[center][h1][color=868324]Sensei[/color]
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A lone figure stood in the basement of one of the countless buildings in the city, working furiously at a punching bag in the center of the room. Sensei had been here for the past half hour, trying to perfect his technique before heading to the Sanctuary. [i][color=868324]When the UN needs your help,[/color][/i] he thought, pounding away at his equipment, [i][color=868324]there isn't really a way to refuse.[/color][/i] After receiving the message, he assumed that if they wanted him, then they wanted him at his best. To tell the truth, he wasn't too sure why he had been chosen; he wasn't legendary in any way, and he hadn't even reached the level cap. Sure, the Brawler subclass was difficult for most to master due to its extreme lack of focus on guns and the like, but he figured that there had to be some catch. Still, he wanted to make sure that they weren't disappointed by who they chose, so he had made sure to practice every attack that he could remember, trying to put himself ahead of the competition. [i][color=868324]Although it would probably help if I knew who the competition actually was.[/color][/i] As he thought this, he tried to land one more backfist onto  the punching bag-

To find that the punching bag wasn't there anymore. Instead, he found himself in front of a loading screen, which appeared to be loading...

[hr][center][h1]Genesis, Sanctuary: Pyre[/h1][/center][hr]

"[b][color=868324]Looks like someone just can't wait to meet me,[/color][/b]" he joked to himself as he loaded into the Sanctuary. Looking around, he saw that the Sanctuary itself seemed to be small and somewhat dilapidated, which was probably how R3v314t1on didn't notice the meeting in the first place. Looking at the others gathered at the meeting point, he saw a woman with what looked like some sort of robot-dog hybrid. [i][color=868324]Aren't those available to the Huntress subclass?[/color][/i] He had considered taking up the subclass when he began the game had decided against it. Tucking away the information, he looked over to see a group of four, although looking closely at the combat quartet, he noticed that three of them appeared almost... transparent. [i][color=868324]Perhaps some sort of summoner?[/color][/i] Turning to the final man, Sensei saw that he appeared to dress in Warlock-style armor, although not many Warlocks carried guns. He would be interesting to see in action, James could tell. As he finished examining the group, he clapped his hands and made a statement to all in attendance. "[b][color=868324]So, how's it going? You guys ready to save the world and look good while we do it?[/color][/b]" If they were going to be allies, James wanted to make sure that they all started off on the right path and were at least friendly towards each other.