[hider=impressions]The large man, dressed head to toe in clothing, which style was impressive. Naja could imagine some serious muscles beneath all that. She looked forward to seeing how he would fight, if he could use that body effectively. It did concern her a bit how he’d sounded when his mouth opened, but he had understood Eve well enough. Should not be a problem.

There were two other women here, both of similar height but that’s where the similarities ended. One was wrapped in head to toe in cloth, hiding herself, yet despite that her voice and mannerism was peppy. Did she have something to hide? Now that she considered it, did the resident giant? … Naja was not the kind to delve into what others might be hiding if they’d like to keep it hidden. Regardless, she sounded confident. Hm. Were she going to fight in that? That’d be a sight.

The other one was… troubling. She’d come in sleepy and unaware, and her mannerism left something to be desired. However, Naja had caught a glimpse of those scars, and that body showed promise. Hm. Alright, Naja was left simply hoping she’d perform well when put to the test, and not be… annoying.

Next was another woman. Lots of women here, huh. Could be Eve’s preference. It would annoy Naja somewhat if she had sacrificed potential power to assemble a team of women, but it hadn’t sounded like it. Then she spoke… … Wait. … No? Not a woman? Huh. Still, those sure were some formal words. Ninja, huh. Naja hoped that smaller body hid some magnificent skill.

Last was the Japanese male among them, elfin perhaps but definitely male. As expected of one from his origin, he was polite and controlled, and his English was like a native. Made her wonder, really. Still. Sword, huh. She looked forward to how he’d perform. And, of course, she was intending to perform well herself before all these other fighters.[/hider]

Naja nodded as she was addressed by Eve. She also acknowledged that numbers did, in fact, mean something, but it just meant you had to be smart about it. [color=ffb75e]‘… If they control this much of the city then they’ve got the money to hire strong fighters. If they aren’t challenges themselves, they’ll bring some as soon as we start tearing them apart,’[/color] Naja stated as she stood up, her back straight as she turned to look at the rest. 

[color=ffb75e]‘Well met, Kiyoshi,’[/color] Naja told the blade-wielder, idly wondering if he had methods to avoid killing. It was a problem Naja’d have to struggle with herself, on their own her blows had more than enough strength to end lives, but for a weapon-wielder? Then, there was Light… who wasn’t human. Naja blinked at her a bit in surprise at this revelation, though didn’t make any sounds. After having processed her a bit, she came to the conclusion that was entirely fine. [color=ffb75e]‘It’s nice to meet you, Light,’[/color] she replied. Then… the other woman. Llexe. A single word. It’d do. Actually, Naja respected the woman’s efficiency. If talking wasn’t her strong point, then getting it over with without a fuzz was admirable. [color=ffb75e]‘Llexe,’[/color] Naja said, simply to affirmate that she had heard and approved. Then she prepared to speak herself.

[color=ffb75e]‘I am Naja, tireuse of savate and practitioner of baji quan, as well as wielder of mechanized strength. I’m skilled and strong, no need to look out for me unless our enemies are on the same level. If any of you are interested in sparring to get to know each other better, then I’m willing to try you out when we have free time. … We’ll get by alright,’[/color] she told the last specifically as Light bounced by, somewhat unimpressed by her attitude but it was overall harmless. She got a handshake from a metal hand, no problem. A small instinct to perform the natural Swiss greeting went through Naja’s mind, though she suppressed it. It wasn’t a thing in the states, after all. Maybe if they got to know each other better. Maybe.