"Damn it!" the man cursed violently, pacing his quarters while a mechanic tried to fix the supposedly broken tracking device.
"Why isn't she coming in?? I just had those implants replaced!" Master Hikaru shrieked with rage, still violently pacing his room.
"M-m-maybe she's been killed?" the mechanic stammered his words weakly, cowering from the old man as he worked.
"What?! That's preposterous! -MY- student would never get killed! She's been altered! She's better then that! No one could -kill- her!!" Hikaru's face only turned a darker red, a vein in his neck becoming visible.
"y-you're right, s-sir...I'm sorry." the poor mechanic just fumbled with his words, trying to envelope himself in his work and disappear.

Hikaru snorted gruffly, resuming his violent pacing while he mumbled to himself. "That girl...she's been turned on me...mutiny...she's long overdue for a dosage, I must alter her when I find her..." a long string of obscenities follow as he stubs his toe on Ayame's sword. He looked down at the object, looking both fierce and hurt as if someone he cared about was missing. "Damn her! When I find her I'm going to give her a punishment she'll never forget!"