[i]A light knock on her window sounded throughout the entire apartment, the sound metallic rather than flesh and bone. The clinking quickly drew her attention, and as she looked around, she noticed a dark green cloaked figure leaning up to the right of her window, smiling and waving. His hood was down, his almost man-like features giving him the visage of an older person, but the teenage looks making him good looking in a way too. The biggest shocker was his left arm; which, in reality, wasn't really there. A sleek bionic replacement was connected from his shoulder down, the life-like bionic painted a gunmetal grey with a coiled red serpent emblazoned on it's shoulder. Though it was the first feature to draw her attention, she eventually surveyed his attire itself; the forest green cloak adorned with golden sigils, and a rather terrifying 1.5m claymore on his back. A Five-Seven, and two kards at his hip. As well as plates of armour underneath his clothing. Although he looked ready to go to war, his smile was undeniable. Even if she didn't want to let him in, he seemed friendly enough.[/i]