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

Oh, good, they'd be out of this thing soon. It was way too small and compact, and Nonon still felt like it was a pain to sit around in this. Why couldn't she just fly herself, if they had to fly? It's not like she couldn't.

"I guess I won't have to be crammed in here with all you people too much longer," she said, cheerfully, "What a [i]shame[/i]."

There was a series of glares cast in the pink-haired girl's direction. The other UMMA agents in the dropship were evidently not pleased with Nonon's comments. However, she simply smiled in return. Why should she be bothered if they didn't like it? It wasn't her problem that they couldn't handle it. "Are you really going to be able to handle fighting if you're so sensitive? Jeez..."

Nonon shrugged, still with a rather sly smile.

"It's not like I've seen you in action, but you must be garbage in combat if it's so easy to upset you."

Finally, one of the other agents opened his mouth to snap at her... and the dropship rocked. Nonon was completely launched out of her seat, barely managing to catch herself and prevent herself from toppling over entirely. She reached up to hold her hat on, looking around wildly. "What the hell was that?!"

Whatever it was, the impact had jarred the door of the dropship as well. It was dented inwards and shuddering wildly... until it simply snapped off entirely, revealing the glittering city beneath and the dropship's smoking engines. There wasn't a cloud in the sky... A gruff voice called from the direction of the cockpit. "There's two unidentified attackers assaulting us, more incoming! We're going to have to make an emergency landing!"

The smoking dropship rattled and shook as it went directly for the nearby landing pad.

"You couldn't even detect them until they started shooting? What kind of pilot are you?!" Nonon snapped, before turning to face the rear of the ship again. The small girl simply walked directly towards it, stopping at the very edge. The scenery was moving by faster and faster... None of the other agents in the ship could fly, they had to waste their time waiting for the ship to land. They were basically one big moving target! She twirled her baton as she stood on the edge, her sly smile returning as she looked over her shoulder at the other agents. "I guess I'll have to protect all you slackers while you waste your time here. Bye!"

And then... she lept out. A split second after exiting the dropship, she activated it.

Her Three-Star Goku uniform. Her body was engulfed in technicolor stars as her conductor's outfit erupted off of her. It unraveled, loosening, the fibers composing it realigning and shifting as lights covered Nonon's uncovered form... And then it snapped back together, covering her body once more in the form of a dark pink skintight bodysuit with a bone theme. The jet-cannons mounted on her back and shoulders kicked up and she was rapidly suspended in the air, smiling. And... there were the attackers! They were angular, seemingly black triangles simply fused together with cannons mounted on the front. They weren't even that big, probably just automated drones or something... Two were close, and Nonon could see more dark shapes in the distance.

"Three-Star Goku Uniform: Symphony Regalia Tempo!" declared Nonon, cheerfully, even as the drones began to turn towards her.

"The skies are [i]mine[/i], and you're all just useless cannon fodder!"