She held her Katana tightly as she roamed through Federationist territory. As Fuko stares off into the distance with the cold breeze, flowing her hair. — “it’s awfully quiet and I do not like it.” Fuko said with a cold and calm tone, scanning her surroundings before noticing you. — “Hm.. are you a foe or friend?” She asked you, holding her Katana towards her.