[h3][color=silver][center]Alexander Valerian - Diver's Paradise[/center][/color][/h3][hr]

Alex watched the events on the low stage with a grin of satisfaction spread across his face. Arms crossed over his chest, he kept his eyes on each speaker and drank in every word. He had been waiting for this. What the CMAS had in mind was going to flood his home with strangers and, if they were successful, eventually civilians. It was a threat to his way of life, one he would not abide. Thankfully, he clearly wasn't the only one thinking so. If those before him were anything to go by, he wouldn't be lacking for strong allies in this fight.

People started to head toward the southern gate to meet up, and Alex already knew he was going to follow them. Fighting the CMAS would likely end up being one of the greatest challenges of all time, and he couldn't resist the thought of that. He didn't feel alive if he didn't push himself, and he expected to be testing his limits in the time to come. Adjusting his bag so it lay more comfortably across his shoulder, he waited to start off until he would be at the back of the slightly smaller crowd heading for the gate. So many people being around was starting to wear on him. One of the charms of No-Man's-Land is that one could often run for miles without seeing another soul.

[color=silver][i]Wonder what all these people are capable of, if we can actually work together. Wonder what we'll be up against,[/i][/color] he thought, scanning the sea of faces for anyone he was familiar with. One guy with bright red hair certainly stood out in the crowd, and something about one dark-haired man with a leather jacket kept catching his eye. [color=silver][i]At the very least, this should be fun. Can't wait to get out of here.[/i][/color]

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