Seiren slid her narrowed orbs to land on the other Enforcer, annoyance clearly stamped onto her fine features at his heedless comment. Exhaling a soft sigh and retraining her attention to the new figure and Hayato, the woman shifted to cross her arms over her chest as he barked out orders, his tone never once wavering from the frosty appeal. As her Inspector turned and left the room, Seiren hissed out softly, distaste lacing each syllable.Aye aye, captain.. Whatever you say." With that added infliction of sarcasm on captain, the woman gave another sigh before flickering her gaze back onto Takeru with a half-hearted smile replacing that scowl. "Looks like we were hung out to dry again, huh? Sucks...they get to waltz off and all.." mused her metacognitive voice, a slight hint of disappointment giving life to the words.
With an under-the-breath chortle, Seiren waltzed her way over to Mr. Grumpy Jackass's computer before glancing back over at Takeru with a sly grin. Sliding with grace into the plush leather chair, crimson eyes narrowed on the screen in front of her, the woman took a moment of pause to crack her knuckles before giving a roll of her shoulders. "Hey Takeru.. have you ever been allowed to work on these computers?" rang out her casual question, a soft silence falling over the room. However, that peace lasted for a mere second before the tapping of keys shattered it, the pace of the sound almost unearthly in speed. Keeping her eyes glued to the holographic screen in front of her, Seiren bite her bottom lip in concentration as new windows and "success" messages appeared before vanishing... in all honesty, the speed and accuracy that Seiren was moving in was almost inhumanely robotic. Before even ten minutes passed, the security drones were well on their way to their designated spot.
With a tired sigh, the ex-Inspector finally allowed her fingers to rest for a minute, her mutter coming out without really addressing anyone. "You know..when I was an Inspector, I was always assigned the computer work.. Maybe it's because I type rather fast or-" Seiren's words were cut short as something caught her attention; a file labelled "RESTRICTED", her stature immediately going rigid at it's appearance. With a slight frown painting it's way on her lips, the Enforcer absentmindedly moved to click on it. Instantly, files upon files of an Inspector being demoted to Enforcer flew to the center of the screen, the sight of the miserable-looking man ringing a bell within her. Is that....? Hayato's.....dad?! rang out the surprised inner voice, her hand swiftly moving to click out of it. Sending a nervous glance over at Takeru, the woman gave a slight swallow before getting back out of the chair. "Well..that was easy.. so, what do you want to do now?"
With one last glance over at the blank computer screen, Seiren exhaled once more before crossing to the couch and flopping down on it. Hayato..I wonder.. why does he still have those..? mused her confused thoughts, a frown appearing once more. With another glance sent his way, Seiren thoughtfully chewed at her bottom lip before venturing. "So.........you can fight right..? Wanna practice..seeing as they just left us here.."