[i]Dear Ms. Mikado,
 
After having witnessed your deeds as a Kamen Rider, our organisation would like to request your presence in Tokyo. As you may have heard, incidents involving monster attacks have experienced a sharp increase in recent times. We have reason to believe that a group known as Foundation X is behind this. We believe it would be best, not just for the citizens of Tokyo, but for the world as a whole, if you were to assist in stopping Foundation X's operatives before they achieve their goals here, whatever they may be.
 
If accommodation in Tokyo is an issue for you, our organisation has arranged several apartments which will be available for you and the other Kamen Riders we have contacted regarding this matter. Enclosed with this letter is a map, marked with the location of the building. We look forward to seeing you.
 
Yours Sincerely,
 
"Y"[/i]
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Manami read through the letter once more as she stepped off the train. While some people would be suspicious about who had written it, what this organisation was or how they knew the Riders' identities and addresses, she was more focused on another detail. Namely, the fact that she was going to get to meet a bunch of other Riders. Smiling, she placed the piece of paper in the leather satchel hanging at her side and exited the station.
 
Stepping out of the station, Manami glanced around, looking for any signs that would help her figure out where the apartment building was. She couldn't help but feel a bit relieved that Foundation X had made its move when it had. Wandering around in the rain or summer heat would've been a massive annoyance. As it was, the afternoon was warm and sunny, but not unpleasantly so. After taking a look at her map, she began moving towards the meeting place. If she was reading the map right, it would only be a few streets away.
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A couple of blocks back from the newly arrived Rider, something odd was happening. Not as odd as some recent happenings, but still somewhat unusual. [url=http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=1076754]A young man with short brown hair[/url] made his way down the street, flanked by a short, black-haired woman and a bald man who could easily be mistaken for a shaved gorilla, both dressed in white. The brown-haired man's eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses and he held and ornately carved cane in his left hand, each end designed to resemble a snake's head.
 
Every few metres, the man stopped and tapped his cane against the pavement or a wall, seemingly listening for something. The combination of the man's unusual behaviour and his associates' clothing served to draw some attention from the people around them. The ape-like man took notice of this, reaching into his pocket to withdraw a small device that resembled a USB stick. The brown haired man reached out to grab his arm, shaking his head slightly. The situation didn't call for that. Not yet at least.