“[b]Well, seems like I’m kinda the odd one out in a place like this.[/b]” Eddie gestured at his surroundings, indicating that he too felt that he was the only normal person in this odd, odd place. To find someone who was also a human, much less someone who looked about his age, was an incredible relief. Eddie don’t exactly wear designer, but he seemed fairly well off, with black jeans and a grey t-shirt that seemed of good quality. He was in good shape, which certainly helped him to carry his massive bags from the starport. “[b]I’m Eddie, Eddie Tobias. Nice to meet you man.[/b]” He shrugs his right shoulder to fix his duffle-bag’s position, and then extends his arm to shake.

"Glen Rider." Glen took Eddie's hand and firmly shook it before releasing. "Yeah, it's weird how normal to us is weird and out of place here. I mean, damn the technology here is insane. I need to try and get my hands on it as soon as possible. For the first time in my life I'm falling behind."

“[b]Word man, this place is jacked with some cool tech. Hopefully I’ll be able to get my hands on some new toys while I’m here.[/b]” Eddie glanced down at his wrist, where he had a holographic watch issuing directions, presumably to his hotel. He turned it off with a press of a button, and then looked back up at Glen. “[b]Back home, there hasn’t been much innovation in the past few years. All the conflicts going on and such. Maybe we’ll be able to make some cool shit here instead.[/b]”

"Where I come from the conflict has only caused technology to advance faster. Wars cause progress, man. How do you think I can afford to look this good? Profiting on war. It's honestly rather easy if you're smart enough to stay ahead." Glen shrugged. "I always keep the coolest stuff to myself though."

"[b]Well, military tech's certainly improved in the past few years, but that's only because we fell under the rule of a militaristic dictator.[/b]" Eddie shrugged, as if the statement was a simple fact of life. "[b]That being said,[/b]" he continued, "[b]I also keep some stuff for myself. It's not much, but I've been working to combine some of my dad's old spec-ops gear with riot gear; something that's high-tech and stealthy, but also able to incapacitate. That's why I came to the Dojo: to build, and to train.[/b]"

"Same reasons, man. I wanted to get my hands on what I've seen here and better myself. The guy I had to fight to get in here honestly wasn't that strong though....What was his name? Tesuto? I dunno. It was a samurai looking fellow." Glen cracked his back and began to walk. "Why don't we take a little stroll? Or are you heading straight to where you're staying?"