[b][u]Dojoville | 0814 hours[/u][/b] [i]The sun was already decently high in the ruined town of Dojoville, the temperature already warm, but not quite blazing yet. Not a single cloud was in sight; the sky was an unending expanse of blue, with a hint of orange beneath where the sun rose. A howling wind blew from the west as two figures entered the ruins. They were of similar height, around 5'10. There was one male, and one female; the male appeared Caucasian, while the female was South Indian. The male wore a thin, skintight black suit that hugged his torso. His legs donned an electric blue exoskeleton, which was basically an extra set of mechanical limbs that hugged the outside and back of his legs. Attached to his left leg was a compound crossbow, hanging by its grip. On his back were two things; a quiver, filled with hardlight arrows, each with some kind of symbol on them, and a compound longbow. The man loosely held a compound short bow in his left hand, which was covered in a black leather glove. Each of the bows was black with an electric blue grip, cams, and bow sight. The man himself had shaggy, black hair, and bright blue eyes. The female, on the other hand, donned a full exosuit designed like a knight's armor. It was gunmetal grey, sleek and lightweight, for an exosuit. At each side of her hips was a weapon; on her left side was a mace, two and a half feet in length. It was entirely black, the spike ball at the end of the mace a foot in diameter. On her right side was a plasmatic pistol, its grip black, the top of its barrel white, and the bottom a sky blue. On her back was a three feet long sword, sheathed in a jet black case. It seemed to radiate heat, probably a contributing factor as to why it was in a case. The woman herself had brown hair that was cut short to look almost boyish, and dark brown eyes.[/i] "Hey, Cora," [i]The man spoke suddenly. His accent was indiscernible; it sounded like a little bit of everything, every Earthen accent, anyway.[/i] "HQ said that Jeckle and Fi would be joining us later. You know when?" "Within the week, Caz," [i]The woman, Cora, responded; her accent sounded more British.[/i] "They said to expect 'em around Saturday on Earth, which is... five days from now." "And this is the rendezvous location?" [i]The man, Caz, asked, looking around at the town.[/i] "Doesn't sit very well for me." "Me neither," [i]Cora agreed.[/i] "Anyways, let's get to know some of the locals while we wait. See what we can learn."[spoiler]Open for interaction.[/spoiler]