[i]The duelist Ren responded with a grin of her own, alongside a deep bow towards the young man that had entered the courtyard. After rising up from her bow, she began making her way over to him, eyeing the sword at his side with apparent interest before looking into his blue died with her own brown ones. [/i] "[b]Salut![/b] I believe that we have not met? I am Ren. Tis a pleasure, monsieur...?" [i]She placed her cybernetic hand on her side, awaiting the name of the young man in a rather eager manner. Ren was just this happy, really. Seriously.[/i]