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[h3][b][color=8dc73f]Tokyo Stadium --> Upper-Platform Level 3[/color][/b][/h3][/center][hr]

Despite the loud cheering noises that flooded the stadium, Callistrophus sits motionlessly on a small bench, with his scaly feet crossed, his eyes closed, tail wrapping around his waist, and his hands placed gently upon his lap. His meditation rituals place him in a trance-like state, mitigating the sounds around him as he concentrates on the elemental ki of his surroundings. He can feel the intense energy bursting from the opposing fighters, as well as the static energy emitting from the other nearby nomads. He's able to feel the energies of nearly every individual within the stadium grounds, making him a good detector if an unwanted guest decided to ruin the Championship. The threat of an invading individual is seemingly low and Callus had not sensed any disturbances since the start of the tournament. Even if there may have been a sudden disturbance of unrecognized violence, MAVERICK units were deployed all around the stadium as the first line of defense against any ill-fated trespassers. 

Yet as Callus basks in the warm rays of the sun, he suddenly feels a disturbance in the air. His calm expression dampened slightly, disappointingly perhaps, as he senses a cold chill coming in. Further more, the warm colors in his vision began to darken, as he recognizes the signs of an approaching storm. 

The Draconian had sensed it merely ten minutes before it finally reached the stadium. He feels a light water droplet splash against his snout, followed by another on his horn, his eyelid, his beard until a light drizzle begins to tinkle down on him. His morning meditation didn't sense any form of precipitation raining down today. Even the weather forecasts on the local news also didn't say to expect any rainfall. 

This is odd... perhaps a little too odd.

His eyelids slowly open, revealing a pair yellow eyes with slitted pupils, as Callus takes a look at the people around him. They've either begun to open their umbrellas or head for shelter, with some of the nomads deploying other uses to keep dry. The calm relaxed aura around him has tensed considerably, especially coming from the Maverick units both within and outside the stadium walls. This sudden, unexpected, change didn't feel natural at all. He attempts to briefly communicate with the ki around him, hoping to find a lead towards this rapid commotion. Yet even after a minute of searching, all he felt was the rain slowly intensifying on his scales. 

[b][color=8dc73f]"Hmm..."[/color][/b] Callus thinks aloud nonchalantly as he rises from his meditation pose, planting both of his legs on the solid ground as he tightly grips Kurogica's handle. He heads towards the roofed portion of the platform, still glancing out at the environment around him. The dark skies ominously hovered over the stadium, almost as if its saying something. Already the Draconian senses a rush of disturbance coming from outside, along with the faint sounds of automobiles violently stopping outside. Voices can be heard as well, commanding orders and confused gasps made up for most of the noise. This only brings the question...

Could something amiss be slowly rearing its ugly head from the horizon? 

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[h3][b][color=f9ad81]Otaru[/color][/b][/h3]

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Time flew fast over the last few months that Aleksandr traveled back to this age. Once a resistance fighter for the UACU fighting against the disgustingly corrupt Corporate Empire, the jet-black armored Russian now finds his home in the MAVERICK faction as one of its elite commandos. He won't call this place peaceful so-to-say, but it's definitely an improvement compared to his age. Those vicious demons he fought in his future were utterly relentless and they nearly destroyed everything he knew and loved. The UACU was destroyed, his comrades in Phoenix Squad were all dead, and now he's forced to rewrite time in this period. It's an incredibly daunting task and without any support from his allies, he's all on his lonesome. All he knows is that he must find THAT corporation and to halt its schemes of world-domination. 

But even then, that's easier said than done.

He's not as invulnerable as he initially was. Aleks' armor, once designed to be completely-resistant to physical projectiles and weaker laser-fire, has weakened to a degree where it can be damaged significantly easier. It even has the marks to prove it, with a laser burn on his right breastplate, a slash mark by the placard, and several dents on his leg pieces. It wasn't much for his first few months but he knows that it'll most certainly get more battle-damaged the longer he uses it. The materials aren't cheap - let alone accessible - in this age to repair the damage. His armor was a special top-secret alloy that's hard enough to deflect bullets and lasers, and it took a rather long process to make. Unless he finds a reasonable substitute here, he'll be stuck with these marks.

And the commando mustn't forget the mission at hand. He'll need to somehow get access into that corporation and destroy anything that involves with the creation of the Saurostrains. He has no idea what this thing to eliminate is, but whatever it is, it's the key in potentially saving his world. Of course, nobody knows if this will succeed, but it's his only hope. For now however, he'll have to keep his profile low and act accordingly. 

As the rain began to fall on his armor in the city of Otaru, Aleks sees several other agents heading towards the black trucks and mobile outposts situated down the street. He doesn't know much on what's going on here, even before being deployed during the debriefing, but worries have caused MAVERICK to send agents to this sector to deal with a potential threat. The threat in question is unknown to him at this point, but Aleks has a feeling he may encounter it soon. But with nothing else to do now, all he can do is guard the perimeter of the outpost and watch for any hostiles that may be lurking in the shadows...

He also happens to notice a jeep speeding towards him from his location.