[hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/FfU2281.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/eLKsPJB.png[/img] [h3][b][color=8dc73f]Upper-Platform Level 3[/color][/b][/h3] [@Pirouette][/center][hr] Callus pauses his advance as he listens to the announcement at hand, as well as the fairy's response prior to it, and continues thinking on the event that's currently happening. She's already stating the obvious to him, although she may not recognize his telepathic abilities which is quite understandable. The Draconian already knows about everything that is going out both in and out of the stadium, both with the rising tension of within and the agents deploying beyond the walls. He's not just an old figure that's lost his hearing through the years, otherwise he wouldn't have likely heard the word that there would even be a tournament today. These assumptions would've galled him considerably, but he has learned to keep his temper trampled beneath his unperturbed essence. Now he doesn't really care what many people think or call him, for he has succeeding in putting himself in peace. All what really matters is that he knows who he is, his strengths, his weaknesses, his capabilities, and everything else. And as long as he knows where he lies, he has little to doubt. The Draconian continues listening to the fairy, notifying about what happened to the prior event at Rio, as well as trying to be the wisest person in the room. If only she recognized to whom she's talking to... [b][color=8dc73f]"Who."[/color][/b] answers Callus as he faces towards the woman, [b][color=8dc73f]"Who, is the question. Who are we facing with. Could it be that we're facing a terrorist organization wanting to cause chaos or a deity bent on vengeance. Yet there's absolutely no doubt that this storm has to do with the evil that is slowly creeping in. I'm certain of it."[/color][/b] He then proceeds to finally enter the archway. [b][color=8dc73f]"If I make haste,"[/color][/b] Callus mentions as he waits for the elevator, [b][color=8dc73f]"I might be able to identify the looming threat before it arrives... I only hope that I'm not too late."[/color][/b] [hr][center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/AczEYa5.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/1gmI0EN.png[/img] [h3][b][color=f9ad81]Otaru[/color][/b][/h3] [@lavulman], [@Savo], [@redbaron1234], [@Crosswire] [/center] [hr] Aleksandr's horrendous attempt at humor seems to have a brief moment of surprising success before the woman declared her reasoning for going there. It's certainly clear that he's not the best when conducting comedy, but at the same time it can be considered as a serious question. It's a weird amalgamation of two polar opposite themes, making it difficult to figure out if it's one or the other. Could it be his weird sense of humor kicking in? Or perhaps its the lack of sleep for three full days that is finally beginning to affect him. It could be both for all he knows, yet the commando does consider the female warrior to be part of MAVERICKS. After all, who else in a metal suit consider asking a soldier like him directions to the spa. And ironically, Aleks strangely wasn't given that order to go. All Aleks was given was to patrol the nearby area of Otaru for this robot problem and that was it. Strange. But he might as well go along with this little event. The man clears his throat as he too drops his "act" and gets back to being serious [b][color=f9ad81]"Yes."[/color][/b] he replies bluntly as he turns off his holographic projection, [b][color=f9ad81]"I'm here for same thing. Pardon my aloofness... Lack of sleep can do things to you. Let's go."[/color][/b]