[spoiler]Athena.[/spoiler] [i]Someone that the soldier was familiar with arrived within the courtyard, someone that loved Athena rather dearly. That "someone" was Irina. The Vileblood's strikingly pale, angular face turned towards Athena, her light blue eyes lighting up with happiness as she made her way over to the woman. She was not in her typical garb, not today. Instead of the dark grey jacket or tricorne leather hat, Irina bore a stainless suit of cold steel armor, sunlight reflecting off of its shining surface. She bore leggings and gauntlets similar to this, and the only cloth on her other than the black fabric covering the joints was a dark red cape depicting an ancient symbol upon it, hanging from her left shoulder. Irina did not bear a helmet, while her long light blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail. Grinning at Athena as she approached, her Chikage, a curved katana-like sword, and Evelyn, a long-barreled flintlock pistol, were the only two weapons that she had on her at the moment. Other than that...she had none. Irina waved at Athena, walking over to the soldier rather quietly. [/i]