Standing along the edge, at the rim of the plateau, a familiar figure materializes from the grid. The blue energy of the grid crackles and dissipates around him to reveal a long black coat flapping open gently in the breeze. Underneath a glimpse of a dark pin striped suit, black shoes with a mirror shine, and opaquely tinted black sunglasses to top off the expensive looking ensemble. His head turns slowly as he scans the city of Old Athen from the high vantage point, eyes invisibly moving behind the dark glasses across the land scape, taking in once familiar sights. A strange sense of comfort rolls over him, his muscles seem to relax and his body releases some tension still held in.
He moves his hands slowly, watching the Nano-bots in front of him begin to form, slowly the blue energy embraces his body and welcomes him back home.
Fixerben returns to the grid.
