[b]Kishimoto Arcade, Local Tournament.[/b]
[@Dezuel] [@Crimson Lion] - [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iwG36P3_sYo]The Turncoat[/url]

[indent][indent]He guided his Gundam Baelstrom to the test facility, its movements less mechanical and more human as it touched down. This was a feat he was proud of; he was told the best Fighters had that effect on their Gunplas. Ryoichi glanced at his map, seeking those identifiers of the enemy, even as he stood indifferent to the Zenshin Team Gunplas. The massive metal-towers they were to defend was perched upon by their GN Snipers and Seo's Alvaaron stood in the middle, gilded and for all the world to see.

Seo's directives was taken in but ultimately ignored. Charmaine's words however, held a possibility Ryoichi couldn't let be fulfilled. At least, not at the expense of his reputation and personal beliefs. He ushered the Gundam Baelstrom into the air seconds later, aiming northward towards the dense forest. He spoke to his team with a cold confidence, seen only once, though even that paled to now. "Ease up on those emotions, Charmaine. You jeopardize this match and you'll learn why they call me The Turncoat. That goes for all of you!" 

Then he burst off with the Divine Striker pack in flight mode, focus baring down on the broad picture before him. He equipped his handgun from the Trikeros Kai Shield and held the controls loosely, ready to respond with fluid speed. The forest beneath him was a stream of deep green and yet, he knew below was mechanized weapons capable of firing on him. He assumed his opponents were antsy. Spotting him so high in the sky, they'd likely reveal themselves either with a pot-shot or a foolhardy charge.  

Either way, he'd wait to gauge their response before striking out with the speed and fury of a lightning bolt. "Come meet, The Metal Devil," he whispered to himself, easing up on his thrusters and giving them the perfect target.  [/indent][/indent]