankind really would take whatever they wanted from other life forms.

Her head snapped around at the noise, tacking the speck with unblinking intensity. The androids head tracked it until the shadow was out of sight. Her mind shifted tracks into a more serous mode of thought. "Affirmative. My damaged optical sensors lack visual acuity. The flying object remains unidentified."

The android looked between the pizza and the drinks with a forlorn expression.