Midnight Paragon
Savior of Dusk
MARCH 25TH, 20XX
Kirijo Group Private Helicopter
Somewhere off the East Coast of Japan...
The sea passed by below as calm as can be, its dark blue hues contrasting with the tan of the helicopter that flew over it. Seagulls passed by the flying machine as it drew nearer and nearer to its destination: but the inside of the helicopter was surprisingly quiet...
One woman sat at the pilots seat at the helicopter, her tidy purple hair tied back in one long ponytail. Her bright red eyes scanned the instruments of the helicopters dashboard, but beyond that, she was focused completely on keeping their course straight. She wore what seemed to be a maids outfit, albeit without any sort of dress: just some dress clothes and an apron on her front, the small frilly white crown all maids traditionally wear resting upon her head, though it was perhaps outshines by the massive headset she wore.
Kikuno adjusted the headset once more before sighing to herself, and glanced back towards the cargo compartment of the helicopter. The cargo compartment contained all the Agents that were being deployed on this mission: while the helicopter supplied plenty of seats and space for them, Kikuno had to wonder just why Lady Kirijo decided this many people was neccesary. The mistress knew what she was doing, but it was a little unnerving having all these people in once place and not having them talk: though they were technically a team, this might be the first time out on a mission as a group for some of them...
However, Kikunos thoughts were interrupted by a message playing through her headset. She held a free hand up to one side of it to help her listen in and nodded. "Understood. Patching you through." She said into the mic, then began to hit several buttons on the dash. "Lady Kirijo is hailing you. Please give her your full attention." Kikuno said into her mic. Each Agent in the helicopter was given an earpiece they could use for communication between each other, Kikuno, and Kirijo HQ: hopefully they had actually put it on before they had departed. After a few seconds, a low yet powerful and commanding voice struck through the channel, filling the ears of all the Agents who had bothered to put their earpiece in. "Good afternoon, Agents. I know we called you all together rather abruptly, and we didn't have much time to fully go over the debriefing. If any of you have any questions as to your objective or the area you are being brought you, you may ask them now."
This was the voice of Mitsuru Kirijo, the current head of the Kirijo Group. What was once an almost mobster like family had now turned to a source of good, due mostly to the takeover of Mitsuru when her father passed rather abruptly in her teenage years. She now works tirelessly to bring back the glory the Group once held: and she is most certainly not a woman to be trifled with. She was not know as the Queen of Executions for nothing, after all.
Kirijo Group Private Helicopter
Somewhere off the East Coast of Japan...
The sea passed by below as calm as can be, its dark blue hues contrasting with the tan of the helicopter that flew over it. Seagulls passed by the flying machine as it drew nearer and nearer to its destination: but the inside of the helicopter was surprisingly quiet...
One woman sat at the pilots seat at the helicopter, her tidy purple hair tied back in one long ponytail. Her bright red eyes scanned the instruments of the helicopters dashboard, but beyond that, she was focused completely on keeping their course straight. She wore what seemed to be a maids outfit, albeit without any sort of dress: just some dress clothes and an apron on her front, the small frilly white crown all maids traditionally wear resting upon her head, though it was perhaps outshines by the massive headset she wore.
Kikuno adjusted the headset once more before sighing to herself, and glanced back towards the cargo compartment of the helicopter. The cargo compartment contained all the Agents that were being deployed on this mission: while the helicopter supplied plenty of seats and space for them, Kikuno had to wonder just why Lady Kirijo decided this many people was neccesary. The mistress knew what she was doing, but it was a little unnerving having all these people in once place and not having them talk: though they were technically a team, this might be the first time out on a mission as a group for some of them...
However, Kikunos thoughts were interrupted by a message playing through her headset. She held a free hand up to one side of it to help her listen in and nodded. "Understood. Patching you through." She said into the mic, then began to hit several buttons on the dash. "Lady Kirijo is hailing you. Please give her your full attention." Kikuno said into her mic. Each Agent in the helicopter was given an earpiece they could use for communication between each other, Kikuno, and Kirijo HQ: hopefully they had actually put it on before they had departed. After a few seconds, a low yet powerful and commanding voice struck through the channel, filling the ears of all the Agents who had bothered to put their earpiece in. "Good afternoon, Agents. I know we called you all together rather abruptly, and we didn't have much time to fully go over the debriefing. If any of you have any questions as to your objective or the area you are being brought you, you may ask them now."
This was the voice of Mitsuru Kirijo, the current head of the Kirijo Group. What was once an almost mobster like family had now turned to a source of good, due mostly to the takeover of Mitsuru when her father passed rather abruptly in her teenage years. She now works tirelessly to bring back the glory the Group once held: and she is most certainly not a woman to be trifled with. She was not know as the Queen of Executions for nothing, after all.