[If this part of the mission is good for anything, it’s that he’s able to see firsthand what the other people in the cell are capable of. He watches as many matches as he can, taking in the fighting styles of COST, Aranean, and Regency alike, filing it all away for later, as he expects it to be extremely relevant.

He spends most of his time in the holding area, observing the fights, and if you’ve managed to come back with a victory, he’ll offer an affirmative nod.]

Not bad.

[If you’re waiting to fight, or an observer yourself, he’s a little hard to miss. 76 is banged up from his own matches, but doesn't seem like he's very concerned.]

[This is, arguably, what 76 is made for, which means if he’s going to contribute to this mission, it’s going to be in the arena. Fighting Araneans and aliens and Regency agents can’t be any different than some of the battles he fought in the Crisis, and he goes into his fights with that in mind.

He brings a large rifle, but knowing how the Araneans look down on firearms, mostly uses it as a blunt weapon. Whereas he’d needed to use discretion with his enhancements in Gallipoli, so as not to attract unwanted attention, here he allows them to be on full display, moving with a speed and landing hits with a strength uncharacteristic of a man his age, or even a normal human.

However this came to pass, 76 is your partner for this particular fight. Everything about him looks tense, like he’s about a half second away from snapping, and his eyes behind the red visor are trained on the expanse of stadium in front of him. The game plan he offers is minimal, but he’ll be able to refine as soon as the fight starts and they meet the opponent.]

If you can draw their attention, I can get in close and incapacitate them.

[It’s a humiliating loss, all things considered, though realistically 76 knows that the matches can be more luck of the draw than anything else. Still, he’d rather not be stuck on BASE for two weeks, if only becasue he’s vaguely ashamed of blowing it in the one arena where he’s supposed to know what he’s doing.

Not that he’s really thinking about that, stumbling naked out of the stasis pod and promptly spewing black gunk all over the floor. Sorry, were you in the way?

There isn’t much to be done about the situation while he’s recovering, at least, and it’s a small mercy that time isn’t passing back on the mission the same way it’s passing here. Still, he’s restless, and as the days go by and he purges the chemicals out of his system and gets his strength back, 76 takes to his usual training regimen. He’s most easily found in the rec area, venting his frustrations on a punching bag.

The tank top he’s wearing exposes the creep of branches across his shoulder, the marks disappearing under the low cut of the shirt’s front. He’s generally so focused on what he’s doing that he doesn’t stop when someone else enters the room, but eventually he’ll step back, reaching for water and acknowledging anyone who might be watching with a nod and a gesture to the punching bag.]

All yours.

[76 is well aware that his unfortunate demise in the arena was very public--though everyone should know about the revivicator technology, he finds it prudent to at least let people (specifically, his people) know that things are fine, or about as fine as they could be. He's got no idea what he may or may not be walking back into upon his return, even if he's only missing for a few days at most.]

>>FROM: @DIEDHARD
>>TO: @ALL

Should be back in the field soon. Am I missing anything important?

[Anything you want. Hit me up on plurk at whitticus.]