[ Fighting, previous to her exit from the domed city of Romdeau, had never really been what she was after. A rifle was about all she was good at when it came down to it - a dead eye thanks to her genetics hd helped to keep her live more times than she'd like to count against odds that might've been insurmountable without it. After all - had she been a little faster, she might've actually gotten a shot in at Monad if she'd had the chance. Not that it would've done a damn thing against a proxy without an FP Shell, but.. then wasn't the time to be particularly picky.

Not when the proxy could've smashed her human skull in without too much effort. It's that she reminds herself of as she carefully treks through the tunnels - a flashlight mounted on her rifle as well as one in her non-dominant hand to check all nooks and crannies. Lizards were particularly sneaky - if there was a chance to wait and spring, it would happen, and she was determined not to give that a chance if it was at all possible.

She does, however, spot someone ahead having a spot of trouble with this wrangling mission - in the form of one lizard scurrying up behind whilst they were attempting to dispatch with another. She lines up the shot and takes it with the deafening thud of a shotgun blast that takes down the incoming lizard, and then, cooly : ]

You'd do well to watch your back a little better.

[ A part of her could never be sure what made this entire ordeal make her skin crawl. Everyone else around seemed relatively calm, small conversations were beginning to break out amongst random people in the car but - Re-L was feeling hideously trapped for whatever reason. It begins with an antsy press of her pale lips together, then tapping her long, pale fingers on the handle bar above her in a nervous pattern. It only takes two or three minutes before that thing patience frays and snaps, the sound of determined heels clacking along the walk way before reaching the door, grabbing the handle and -

Well, giving it a hell of a shake for such a small young woman. ]

Come on, there has to be a way to open this piece of junk -

[ Sorry fellow passengers, she needs out. ]

What the hell is this 'dating' app? Is this really how people choose a partner around here? How... odd. What happened to cafes or restaurants or something?

I feel like I would be opening myself to being murdered or meeting some absolute creep this way

DRAG RE-L IN TO ANYTHING.

Sidenote: if any Eluvio peps would like to CRAU with her, feel free! I left things sort of non-descript so that prompts could work either way. :)