[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/RgVZ0wA.png[/img] The Venue[/center] To gaze upon the world through the eyes of a million dark eyes was to Bernard, an almost exhilarating experience. The operative word being almost. As an observer, Brache had at his disposal near omniscience within the Venue itself, but could not always act upon the sheer amount of information being processed before his very eyes. It was an easy assignment with a disproportionate reward should he succeed in it. Run security over a royal procession towards the expo, and then receive accolades for keeping the royal family safe. A safe, simple assignment. But yet, Bernard could not but feel uneasy. Perhaps it was the passive role he had taken. Rather then being the one to direct and dictate the terms of the metaphorical battle, he was essentially blind. Forced on the backfoot, to react to whatever dastardly scheme may be thrown his way. Bernard frowned. It was unpleasant, to be the one carefully toeing their way around an invisible web. He was the one to plant layered schemes upon schemes, not run around like a lab rat in a maze. Thankfully, his watch was almost over. Just half an hour and he would be free from the uncomfortable confines of paranoia, eyes carefully dissecting the screens arrayed on the wall. Within his peripherals, Brache's attention was caught by a peculiarity within the corridors of the Venue. [color=0072bc]"Munifex Allen, bring up camera feed 142 on the main screen."[/color] Wordlessly, Allen brought up a live feed of a rather strange sight of a near skeleton. A short, fleshy skeleton. Bernard's frown deepened. He had gone over the roster of approved personnel, and while his memory was not infallible, he could not recall such a malnourished figure. And without any clear badge, a wide variety of scenarios played out in Bernard's mind. With his shift near finished, he decided that this called for further investigation. The incident providing as good an excuse as any to go out and stretch his legs while also completing his duty. [color=0072bc]"Avocati Baker, you have command while I go investigate. Send two guards to intercept the unknown, I will personally go and interrogate them."[/color] Once more repeating his orders into the comms, informing High Command of his intentions and of Avocati Baker's temporary assignment, Bernard Brache set out into the vastness of the Venue, intent on discovering who his mystery guest was and to relieve his own aching boredom. [@Yukitamas]