[h3][color=crimson]Cyra - Frenzy Fort[/color][/h3][@Lugubrious]

When Indigo turned her gaze to the young girl, Cyra took a step back respectfully. She had to look up at the tall woman before her. Apparently luck was on her side in finding someone that could help her with signing up with Frenzy Plant. Being shuffled inside she shut the door behind them. It hadn't really occurred to her that her garb didn't fit the season. Shinzui was doing its job. More than once Crya took a breath to answer a question but didn't get the chance to respond. A curious woman this one was. 

Holding her tongue she waited for an opportunity to speak. There was a brief pause and once Cyra was sure her guide was finished she spoke up. There was actually quite a lot to cover already so she started simply. [color=crimson]"I guess it was cold out. I didn't really notice to be honest. I forget I look out of place sometimes when I don't dress for the weather."[/color] Not much of an explanation, but the reason behind her resistance would become apparent later. Best not to reveal her hand so quickly. Supposedly this guild did some kind of test or another for joining which was intriguing. 

Whatever the case Indigo opened the opportunity for Crya to introduce herself. To the first question about where she was from she answered fairly simply. [color=crimson]"I am, but I've grown up mostly in Fiore because of my father and grandfather's occupation."[/color] She smiled with some pride, though given her family's role during the last hundred years perhaps she should be cautious. For one second she turned her head to the left and spoke under her breath. [color=crimson]"Shush, we're not here for that."[/color] Glancing back at Indigo she chuckled nervously. [color=crimson]"Sorry. Anyway, my name is Cyra Florentina. It's possible that you've heard that name as it carries with it a less than kind history toward mages in Fiore."[/color] Returning to a more serious tone she stood with a demeanor more befitting a soldier. While it appeared to be a natural thing for her it was odd behavior, and somewhat adorable, given her age. Placing a hand gently on the Kashira (pommel) of her blade she drew attention to it. [color=crimson]"This has been passed down in my family for generations and each owner has always been a warrior. I am very proud of that heritage and wish to continue that tradition. As for my reason for pursuing a guild of this structure, it suits Shinzui and I."[/color]

Returning to a more relaxed stance Cyra awaited a response. The girl seemed to have a particular duality to her. Acting much older for her age but clearly still having a youthful side that tended to flip flop back and forth. Something was up but Cyra hasn't really explained much on that front. She also mentioned Shinzui, someone she clearly knew, but failed to explain who or the meaning behind it. Then again a learned individual of the crusades might recognize the blade in correlation to the Florentina name.