JAIF

OOC: I always liked nr. 7 =/

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The sound of a pair of leather sandals would attract little-to-no attention in a place like the premises of the grand building where the registration process of the biggest fighting event of the world was hosted, as would the - rather tall, admittedly - woman in the dark brown cloak. Her golden straight hair reached up to her waist, but the most defining characteristic would be the dark blindfold across her eyes.

Whether she was actually blind or not, she had little trouble navigating her way through the crowd, elegantly sliding between possible wanna-be contestants and just random onlookers - none of which had the courtesy to make way for a disabled woman. What she was looking for in that place was unclear - while her clothing had the ragged look of a beggar's, something in her posture said otherwise. Even then, she drew quite a number of startled looks on her when she slid through the broad arch into the large building where the contestants submitted their registrations.

Once inside the confines of the large structure, she maneouvered around with the same ease as outside, reaching the large statue underneath which the stand with the sign-up scroll stood. Once she reached that spot, she glanced around, seemingly unsure of what to do. Then her blindfolded eyes stopped on the giant blue-skinned shark-man, who stood just nearby.

"Excuse me, kind sir." She offered to the Akatsuki member in a charming voice, a smile brightening her face. "Could you please fill in the form for me? As you can see, I'm having some difficulties..." She pointed to her blindfold.

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OOC: Yeah, using Galatea, from Claymore.