Sena Ayanami -

She had anticipated the scanner. She had not anticipated the voice behind it.

Sena’s own proposal—on predictive pattern recognition in asymmetric combat scenarios—had been submitted the previous week. She was still waiting for a response. sena ayanami

She smiled. It was an unfamiliar expression on that face. She decided she liked it. She had anticipated the scanner

The clone flinched.

"You see the patterns, don’t you, Ayanami? Then you know what’s coming." She was still waiting for a response

Sena let her next block be sloppy. Invited the follow-up strike. And instead of countering with the technique she’d drilled a thousand times, she did something stupid. Something clumsy. She threw a handful of broken glass from the tank directly into Unit 07’s face.

The shard pinned Hoshino’s sleeve to the server rack. The headmistress stopped moving.