[b]The cold rumble of the wheels against the road signaled the approaching figure, donning a black suit of armor and a holographic interface... Damien Lordan.[/b] [b]He had heard of this place... Forgotten in time and space... A relic between the old warriors and divine specs of stardust that guided his life... Probably too deep a thought, but he got metaphorical when he was interested.[/b] [b]He revved the engine of his sleek white motorcycle, stopping at the foreground before the awe-inspiring gates of the dojo. Rail-Sniper at his back... Swords at his hips. His interface buzzed like an angry hive as it observed the surroundings. He was ready... Ready for anything... Sorta. Just as much as his bullets could handle.[/b] [spoiler]Open for testing! Or interaction if that's what you want to do.[/spoiler]