[i]And thus...the duelist herself arrived. Clad in her outfit consisting of an olive green longcoat with a plain white shirt and handkerchief protruding protruding from the outfit's neckpiece, the five foot seven foot tall, twenty-four year old woman made her way to the courtyard, her dark leather boots laced up to her shins, while her tight pans were a light brown. The woman's left hand was hidden away by a thin metallic gauntlet, while her right hand was completely cybernetic, an augmentation presented as a gift to her by a rather familiar cowboy. The woman's belt wrapped around her waist tightly, and held a sharpened silver and steel rapier alongside a loaded 9mm pistol. As for her physical features, one could say that she was attractive. She was athletically thin, with an hourglass posture and a slight amount of muscle. Her skin was slightly tanned, her lips a light pinkish. The woman's cheekbones were high yet shallow, her face angular and her ears and nose small. The woman's hair was braided back, her hair resting onto her back, although some of her dirty blonde hair remained in her coffee brown eyes. A grin of apparent joy slowly crossed her face: Finally, something...exciting. Ren was truly excited about the whole ordeal, to say the least. She was just waiting... [/i]