Still enjoying the passing fantasy of a calm life, even if Zerori would always enjoy the rough and tumble danger of her chosen profession, she was broken from her reverie with the call of a familiar voice and turned in their direction to see Maycair floating in the air with a new set of clothes, a power that the hybrid woman could sense was higher the last time she’d met her and confidence that had bound up so high Zerori was wondering if she’d nearly called a stranger to her aid. The smile on her face widened at the question, Zerori standing up from the ledge slowly as she took in the changes, “It has, and holy shit it looks like you’ve also been busy!” The difference between May then and now was like night and day and Zerori was beyond curious to know what she had been up to! Last she’d heard, Mayfair had business on Vegeta. To the mention of the rumors, however…

While her mood wasn’t too dampened at the mention, Zerori did wince just a bit before giving a diverting shrug, “It’s been, uh… busy. The result of said business MIGHT have something to do with my increase in strength,” For good measure (and to possibly distract Maycair) Zerori flexed pointedly while posturing with a grin. She couldn’t sense beyond Maycair current strength since she didn’t even know that she was Weighted up like Zerori was with her suit but she just wasn’t the type to miss out on a chance to showboat.

At the mention of them getting the show on the road, Zerori quickly abandoned her vanity and found herself excitedly clenching her fists at her sides, “For the first time in my life, YEAH! I am fuckin’ READY to go to hell! Hah,” She brought a hand up to her face, laughing, “That will never not be funny to me,” She mumbled in her mirth. “Okay, okay,” Zerori chanted, calming herself down before hopping up into the air to follow Maycair, “Aight, so how we gonna do this?” Zerori would animatedly question, her hands gesturing impatiently, “You want me to just repeat what you do or somethin’? Wait, are there magic words and shit? I mean- pft, even if there isn’t I will ABSOLUTELY just make up some magic words. It’s actually, like, a thing I’ve been workin’ on with my whole theme and stuff,” Zerori gestured to her armor, choosing at that moment to materialize her helmet on her face for effect.

On one hand, she knew that this was probably a really difficult and seriou matter for Maycair and in truth… Zerori was also nervous about just how big this was going to be. She needed to do something to lighten the mood, however and she never did lack a sense of humor. Still, more calmly and sounding a bit vulnerable, Zerori would admit to Maycair, “Sorry, by the way. Just-... Very nervous. Very anxious. I’m not exactly in my element once we get there.”

Zerori listened to the warning of what they might face, cocking an interested eyebrow up at the idea of a veritable army potentially wanting to maim or swindle her. The first one she could understand if the denizens of Hell were really so bloodthirsty, but swindle? If dead people actually thought there were things of value to steal off of each other, Zerori wondered if there was anything of value in Hell that she could make off with. While it was an idea to consider, Zerori put that thought to the wayside as Maycair explained her own methods for traveling between the living and dead dimensions.While Zerori was bummed out that it didn’t actually take reciting any hocus pocus, the methodology was almost comforting as it reminded her of the calming guidance she could recall from her mother when she’d taught her what little magic Zerori knew.

“Words to remember feelings. Got it,” Zerori parroted with a nod, throwing her arms forward and backward in an effort to loosen herself up and possibly attempt trying it herself. However, Maycair had given her a pat on the arm in an attempt to reassure Zerori before the mercenary was exhaling through her mouth and physically feeling herself relax. Moments later, seeing Maycair literally peel back the fabric of space and time with her bare hands, Zerori would gape at what lay on the other side of the ‘doorway’ before giving the blue-tinted woman a look of shock and awe. The following snappy response Maycair gave was all Zerori needed to snap her mouth shut with a wry grin and laugh as she took a few confident steps forward, “You’re enjoying this more than you let on, aren’t you?” Before she paused for all but a moment and stepped through.

What she saw beyond what little view the rip had given her was… dizzyingly strange. From her place with one foot stepped through the portal and the other slowly following suit, there were odd structures like mountains of spikes and pools of what she assumed was either red water, blood or even lava. Things were also very very yellow, including the sky which boasted of a plethora of yellow clouds. Lastly there seemed to be trees, which was an oddly normal thing to see in Hell, that littered the area.

Zerori cocked her head curiously at everything before she turned to where Maycair was, likely stepping through her own portal, “Not gonna lie. I was expecting more fire and brimstone and less… wh-whatever this is,” Zerori gestured awkwardly toward the world around her, stuttering a bit from being so out of her element. Still, by the look of what she assumed were inhabitants of Hell approaching them, Zerori and Maycair were soon about to be the lucky recipients to a possible mugging. AND, just like Maycair had suggested, Zerori put on a facade of confidence before turning her body to them completely in preparation for a fight.

Except it… didn’t turn out that way. As what appeared to be two ogre approached, only significantly shorter than the other, a confusing realization that they looked intrigued and excited had Zerori glanced at Maycair with confusion.

“Visitors from the living world, right?!?” The shorter one aske, practically bouncing on his heels “What’s the occasion?!”

... The fuck?

Zerori could tell by the way Maycair kept herself guarded that the idea of a ‘welcoming party’ wasn’t very welcoming at all. Still, her sarcasm as she answered their questions was enough of a clue that they were hardly in any danger - yet. As casually as possible for Maycair, she questioned the two on their motives to approach them and it was the taller one of the two that seemed to get the clue, “O-OH! We’re actually not here to cause trouble! Nope! We’re here to, uh…!” For a moment, the Demons looked to each other for guidance at the same time before they both spoke simultaneously - with opposing answers! “-Give advice!” “-Keep the peace!” And just like that, they looked back at each other with a look of condemnation. SOMEONE forgot the memo and Zerori didn’t think it was possible to witness it applying to both of the Demons.

It was at this moment that Zerori had felt the discrete nudge to her shoulder and gave a soft ‘ugh’ before muttering, “Nah, yeah, hear you loud and clear,” Before she looked at the both of them, “Look, we’re kind of in a hurry so you mind just-... welcoming someone else next time they come along?” It’s not that she wasn’t curious about what they had in mind (she never passed up on a chance to kick some ass… typically) but both her and Maycair were on a mission.

However, it seemed these two didn’t exactly understand the concept of ‘No’ and (as expected) Zerori’s apparent dismissal of their benevolent intentions had their tones changing almost dizzyingly quickly, “Sorry, but this is a-” “-One time offer!” The two completed each other’s sentences - their previous blunder nowhere in sight as they stood up straighter and with more confidence. Oh yeah. Definitely a shake-down. Well, it certainly beat waiting around to see what Hell really was like!

Tossing Maycair a half-assed look of apology, Zerori gave a shrug, “No time like the present to exercise lesson 1, right?” And it was with a powerful but controlled effort that Zerori had allowed her demonic to bleed out in a malicious display as she turned her gaze back to the two. Already, she’d anticipated that they were going to change their tune rather quickly but just in case she needed to ‘put the nail in the coffin’ - Zerori stepped intimidatingly toward the two as her eyes flared dangerously red for a moment. “Consider this a final warning, then. Not. Interested.”

At first, it appeared as if they were going to resist - possibly calling her out on the whims of a bluff? - before the smaller of the two seemed to see some sense and pushed the taller one back. “LOUD AND CLEAR! LOUD AND CLEAR!” Though, while that seemed to douse any desire they had to try and jump them, they hadn’t quite fucked off yet and Zerori crossed both her arms impatiently.