Opal had followed Shadow into the room, and watched, smiling, her tail swishing behind her. "I'm heading to the armoury. And then, I have something I need to finish." She says to Shadow, before turning and jogging to the armoury. After the quick jog, she puts her weapon on a table, and after a quick look around she picks up a piece of paper and a pencil. She begins to draw diagrams, and write things in the Zenohunt language. After a few minutes, she grabs a lazer cutter, and cuts the barrel out of the weapon, removing the clip at the same time. She then grabs some very soft but very strong material, placing it on the table. Cutting the barrel down to a very small length, she attaches it on, as well as a tiny firing system. She cuts a few ammo clips to a quarter size, and makes adjustments so it can fit on top of the barrel. She then adds some iron sights on the side, as well as a knife on the underneath that could rotate once unlocked. The result was a weapon she could wear as a bracelet, but have nearly the power of a rifle. It had only taken her five minutes, but she felt a little tired now. Walking back to her room, leaving the piece of paper with Zenohunt writing as well as the tools on the table at the armoury, she places the new weapon on the bedside table, and lies down on top of the bed, leaving the door open. She opens the drawer of the bedside table, and takes out a sphere. Her tail fluttering a tiny bit, she held it in her hands, and began to rotate the parts. Her friends back on Lemea had been sending her these. They were small puzzles that taught Zenohunts patience. You had to rotate the pieces on the sphere until a small gemstone (or anything else that is put inside) falls out. It could take days to open one. They were called 'oras'. Opal had a shelf lined with all sorts of different gemstones from oras she had solved. Almost every single ora was different. They were hand made, too, not industrialized. Opal lays on her bed, trying to solve the ora.