She was accustomed to the quiet efficiency of her work. The thrill of the hunt and the precision needed to complete the objective were all she knew. Yet, the idea of facing a sea monster, a creature of unknown power and behavior, was a new challenge. A challenge that, to be honest, didn’t particularly pique her interest. The idea of traveling across the ocean was far more interesting to her. This was the freedom she sought even if it was all a guise.
However, the promise of a hefty reward and the opportunity to experience something entirely different was enough to spark a flicker of curiosity within her. She was also aware that refusing a direct order from the manor head was not an option for her.
Venting her grievances about the mission details with Aster, her caretaker, Zeta found some peace of mind afterward. He warned her of how unexpected the sea would be, and it was best to keep her wits strong and unshakable. It was common for Aster to leave her with advice either before a mission or after and it was always useful to her. She appreciated this and thanked Aster before setting out for Luluhawa Island to start her next hunt.
After reaching the port of Luluhawa Island, she immediately took her first step toward gathering information about recent sea monster sightings and experiences. Despite her reputation as a solitary figure, Zeta understood the importance of intelligence and teamwork. She would delve into the island's history, the nature of the sea creatures surrounding the island, and the tales of those who had faced them. She would interview the local fishermen and sailors about their methods to attract or fight the beasts of the sea and view their trophies. Every piece of information would be a weapon in her arsenal.
The first and best place to gather the majority of the information needed would be at the tavern, but before that, she made a quick detour to the Island's inn to change her outfit. She opened up her suitcase full of clothes, items, and other useful things she might need on a mission. “This should loosen the tight-lipped ones really well~ Now let's waste no more sun” Zeta bit her bottom lip when looking at herself in the mirror as she held the outfit over her body before getting changed.
She pushed open the doors to the tavern, casting a lengthy slender shadow across the floor. She looked around briefly before striding down the wooden floor from the doorway to the counter wearing a near-skin-tight mustard yellow sundress. The sun's rays highlighted her dress, causing it to contrast with her caramel-brown skin tone more than usual. Zeta’s essence and figure glowed like a candle in a dark room. Her mature radiant beauty mixed with her sparkly reddish orange eyes caused a wave of silence to wash over the rowdy tavern, leaving only the whispers of the jukebox to be heard in the background. “Hi there, let me have a bottle of the sweet stuff. I need something to warm me up nicely” She asks the barkeeper, teasingly winking at her while pointing to a black bottle on the shelf.
The stone-cold face of the barkeeper showed no cracks as she continued cleaning the glasses at her station. Zeta flashed some jewels which caught her eye and smirked. “Ahh, now we speak the same language” The barkeep slightly laughed at Zeta’s remark while serving her a shot and placing the bottle in her reach.
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