[b]Jakuzure Nonon - UMMA Dropship, Neo-Tokyo, Alternate Earth 567[/b]

The ship rumbled around her. It was, in Nonon's opinion, an ugly and dirty way to fly.

The small pink-haired girl rested her baton on her shoulder, leaning back against her seat. And look, she was surrounded with ugly and dirty people! ... Well, okay, strictly-speaking that was the wrong insult to use against them, though there were plenty that applied. They were other agents of the UMMA, and, well, what could she say? They were allies there for the same reason. It didn't change the fact that there were so very many things she could say about them, but she didn't hate them or anything. The dropship the UMMA was utilizing here, though... ugly and dirty described it pretty well.

"Oh, dear, crammed in here with all these [i]wonderful[/i] people," began Nonon, smiling cheerfully even as her tone dripped with sarcasm, "Whatever shall I do?"

Oh, it would be stupid to assume that Nonon felt true malice towards these other agents of the UMMA. However, it was simply quite easy to make such comments. And so she did, with the utmost cheer in her expression and her voice as she did. In spite of her cheer, however, her happy sarcasm was obvious. The dropship rattled unpleasantly. It really was the worst way to fly... The small girl decided to peer out the window.

Below, there was a shimmering city. This world was... some kind of high-technology futuristic kind of place. Apparently there were reports of Shadow Eternity activity here, and even the potential involvement of Life Fibers... though the last part was largely unconfirmed. That's why the UMMA had sent some agents, including herself.

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[b]Chiester Sisters - Weapons and Communications, UMMA Vessel [i]Tanngrisnir[/i][/b]

Far below Dlanor, in a chamber located on the underbelly of the ship, sat the weapons and communications center.

It had a somewhat... unique crew.

[url=http://images.wikia.com/umineko/images/7/78/Siesta00.png]Chiester 00[/url] sat behind her fellow Chiester Sisters. She kept calm. She didn't have the best composition, but she conducted herself calmly. At the moment, she sat in place and regarded her subordinates.

[url=http://images.wikia.com/umineko/images/3/3e/Siesta_410_2.png]Chiester 410[/url] and [url=http://images.wikia.com/umineko/images/a/a7/Siesta451.png]Chiester 45[/url] sat before her, each carefully regarding several sets of screens portraying the void outside in a variety of different ways. At least, until Chiester 45 went rigid.

"Ah... there's... there's something on the monitor!" she said. Chiester 410 looked from Chiester 45's screen, to her own, and then back again. "Eh? What the hell is that? Some kinda... is... is that a girl? In the void? What's she doing out there?"

Chiester 00 leaned forward. "Do you detect any energy signatures? Can you contact her?"

"Nyeh, I dunno, it's not like she has a built in communications system or something like that," replied 410 with a shrug. "... Hey, 45! Wave at her through the viewport, will ya? She might see!"

The pink-haired bunnygirl squirmed. "M-me? But..."

Before she could continue, 410 grabbed her and shoved her towards the small window to the outside. She was pressed against it for a moment, before straightening. Trembling, she raised one hand and waved. She thought she could see the girl, at least...

"H-hello?"

"She can [i]totally[/i] hear you, 45!" commented 410 with a grin.

Chiester 45 blushed in embarrassment.