In Ten Forward at the moment, courtesy of Q, is a young Asian woman — Japanese, perhaps? — of eighteen years or so. Her long, dark red hair and red eyes are quite striking, though they may not be the most interesting things about her. For one thing, she looks disheveled, as if she's just come from a fight; and indeed, she's holding a sword in her hand, a long, slim, sharp-edged rapier. Something that looks like it could be a gun is on a belt around her waist.

The look on her face is one of shock, as might be expected if one is suddenly where one was not a few moments ago. She takes inventory of her surroundings: the room, and the people, some of whom are obviously not human at all.

And then she notices the view outside the windows, and pales abruptly. She very nearly drops her sword, fingers clenching tightly on the hilt at the last moment before it slips out of her hand.

Mitsuru isn't sure she ever expected not being in Tartarus to scare her, but it certainly does now.