[center][h1][color=00a651]Sean Black[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h1][color=00a651]Brawler[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][u][b]Location:[/b][/u]Sentinel HQ[/center]
[center][u][b]Interacting With:[/b][/u]No one[/center]

Sean was quiet as the taxi drove towards Sentinel HQ. He was a bit worried that he'd be late due to the bad traffic, and was really wishing that he had brought his bike, so he could have avoided it altogether. Next time he'd be sure to better prepare, not only did he not have his bike, but he hardly packed at all, having little clothing in the bag he packed.  Despite the minor annoyance of traffic, his excitement for his destination wasn't hampered, after all, this was basically his childhood dream, and how often do those come true?

As the taxi pulled up to the building, Sean couldn't help but be in awe of the sheer size of the building, and couldn't imagine how much it must have cost. After tipping the driver, he walked into the building, and straight to the receptionist. [color=00a651]"Uh, excuse me, where exactly do I go for the Sentinels meeting?"[/color] he asked nervously. Upon receiving the floor number, he thanked the receptionist and headed to the elevator and entered the floor number.

The elevator doors opened to reveal a pirate, a robot, and a seemingly regular guy. Slightly concerned that he was given the wrong floor, he hesitantly sat in a seat with nobody adjacent to it, and looked at those around him. He didn't really know what to say, so he stayed silent, not wanting to make a fool of himself.