A new face walks up to the gates of the dojo. A man in a black coat, with a ring hanging from his neck, and a silver plated revolver at his hip. "This looks like the place..." A masked woman appeared beside him in a gout of flame. Judging by the sharp eyes, tapered ears, and overall presence, it was safe to assume that she wasn't human. "[i]Why exactly are we here?[/i]" "I wanted to check the place out." (Open.)