<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/zxHvvH6.png)</div>Name: Nathaniel Faulkner<br/>Time:  Day 1 Morning<br/>Location: Ecchi Island Reception Center and Docks/Gates<br/>Tagging: Open<br/>Notes/Warning: Intro<br/><hr/><br/>The ride by boat to Ecchi Island was smooth and otherwise uneventful for those who had decided to take the boat there rather than providing their own transportation. It was a bit longer, but that just gave those traveling a bit longer to think, enjoy the sunlight, and to prepare for their arrival. That was what Nathaniel was doing as he leaned against the front railing of the boat.<br/><br/>Of course one could consider this to be just a vacation, but for those in his line of work it was never quite that easy. Even if he was being sent somewhere simply because he had done a good job, there was always an ulterior motive. He had just found out what tat motive was actually, but it didn't worry him in the slightest as his hair was rustled by the wind. He was good at his job, and he would accomplish the task here with the same level of professionalism that he gave everything else. He wasn't the only one  on the boat who'd been invited, but for the moment he held himself a bit aloof. There would be time to get to know all the guests soon enough, and to identify persons of interest.<br/><br/>As the ship moved to dock, his gaze was drawn upwards as a fighter soared overhead, transforming into a giant robot to land on the beach. Nathaniel had been informed that that would be the case, and he knew that others would be arriving from other worlds as well. People with magic, maybe even what they would consider monsters. It was going to make for an interesting assignment, that was for sure.<br/><br/>Picking up his suitcase, Nathaniel moved forward with everyone else disembarking the boat once it had docked. He followed along into the main building, handing his suitcase off to one of the staff when requested. They could handle it, and he was confident they wouldn't find any of his equipment. He didn't feel bad about parting with it either, since he had plenty of weapons left in the suit he was wearing, in addition to his usual skills.<br/><br/>An eyebrow rose at the various pictures that marked their arrival, but he made no comment on it. He knew what he was getting into from the briefing. Instead he looked around the arrival room, moving to get a drink before beginning to mingle. For the moment he would just observe before making his next move. He wanted to get a feel of the crowd, and there was plenty of time to work with. Why not take it easy?