The harsh sun beats down upon you on the heat-hazed track, cicadas chirp rhythmically amidst the parched foliage. Watching a slim figure dart through her lane, you wipe a bead of sweat off your furrowed brow. Thud, thud, thud. She passes the finish and a click. You glance down at your stopped Autavia - Miyuki has a new PR.

Slowing to a stride she approaches you, huffing heavily, "So Commander, about my time..." A shit-eating grin is now evident on the destroyer's face, "Can I see it?~"