"I suppose I could do with some leftovers before bed," Luca replied to Robert, getting a spoonful of cold mash potato and eating it with gusto, then sitting back down and going channel-surfing, "I'll be upstairs in a moment."
"Okay, just don't fall asleep on the couch." John said, moving upstairs groggily with Mel.

"I'll sit back." Sebastian said, "I'm no stranger to sleeping on the couch."
Luca nodded in agreement, focusing for a few seconds on one channel, then moving on.

Then something caught his eye on the Yamataian channels. A news report direct from SANDRA.

Luca's eyes widened, and he gasped, realising in horror: They were back. The Mishhu had returned. However, his horror turned to a smile. His next mission had just handed itself to him.

"Luca...?" Sebastian asked curiously, looking at his son's expression.
"I've fought these things before - it made me feel so alive. Kicked one in the face." He stood up, walked to the armoury and looked at all of his battle gear suspended on a mannequin. Jacket, suspenders, belt, singlet, holsters - and all of the guns. He wondered how he'd apply each one to this new threat.

Sebastian went pale for a moment, "You can't - it's so soon after your last mission!"
"Hell no, I ain't gonna compromise in the face of these bastards." Luca turned around with his 10mm pistol in hand, "The crew and I can sleep for tonight, but tomorrow-" He loaded a fresh magazine into the pistol,

"We've got some serious shit to do."

MISSION 5 - COMPLETE!!