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Well, that had been an eventful trip to say the least. Of all the things Zoe had been expecting, being attacked by what seemed pretty likely to be a rogue Precursor wasn't one of them. As much as anything else, the concept was really irritating, especially since the guards apparently felt the need to be complete dicks about everything. She knew why, but that didn't make it any more fun to deal with, and she'd gotten progressively more irritated over the course of their journey. [color=palevioletred][i]Seriously, couldn't we at least get to the school before people started trying to kill us? Was that too much to ask?[/i][/color]

Zoe looked relaxed for the most part as Director Zhang entered the room. There was a lazy smile on her face, and she wasn't particularly tense, but her eyes darted around the room - not looking for an escape or anything stupid like that, but just trying to size up the other people in the room and figure out which of them might cause her trouble. It wasn't really top priority right now, though.

As she listened to the introduction, her face narrowed into a scowl. The concept that they had to be tagged right away was something that definitely wasn't about to make her shout out with joy. Plus, it was three in the fucking morning. Who wanted to deal with this at three in the morning? Nobody. It wasn't as though they'd asked to be attacked by those things. Listening to the reasoning behind everything, Zoe found herself unable to keep her mouth shut, which wasn't exactly a new thing for her, but her timing could have been better. [color=palevioletred]"In case we try to escape? Oh, of course. Nothing makes me want to run free more than knowing there's a bunch of creatures out there that could kill me in two seconds flat."[/color] She turned to the guy without the cuffs, listening to his explanation. [color=palevioletred]"But as long as we're being chained up for our own good, that's fine. Gives me a warm, fuzzy feeling inside, you know? I didn't think they cared."[/color]

Coming to the realisation that giving that much backtalk wasn't the smartest idea, Zoe thankfully cut herself off before she said anything else she might regret. In her defence, lashing out verbally was a lot better than the alternative here. Being confined so close to so many people didn't really help with her Stigma, and actually trying to hurt anyone would definitely get her killed. As it was, she kept the look of lazy confidence on her face, although internally she was sort of regretting her outburst. She'd always had trouble keeping a handle on her temper, but this wasn't exactly the time for her brand of openness, especially with the amount of soldiers around.