In the city, a small silhouette can be seen flying above the horizon. While it seems to initially do nothing more than survey the town, eventually, the moment disaster strikes, it descends to a spot in the town, its form coming into view.
A pretty cool guy with long, wavy, brown hair, and a stoic expression upon his face. Covering his torso, however, is a cardboard container labled "Gundam", crudely drawn with a black marker. Even so, it appears to have all the qualities of a true Gundam.
Flight, durability, strength, and a worthy pilot.
When he lands, he finds that his favorite coffee shop has been blown up, leaving nothing behind but scraps from the construction. "... No... who could have done this?" As he carefully inspects the nearly-destroyed site, with his expertise, he can easily figure out what had went on. It'd be accurate to say that he may as well have clairvoyance. "These blasts... whoever made them was certainly prepared. Bits of C4 lying everywhere..." He picks up a single bit of the plastic, closely inspecting it with his own naked eyes. "I... I know these fingerprints. They're Tuff forgeter's."
Without another moment passing by, the hero rises into the air and soars above the city, looking desperately for his quarry.
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