Sometimes she wished she could experience this day like any other person. Y'know, those people that woke up, trotted off to their neat little job, came home and crashed out in front of their television. Hell, she would even have loved to be back in the marines. Surely anything would be better than this? For a moment she caught herself picturing such a life: right now, she would be stretched out in front of some fireplace or heater, glass of Shiraz in one hand, television remote in the other. Maybe even a nice man beside her…. Maybe.

Unfortunately for Zero, that was not the case. Instead, her dark boots clicked softly on the sidewalk. The sound was possibly too quiet for most, but Zero heard it all the same. Just another example to add to the list of curious oddities that belonged to the streets down which she strode. Above her, the moon's light shafted down through the gaps in the cloud-cover. To think, she used to admire the gigantic hunk of rock.

"Ah, come now, don't get all nostalgic an' that…" The male voice was a low-timbre murmur in the back of her mind. Yeah, there was certainly none of that back in the real world. She figured this was her real world, now. Hunkering down in her long, black coat, the woman tried to ignore the cold. At least there was no snow, tonight. Winter as a short while away, but even so, Zero was used to far warmer climates. Not those that had her brushing snowflakes from her blonde hair and muttering curses to sky for a few months every year. Damn this place…

"Stop that. Hell, just be glad we're out of Keme's sight for the night. He's bound to be stalking around back at base, still all pissed." The voice attempted to be reprimanding but the underlying amusement belied its serious tone. "Next time you've got a friend in need, make sure they're stay away from here…"

The woman stopped in her tracks, removing one hand from the warmth of her jean pocket. "Or what, Demon? He'll have a little temper tantrum? Shit, s'not like it's the first time. The ass needs to learn some manners. " Feeling a shift of weight at her side, Zero reached out a hand to run across the bristled fur of the 'voice'. There were things in this city just as dangerous as Keme Aieon. Not many, but enough for her to feel comfortable cursing the man's name into the cold night. So what if someone heard her, their feelings towards one another weren't exactly a mystery around this area. Unfortunately when you worked together as closely as the pair had to… well, it just so happened to cause a fair few difficulties in the 'work place'.

iYou'll learn, one day, you damn trouble magnet." The soft snort that followed was not only heard in her head. Demon, it seemed, was both amused and concerned about her baiting of Keme. "C'mon, better get that car fixed before the sun rises…" And back to her original profession, it was…