"Another day, another cave. Do you think this one is an abandoned dust hole like the last one?" It was hot. Much, much too hot. Caryn was convinced that no person should ever willingly torture themselves with any temperature that hit triple digits. It was cruel. Yet here she was, trudging around through sand and sun-bleached rocks like some sort of lost tourist. She had been asked to investigate some sort of 'horrid monster roaming around killing people off.' Could they be any more vague? She didn't even have an idea of size or if there was more than one. Apparently nobody had seen the thing. So, she was left guessing, which meant she was carrying much more than she should have been in the heat. Her snug black cargo pants were bulging with supplies and weapons, several pouches hanging from her belt. Why did she think black was a good idea..? "I really should expand my wardrobe to something other than black.." she mused, glancing down at her black shirt - thankfully with short sleeves - and the black bag resting against her back. Usually it was convenient for blending in, but now.. well, not so much. She sighed and shrugged to herself. No point fretting about it now. She had been wandering for hours and hadn't caught a single track or hint of anything unusual. It was starting to look more and more like some sort of human freak going around slaughtering people. Humans were crazy. She glanced at her companion, spotting the reflection of her amused green eyes in the shine of the metal before the creature turned and gave her a whirring sound mixed with clicks. It was nothing but a robot, built with six spindly legs for dexterity. The size of a baseball, it was equipped with several internal attachments that came in handy whenever Caryn was stuck somewhere. However, she did not use the robot as a tool, but as a friend. She had programmed a minor personality inside and was rather fond of the thing. Anything was better than complete solitude. "Come on, let's peek in this last one, then we'll call it a day," she murmured to the robot, taking the clicks as assent as she wandered into the cave. Darkness, sand, rocks. Boring. She sighed and pulled out a flashlight, walking to the back to ensure she missed nothing. No hidden tunnels or crevices, but.. wait. She paused and tilted her head, spotting a dusty vase tucked behind a larger rock as though somebody had hidden it there. Well then. Maybe she should rub it and get a wish. A steak would be nice. She picked it up with her free hand and examined it closely. The designs were interesting. The screaming human-esque figures made her a bit uneasy, but the snake that was eating its tail was nearly identical to the black tattoo she had around her wrist. "Hm. We'll take it along," she decided, wanting to examine it in the sun. She flicked her flashlight off and walked back to the entrance, making it nearly outside before she tripped over a rock in the sandy floor and ended up falling over with a squeal. The tiny robot went flying, landing next to the vase as it slammed against the wall of the cave and shattered. "... Damn it."