*The woman wore an odd assortment of equipment. Shadow is clad in a suit with plates of what looked to be like a dark steel, but yet left her unhindered in movement. On her head rested a sombrero, which had appeared somehow when Lucian had looked away from her. On her waist rested a belt with two holsters holding two different revolvers. One was large and quite bulky, having two barrels. The other was oddly painted the colors of the rainbow. Lucian could see, however, that she had several knives within easy access on her person, under her armor. She grinned as she felt his eyes on her, knowing what he was doing.* "The Dojo was built by a great warrior to be a place for other warriors to gather. Wether it be to train, learn, or relax from the horrors of the outside world. A safe haven, if you will."