As the saying went, all good things came to an end. A TV show you binge-watched because you had no self-control, the ice cream that was just too good or in Zerori’s case: avoiding work. Not that she hated her job, of course, but when the piss was taken out of her while out and about upon the icy mountains of the north with Liari… all Zerori wanted to do was stay somewhere warm and sign documents for the next six hours Thankfully, the avalanche was just barely missed her little camp and she was able to bring back from interesting rocks that had the WEIRDEST fucking metallurgy readings.

Her generous informant that was still anonymous to this day was practically a prophet with how many locations in the north these weird scrap metal readings there were. Something definitely lived there and the secrets to their elementally-resistant technology were her’s crack.

If she could stay awake long enough to get some progress done, that is. Sitting at her desk in her apartment, Zerori arched her back with a wide yawn before cracking her neck with a groan, “Damn, what time is it?” She sniffed, looking at the computer in front of her to see that it was hardly past three in the afternoon. “Fuck, and I still have to wait for the scan to finish,” She grumbled, looking to the side at the device that slowly fed information about the odd pieces of metal she found into her computer while she worked on budgets.

By the numbers on the screen that read a scan progress of 43%, Zerori knew it was time to bounce for a while, “Yep. Time to check out that Noodle Place down the street before I fuckin' die,” And with a goal in mind, Zerori was up and out the door. However, just before anyone could see her, she took the pains to very carefully loop her tail through the loops where her belt would be. It was uncomfortable and she loathed the idea of hiding her tail but she didn’t train it enough to keep it around her waist on its own and if the world really was spinning around on its head-? She didn’t want any attention she didn’t manufacture for herself. With a final call to her cat, "Don't shit anywhere, Twilight!" Zerori was gone from the small apartment.

Once outside sporting a nice pair of black jeans, the ‘Your Daughter Calls Me Mommy Too’ shirt, her favorite leather half jacket and a pair of shades to cope with the blazing heat, Zerori was sauntering down the street on a mission. It wasn’t until she was closing in on the restaurant that she noticed a ruckus was happening with hoards of people crowding around the sidewalk. She approached slowly, looking around before casually pushing people out of the way to get a good look - ignoring the offended scoffs along the way. She expected to see a robbery or some kind of horrible tragedy.

Instead, what took the streets’ attention was a good ol’ fashioned fist fight with what Zerori assumed was the owner of the Noodle place and some kind of sleek businessman, suit and all, with a few tears in his precious attire. They screamed obscenities at each other before the sound of a patrol bike finally reached the scene. Just as Zerori had turned her back to leave and find some other place to get lunch, the sound of people gasping all at once before the crash of something against her back had her pause.

Frozen in shock and confusion, it was until Zerori felt a warm and oil mess slide down the back of her leather jacket that she started to see red. She turned around slowly, her shade obscuring the absolutely disgusted look in her eyes as she noticed the offender immediately taking a few steps back after realizing his aim to throw a bowl of ramen at the businessman failed TERRIBLY.

She started to step up towards him, stepping and shattering the remains of the bowl under boot, “You got a death wish, little man?” She growled, ignoring the officer on scene as he approached. If it was fate for her to get involved in a dispute today then FAR BE IT for her to change the course of destiny! She was more than ready to cause some trouble!