originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]After the girl had yelled out her request to get inside of the place of combat, the massive wooden and metal doors creaked, and began to slowly, but steadily, open up. Her pathway was completely clear, except for the one standing in her way. [/i]
[i]The figure was a female, standing straight and talk at a height of six foot three inches, her body athletically thin and with an hourglass posture. The woman had slight curves, nothing that would stand out or draw too much attention. Her clothing consisted of a dark leather longcoat, with a recently cleaned white fabric shirt completed with a handkerchief protruding from its stylish neckpiece. She had style, to say the least. A brown and velvet red cape had been cast upon her left shoulder, slightly tattered yet clearly cared for over the years. The pants to the outfit appeared to be leather, alongside the laced up combat boots and gauntlets that she bore.[/i]
[i]The woman's face was unique, to say the least. Angular and sharp, her cheeks were high yet shallow, while her mouth was contorted into a slight grin. The woman's face was amazingly pale, practically the color of snow, while her eyes were crystalline blue. Her platinum blonde hair was tied back in a long ponytail, as a black leather tricorne hat sat upon her head, complete with a pure white pigeon feather.[/i]
[i]The only weapon that the woman bore was concealed in a long brass sword sheath, and while the handle protruded from its holster, so did a secondary weapon; a sharp, serrated dagger appeared to protrude from the end of the handle, while it looked as if it could be broken off from whatever the main weapon was. An interesting sword, to say the least. [/i]
[u]"So you're the one yelling, right?"[/u]
[i]Irina had just recently joined the Dojo, aligned herself with the NCR and became a tester, but she doubted she had to test this girl. She didn't mind; it was necessary to do so at times. Irina spoke with a calm voice filled with serenity, yet also complimented with an Italian accent. It was an interesting combination.[/i]
[u]"...And yes. This is the Dojo, place of learning and combat...I guess you seek entrance, then? You're definitely armed and prepped, I can respect that. Nothing too crazy."[/u]
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"Yes..that's me." [i] She said, steadily and confidently, but in a lower tone. She shrugged the backpack over her shoulder and pulled up the line of her dress a bit, her..ample cleavage didn't help her much though. [/i] "And, uh, I've never actually been in a fight. It's my dad's sword he gave me." [i] She said with a shrug, walking forward towards Irina and the opened gates.[/i] "I'm Eve." [i] She said with a cheery smile, extending her small hand in greeting. Her fingernails were painted a bright yellow.[/i]
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[i]The Vileblood's slight grin widened as Eve drew closer, while her gloved hand reached out and clasped the young girl's hand with a firm, yet soft grip. Irina didn't mind too much about how the girl's supposed inexperience with the bladed weapon; what mattered to her was that she had the courage to come to this place, and hopefully try to learn from the inhabitants here.[/i] [u]"Irina. It's a pleasure to meet you, Eve. Just a quick question, but would you happen to know anyone here on a personal level? Perhaps a family or friend? Just wondering."[/u]
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"No." [i] She shook her head, glancing past Irina into the town, but looking back at her and withdrawing her hand, placing them at her sides.[/i] "Why do you ask?"
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[u]"Usually, people don't get tested if they know someone, but..."[/u] [i]For her own reasons, Irina didn't glimpse back, keeping her eyes upon Eve as she kept speaking. [/i] [u]"...Doesn't matter too much. If you want to be tested, it's fine. Then again, this place pretty much lets in everyone."[/u]
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Edited by Will: 11/14/2016 12:58:14 AM"Uh, I'd rather not." [i] She says with a nervous laugh, scratching the back of her neck sheepishly.[/i] "I just kinda need somewhere to stay, if they have that here."
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[u]"Oh. That's fine too. I hope it is, anyway."[/u] [i]Irina wasn't particularly sure if people could simply live within the Dojo - but she didn't mind too much. She smirked slightly about Eve's nervous laughter though, as if she found amusement within it.[/i]
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Edited by Will: 11/14/2016 3:11:04 AM"I'm gonna hopefully go find somewhere to eat first though..care to join me Irina?" [i] She questions, tilting her head slightly in question with a smile[/i]
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[u]"Eh. Sure, I'll come along. Thanks."[/u] [i]The woman clearly didn't have anything better to do, and that was the honest truth; Irina had nothing to do, other than to hunt down some of the Legion's soldiers for Grant and the NCR. She didn't mind coming alongside Eve for a quick bite though.[/i]
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[i] Eve wandered aimlessly in a random direction, until they came to a small cafe. They went inside, where it was set up like a classic '50's diner, lots of silver and red and blue. They sat down at a booth, where a waitress promptly asked them what they'd like to drink.[/i] "A water's fine." [i] She replied.[/i]
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[u]"Pepsi's fine. If you have any."[/u] [i]Irina spoke with a calm, collected voice - although it was almost a whisper. Evident by now, she wasn't the biggest socializer, and was surprised that people didn't go into a panic due to her very presence.[/i]
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"Yep, sure." [i] The waitress left and came back with two glasses, setting them on the table.[/i] "I'll let you guys sit and think on what to order, I'll be back." [i] She smiled and left, Eve taking a sip through a straw of her ice water.[/i] "So, Irina, are you Italian?" [i] She says, tilting her head slightly in question. [/i]
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[i]Irina murmured a slight "Thanks" to the waitress, sipping ever so slightly from the glass of Pepsi she had. Both of her light blue eyes found themselves upon Eve, before she sat down the drink and smirked a little. [/i] [u]"Italian descent, yes. Something about family moving from Italy from a while back, then heading off to Yharnam. Y'know, Irina is a Russian name. Sorta ironic."[/u]