(Farrah gazes up at the mansion before her. She sighs deeply and steps forward. A sudden cold breeze begins to stir the strands of her hair as she stands before the door. She inhales deeply and hastily rings the doorbell. Just as she presses the button, the door creaks open. She quickly steps back and tilts her head in bemusement. A tall slender man becomes visible to her as the light hits him.)

Farrah: "Uh oh, I've been expected."

(Not forgetting her manners, Farrah takes a quick bow, then peeks up at the man.)

Walter: "Ah yes, Miss Farrah, I presume? Sir Integra is waiting for you upstairs in her office."

(Walter returns the bow and raised his arm, pointing towards the stairs.)

Farrah: "Thank you, Sir, but…"

(She glances behind her to where her belongings lay.)

Walter: "You need not worry. I shall take care of those for you."

(Farrah clasps her hands together in front of her and shrugs.)

Farrah: "T–thank you."

(Farrah slowly steps into the mansion and takes a brief look around the room. The further inside she comes, the more tense she becomes. She keeps feeling a strong chill go down her spine. As she starts up the stairs, she pauses and turns her head towards the strong aura that has pulled her in. She can only see a shadowy corner. She focuses upon it, and soon she can see a set of six bright red eyes emerge. Her breathing becomes quick and frightened, but the once she blinked, the eyes disappeared. Thinking for a slight second, she shakes her head and rubs her forehead. She continues her way up and approaches the front doors of her mistress' office. She opens it a small amount and peeks inside.

Farrah: (Mumbling softly.) "Lady Integra?"

Integra: (Her eyes meet Farrah's. She smiles firmly and removes the cigar from her lips.)

Integra: "Come in and sit."

(Farrah shuffles quickly to one of the chairs in front of Integral's desk. She sits up straight and rests her hands on the tops of her thighs.)

Integra: "Well now, I suppose we should get you suited here. First of all, I would prefer it that you addressed me as Sir Integra. I have taken the time and thought of taking you under my wing. I shall educate you on the most vital information you will need to know. You will be taken care of here, and discipline will be enforced. The sake of this organization will soon lie in your hands. Keep that in mind. You will learn how to use both swords and firearms. But… for now, all you need to do is get settled down and become acquainted with the estate. Also, remember to get up early for your daily lesson."

(She pauses.)

"Any questions?"

(Farrah's eyes become wide and glossy from sudden anxiety. Her breath staggers, and she looks down into her lap. She shakes her head slowly towards Integra.)

Farrah: "N–no Sir Integra. Thank you."

(Integra's face loses its grateful kindness, and hardened and becomes serious.)

Integra: "Go on. Walter will show you to your room."

Farrah: "Yes…"

(Farrah goes off as quickly as possible, pausing only to give Integra a slight bow. She makes her way to meet up with Walter in the hallway.)

Walter: (Motions to the door.) "Here, Miss, are your quarters. I can see you won't have a hard time putting everything in order."

(He carries in the last of her luggage and leaves.)

(Farrah gives half a smirk to Walter as he leaves. Once alone, she shrugs then narrows her eyes at her reflection in the mirror. She glares at herself for a moment.)

Farrah: (Sighs.) "What is this…?"