[i]You would not find yourself approached by a Sensei. But rather, an assigned Tester, at that.[/i] [i]The soft clunking of hardened armor would be heard before a fully armored individual would find themselves rising upwards, the plates of structured ceramite practically covering every inch of her body, least until they found her joints: there, it was revealed that links of chainmail covered the joints, whilst couters covered the elbows to still provide armor. Her head would be hidden away by a smooth helmet - instead, a visor of two glassy eyes would stare at you, before moving to the side of the room. She was carrying a duffel bag, of which she sat down and began to fumble through.[/i] "So. Johnathan's your name, right? Guess I'll be.. testing you. Name's Victoria - don't get ridiculous with whatever magic you have, and.. this might actually be fun."