Shirogane burst into the room, eyes wild as he surveyed the group and Akira could feel his eyes on her. The relief in her own shimmered brightly, and she walked up to greet him. "I'm sorry I took so long...I misplaced something important, but thank you for coming back for me. You're a good friend, Shirogane." Akira said in a hushed tone, her eyes flickering between his winded features and the ground beneath her feet. Her inner thoughts were interrupted as Youhei's static-filled voice chimed in through the bluetooth earpiece on her left ear, and she quickly brought her hand up to press the button to reply. "We're on our way..." she could hear her own garbled reply echo back to her, and she tsk'd in annoyance.

"It...seems that we will have to bring them, Shiro. They seem to be armed enough, and I don't think you and I are enough force to escort ourselves to the train--" A knock on the door interrupted her, and with a raised eyebrow she stared at it over Akira's shoulder. 'Who the hell could that be? This is the Dark Hour, how--oh, another one. That's right, we can move during the dark hour.' she murmured inwardly. With a small grimace, Akira walked over and slowly opened the door, hoping to act as a very minor barrier between the newcomers and whoever this stranger could be. Fighting shadows was one thing, and she knew very well that fighting other people was something else entirely. For all she knew this person could be another one of those strange men who attacked them at the school...