A dark-haired man, dressed almost head to toe in black body armor, looked up a statue that looked marginally like himself. In one hand it held a weapon very much like the sidearm currently holstered to his side. In the other, as if offered up to the sky, was a disembodied robot arm.

Perched magnificently on his shoulder, wings spread, was a statuesque metal parrot.

"How did they roll these things out so fast?" Zouichi asked, frowning rather critically at his own likeness. It clearly didn't look anything like him. Why, he hadn't even gotten to keep that robot arm! But they had done an excellent job capturing Alan. Very lifelike.