Ruby doesn't last long in her bed before she finds herself out patrolling, too. Half of it is habit, really. You don't shake a lifetime of instincts built around reading the wilderness as dangerous and full of Grimm overnight, and hoo boy, after spending as long as she did travelling Anima on foot, that instinct is more ingrained than ever.
The odds of Grimm being a problem here are astronomically low, but she's hoping anything that might attack is as susceptible to bullets and a giant scythe as anything else.
In the end, the last thing she's expecting is actually another person out here doing the same thing. She doesn't really have a read on everyone here yet, not enough to make assumptions, and so when she sees movement? She jumps, hopping back with an involuntary little, "Whoa!" and reaches back instinctively for Crescent Rose on her waist.
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Ruby doesn't last long in her bed before she finds herself out patrolling, too. Half of it is habit, really. You don't shake a lifetime of instincts built around reading the wilderness as dangerous and full of Grimm overnight, and hoo boy, after spending as long as she did travelling Anima on foot, that instinct is more ingrained than ever.
The odds of Grimm being a problem here are astronomically low, but she's hoping anything that might attack is as susceptible to bullets and a giant scythe as anything else.
In the end, the last thing she's expecting is actually another person out here doing the same thing. She doesn't really have a read on everyone here yet, not enough to make assumptions, and so when she sees movement? She jumps, hopping back with an involuntary little, "Whoa!" and reaches back instinctively for Crescent Rose on her waist.