Danny + 'Ro
PG-13 at least probably. language? | Ongoing, closed.| Her apartment, ramen stand
By some miracle that could probably be credited to her time at the bar and how irritable she could get when she was tired, 'Ro had three days off this week. There was also the party and the hours she had put into it, so she felt no guilt leaving them to their own devices.
So she went home, redyed her hair back to black, and got to work on some projects she had heard coming down the line. Studying some blueprints and schematics Ezra had dug up of a few compounds that had caught the boss's eye and started working on some quiet ways to bust them open in a timely manner. That and a few other things she had going on the side. Before she knew it, two days had passed, and it was 4PM on day three and she hadn't left the apartment once, while also subsisting entirely on protein bars.
The door beeped at her, but she ignored it. Probably one of the neighbors wondering if she had...Whatever they could borrow. They still talked to her, even if she apparently creeped them out - that last thing had to be explained to her because she honestly hadn't realized it. Apparently the time one of the teenagers had carried something inside for her and seen the way her door was rigged and the apartment was intensely organized had 'weirded him out'. Whatever. The important people had a key, anyone else had her comm line, and the bracelet had been silent all day. Though she wouldn't realize it was buried under her pillow for awhile yet, far too muffled for her to hear from the guest room which had long been converted into a lab.