Keiko watched the screens intently, watching the figures move across the screen, ambling along like they had no purpose in life. Bah!
She turned away from the screens angrily. She yearned to fight, it was in her blood! How else would Keiko remain sane if she was kept caged as she was!?
She paced angrily, glancing up at the screens occasionally. Hell, where was her replacement? She was growing quickly tired of this room, with the humming of so many machines and the flickering lights of so many pieces of technology...