[spoiler]Character Bio: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/238812539/0/0/1[/spoiler] [b][i][u]On the Winds of Winter[/u][/i][/b] She was so close. Tatakai was in sight now, a sprawling sphere of life and relative beauty that silently floated amidst the empty blackness of space. This place would be her salvation, a chance to get away from the horrors of her past. Maybe she could forget it all, and simply start a life where the slate would be clean and she would be born anew. But, as fate would have it, it seemed her past would refuse to forget her... A small, worn ship was following her now. [i]Mercenaries,[/i] she thought, [i]Hired by Frontier to either find me and bring me home or kill me. I'm not exactly sure which is worse.[/i] She pulled down hard on a lever, and the ship suddenly veered to the right. It doubled back quickly, firing on the mercenary craft in an effort to at least slow it down. It seemed to be heavily armored, unlike those in which she had encountered before. [i]Great. What do you have military weaponry equipped too?[/i] As a matter of fact, it did. It fired at her immediately, severely damaging her ship in the process. At this point, she knew she had no other choice. It was either go as fast as possible into Tatakai's atmosphere and risk burning up upon re-entry, or get captured and/or die after her ship was completely rendered inoperable. And so, she went with the former, charging towards the planet's surface in hopes to escape the craft. It fired again, and she felt more and more of her ship begin to crumble. All she could do now was to hope she would survive the crash... ----------------------------------- [url=http://example.com]Dojoville Ruins, Late-Afternoon[/url] A burning ship fell out of the sky like a meteor, crash landing violently at the edges of the city. The burning crater of metal and earth the incident left behind was almost a spectacle. Then, in the midst of the wreckage, a lone pilot in some sort of exosuit crawled out of it. She seemed fine, but not unscathed by such an impact. After trudging her way through the city and ascended the path, it was already dusk. Light flurries of snow were falling, with a certain grace not to be seen with other weather, as she made her way toward the Dojo's gates. The woman took off her helmet, marveling at the snow as if she had never seen it before, and went to the door. She hesitated, lightly knocking in response. "Hello," she said weakly yet directly, "My name is Caroline Winter. And I would like to enter your Dojo." She simply collapsed onto the ground, pressed up against a wall as she began to laugh... [spoiler]Open! First post, first character! And yes, I would like to take the test as soon as possible.[/spoiler]