Zeth*

She had been over at the large map on her wall, brooding. Scias' sudden question snapped her out of her daze. "Hm? Oh, ya, looks nice. It should last a while too, feminum is extremely durable. I'm kinda jealous"

Scias
He noticed X was passed out in the form of a small house cat as he approached Zeth.
Great.. Now it wasn't just Hexic doing it.

"So what you got on that map there? Looks pretty interesting."

Zeth*

"This is crazy, but I have basically been stalking a bunch of rogues for a while now. It's an independent project of mine. Every time I get close they just...slip away. It's a pain in the******if anything."

Various pictures of the same eight men and women were laid across the map. Each pin had a small sticky note with a detailed description of each encounter. some of the notes weren't in her hand writing. "Recognize any?" She asked a bit too hopefully.

Scias
"Rogues?"
He looked over the board before shaking his head.
"Doesn't look like there's anyone I know, really. Why are you hunting down a bunch of thieves anyways? Kinda seems like a bad time for that."

Zeth*

"It is not a waste of time." Zeth sternly insisted. "They may be tied to that Umbra you keep chasing, not sure though. According to the info I have gathered, they are meeting tonight at this warehouse." A large warehouse was marked on the map, the one Zeth was pointing to. "I am strongly considering paying them a visit to get some updated intel at minimum."

Scias
"Hey, hey, hey. I never said it was a waste of time. Just a bad time. But if they're tied into the army, then I'm definitely coming with you."

Zethrin*

"Sure sure, Mr.Gonna go get myself killed real quick. Pull any of that nonsense again and see what happens." Her arms were crossed as she glared down Scias.

"But if you really want to come, then give me a sec. This is one of the few thing I wear armor for. I have a few various pieces somewhere upstairs. " There was a somewhat unnoticeable door between the kitchen and the bathroom that lead to her quarters. "I'll be right back."

Within a moment or two, she came back or armor that was old and a bit mis-matchey, but still functional.

"Okay, all set. You?"

Scias
"Promise I won't. And I've been ready. Not like we ever get much of a chance to kick back around here anyways, not going to start now."
He folded his arms, looking over her armor.

"You sure you don't want to borrow the old set I had? That stuff looks a little uh.. Nevermind.."

Zeth*

She had her arms crossed and a smirk on her face. "This tin here has made it through over five years of straight war and countless assassinations and other related missions. I legitimately trust its durability with my life." And with that, she headed out the door and into the lobby. Once again, no one was in it. She got out into the crisp night and looked around. Without a single word, she bounded off into the streets, swifter than a hare and lighter than a feather. She intended to keep this as short and painless as possible.

Scias
Scias followed after her, struggling with trying to keep up.
"How the hell are you so fast?"