Mina had finally learned her way around the complex, at least for the most part. She was aware of the chaos that had been going on recently, but she couldn't do anything to help. Mina would have liked to be on the front lines to help dispatch the evil goddess, but the only way she would have been of use as a warrior was if she embraced the vampire blood in her veins, and she refused to do that. Though of late, she was becoming less and less motivated to resist her inner nature. She'd lost the last link to her lost love, and now she was in a world separated from the only people she could call friends.
She was sitting on a bench outside the complex, taking in the fresh air. She was dressed from neck to toe in black. She had black boots, a black skirt, black blouse and long black gloves which ended just above her elbows. The only skin visible was her face and part of her neck. Despite being blind, her hair was impeccably done, hanging below her shoulders in rolling curls. Her sightless gaze was focused somewhere on the ground a few feet in front of her. She heard the footsteps coming and she turned her head a bit as she pulled the cane up right so as not to impede the person's path.
"Good morning," she greeted, deciding to attempt to be friendly. She wasn't sure who this person was, but being nice didn't usually end horribly.