"A pleasure to meet you as well, Doctor Whitewing," the blond then turned her good natured smile on the professionally dressed Asian woman who hadn't spoken yet.<br/><br/>"And you, ma'am.  Might we have the pleasure of you acquaintance?"<br/><br/>At the entry of the redhead, the blond arched an eyebrow at her scandalous attire and her nose went up.  Something deeper and more core to her nature than the superficial vagaries of a churchgoing mother's first commandant stirred in her nature, though.  Her eyes dropped again, meeting the redheads  with infinite blue depths, and for a split instant a warrior acknowledged another warrior.<br/><br/>And then the warrior was buried again under layers of formality and indoctrination, waiting for need or joy to bring her out.