[i]"The Lonely One" Outside Dojoville, A Random Field[/i] A field...simply full of flowers. Different types, forms, and colors of said flowers. A young woman, most likely around 25, was smelling them. You'd think she'd enjoy being in a peaceful field like this, trying to be somewhat distant from the other members of the Dojo. In reality, she hated it. The only reason she was even there in the first place would probably be because there was nowhere else she could've gone...least in her mind. Then again, Sun-Rei's mind was only full of wanting to burn her enemies and watching them turn into ash and dust. Which would explain the flamethrower attached to her back and the various incendiary grenades attached to her belt. Well, that and the fact that there were hints of old Scorch marks on her clothes, specifically on her vest and brown shirt. Not much on her black jeans, or on her shoes. She was waiting for someone, whether to just enjoy some time with...or perhaps to just burn. [spoiler]Open. :p[/spoiler]