[i]And so, the Vileblood waited.[/i] [i]The freezing winds covered the land of Tatakai as November settled in, the previously green leaves turning into a crinkled dark brown, falling to the ground as the wind pushed them, where gravity would lead them to the frozen ground. Waiting within one of the courtyards of the Dojo itself, standing in front of Courtyard A2's cherry blossom was a woman, her face pointed calmly towards a list of the names of all members that had fallen. [/i] [i]A gloved hand covered one name in particular. "Daniel", from the looks of it. The woman withdrew the hand, letting out a sigh of what sounded like disappointment. Clad away in a thin dark leather longcoat, white buttoned up shirt and a pair of leather pants, a brown and velvet cape protruded from the left shoulder of the woman's outfit as a handkerchief protruded from her neckpiece. Her laced up leather gloves and dirty black boots had been tightened, a black tricorne hat sitting upon a head of platinum blonde hair tied back in a long ponytail. Both of her crystal blue eyes were locked onto the other names, her thin lips contorting into a frown as she read them quietly.[/i] [i]Sheathed at her side was a satchel containing a large assortment of goods, alongside a decorated brass sheath for a sword and a holster that held a wooden and steel long-barreled style flintlock, locked and loaded for combat. Resting within her coat was the handle belonging to a lightsaber, one that seemed rather prized to the woman.[/i] [i]Irina waited. She didn't know why...but she did. She wasn't violent or angry or depressed...but in fact, emotionless. Collected. Yet...ready to break loose.[/i] (Open to all. Chat, fight, I dunno.)