[i]Thus, she did arrive. Irina was worried, though. Why the hell did they want her? Sure, she was an enemy of the Dojo. Sure, she was hated by the New Californian Republic, Caesar's Legion, the Executioners, the Dight Legion, the Clones, Sandello's mafia, the Dojo in general...[/i] [i]But she would come, nonetheless.[/i] [i]Arriving in her typical garb consisting of a tricorne pointed hat with a pigeon feather protruding from the end, her dark grey longcoat, bloodied shirt, neck handkerchief, and buttoned up gauntlets with laced up boots, Irina slowly came into the camp, a katana-like sword in her right and a small knife-like dagger in her left, while a pistol rested at her side.[/i]