[i]As Thanksgiving decorations hung upon the stone walls of the Dojo, a woman, probably not even older than eighteen, walked through the place of combat, humming a slight tune as she grinned ever so happily. It was only natural for Olivia to be jolly at a time such as this.[/i] [i]Deep red hair tied back in a long ponytail, Olivia's electric yellow eyes only glittered as she ended her tune, both of her hands resting within the pockets of a pair of khaki shorts. Upon her body was a white fabric t-shirt, with a carbon black tank-top underneath that. Olivia had no weapons upon her, although a red and white cloth talisman hung at her waist, in the case of violence. She clearly didn't seek a fight, but was willing to combat one if completely necessary.[/i] [i]She began to make her way towards her apartment, where she had some..."surprises"...for the Dojo and its inhabitants.[/i] ((Open for conversations, seeing what Olivia's up to, or totally necessary fights. ASAP: Just assume that Celon's following her, Lmao. I tried making this open for everyone XD.)