The modified blue Renault Alpine A310 darted through the streets of that empty city, going fast beyond safety standards even if the woman on the wheel knew that she wasn't going to find any other car on the road. "Of all days... I should be on the headquarters..." Misato grumbled, speeding even further. It was true that she had offered herself for that mission days ago, hell, she even sent a completely inappropriate picture of herself so the one she was going to pick up knew who to expect. It was that silly part of her that got into that trouble in the first place, but she couldn't help it. Knowing commander Ikari, or at least as much as anyone could know him, he probably had been dry and cryptic in any communication he had with his own son.
"What kind of father does that?" Misato sighed, trying to keep her head on the road, unable to keep her mind from drifting away. Sure, her father was no longer with her but... it wasn't like he had pushed her away. Her hand moved from the gear shift to the cross hanging from her neck. It wasn't the time for that, she had to pick Shinji off, return to Nerv and take charge of things. It felt a bit wrong to be eager to go into combat, to want to face such an unimaginable thing, but she had experience disregarding those wrong feelings. She was an adult, and she could do as she pleased. It wasn't exactly revenge for her father, but it was as close as she was going to get anyways.
Arriving at the entrance of the train station, Shinji was nowhere to be found. "I seriously hope he's not missing or Ritsuko is going to bite my head off for being tardy..." Misato mumbled. Where the hell was that kid? Getting out of the car, Misato climbed onto the roof of her car, adjusting her black dress as it rode up a bit up her thighs. "Shinji Ikari! I'm here to pick you up! Shiiiinjiiiii!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, looking around from her vantage point, seeking for that damned kid.<|im_end|>
Shinji Ikari stood not too far away from the train station, staring out at the vast expanse of the forest that surrounded Tokyo 3. Part of him wondered why he was even here. He had a decent life in the town he used to live in...a relatively lonely and withdrawn one, but not bad none the less. He had gotten that letter from his father, summoning him to NERV. He wanted to just burn that letter and forget it ever happened, and he had been debating whether or not to even make the trip. That was when, a few days later, another letter arrived. Attached was a photo of a rather beautiful woman in a rather scandalous pose with rather flirtatious words written on said picture.
He had decided after that picture to go. Part of him knew it was justification....to have some other excuse rather than he was just crawling back to get his father's attention to praise. Still, just looking at the photo...Shinji thought if he got to meet and know such a beautiful woman from going to NERV, that alone would be worth it.
That's how he ended up there, looking out at the forest and wondering about his future there...He had waited for Misato at the train station, but she was running late. Thus, his curiosity had led him to the lookout. He tossed his now finished can of coffee in a nearby bin as he heard someone shouting. He noticed a woman standing on top of her car and she appeared to be calling for him...from her appearance, she appeared to be the woman from the picture. He drew in a deep breath and then moved towards the car.
"Excuse me....I'm Shinji Ikari!" The young man called back as he approached the car with a wave and a small smile, looking up at Misato standing on her car. She was at just the right angle...and he might be able to catch a glimpse of her panties. He tried not to make his line of sight too obvious as he gave Misato a larger smile.
"You must be...Katsuragi-san, yes? It's nice to finally meet you! You are even more beautiful in person than in the picture!" He chuckled softly, rubbing the back of his neck. Shinji had been practicing on his charisma and pickup lines....he wondered if that had worked or if maybe he had just made things very awkward. What if this woman was his superior? That would make it quite strange indeed...then again...she had started it with that picture, so he figured just this much was okay at least.<|im_end|>