[center][h2][color=palegreen]Jack[/color] 'Frost' [color=palegreen]Shkaev[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

[color=palegreen]"More goodies for me? You shouldn't have."[/color] Frost chuckled quietly, one of the horns on the side of her head lightly tapping at Michi's. Frost frowned as Michiko spoke, finding herself reminiscing about one of the tests Tsuki had put her through when she first joined. A trial of Frost's patience- and she was never particularly good at sitting still, even years later. Ren never struck Frost as particularly patient either, so she wasn't entirely surprised he'd failed. In some ways, being part of Tsuki's gang meant more stringent rules than when she was a part of the Jaegers. [color=palegreen]"To be fair, the stress tests are... [i]stressful[/i]."[/color] Frost murmured in quiet agreement. 

For someone in a leadership role, Ren was a bit more hotheaded than Frost might've preferred, but she'd learned long before joining the Kurotori that questioning Tsuki's methods didn't typically fare well. A bit like her, Ren trended towards reckless and forward- a bit like a bull in a china shop. To be fair, Frost was not much better, and it wouldn't have been a problem if he was just one of the guys, but he [i]wasn't[/i] just one of the guys- he held a position of leadership, which meant Frost expected more of him than Akane or Enrique. Still, Tsuki saw something in him, which meant there probably was- so Frost left well enough alone.  

Shoshiku was a strange one, the large woman glancing over at the smaller figure as she- it? sat down next to her. Frost couldn't help but feel uncomfortable around Shoshiku- not because of anything they did themselves, just the thought of the woman sitting next to her not really being the girl, but rather a construct piloting her body. It gave her the shivers more often than not- how someone more human [i]looking[/i] than someone like Mumeiki was somehow less at the same time. At least Mumeiki, for all his oddities, was relatively more easy to understand. Mumeki felt closer to human than the other one too- the personified lightning bolt they liked to call Akane. The armored shogun was somehow both more human and less human than the two 0-Percenters combined. Frost was almost certain the woman was actually an alien- and had disclosed such suspicions to Michiko on more than one occasion. 

Frost couldn't complain too much- she was hardly the spitting image of a [i]typical[/i] herself, the reinforced couch creaking and groaning in pain underneath them as the large woman readjusted her weight. She really had no room to be judging the others as normal or weird. Tsuki seemed to have a taste for bringing into her gang the weird ones of society, which meant Frost, by extension, was also a weirdo. Frost sighed. It was times like this when she missed having Enrique around. 

The briefing itself wasn't too out of the ordinary: a pair of targets, smash and grab, torch the operations. This wouldn't have been the first time Frost clashed with the Korobei- either hunting them as a Jaeger, or knocking heads with gangsters in an alley outside a club. Frost never had a particularly high opinion of the Korobei, so she was more than happy to go knocking some heads in.

[color=palegreen]"Both sites are fairly large, extensive. Do we have enough manpower for two simultaneous hits?"[/color] Frost asked aloud as she leaned forward, getting a closer look at the projections. [color=palegreen]"They're far enough away that if one group gets into trouble, the other won't easily be able to provide backup. A lot of innocents to potentially get caught up in the crossfire as well."[/color]

[color=palegreen]"I don't imagine Korobei will just sit idly by once we start hitting the sites either- probably expect more goons to get in behind us after we start, so we'll want some sort of eyes on the outside once we go in."[/color] Frost's eyes flashed as she glanced over at the Losseum again. It was a bit of a guilty pleasure, but she liked watching the gladiator fights from time to time whenever someone managed to acquire a copy of one of the fights. Almost a shame they had to shut it down- Almost.

[color=palegreen]"How are we splitting?"[/color]