To most she was just a pretty girl waiting by the falls for someone, someone who most assumed to be a boyfriend of some description. The Falls were a popular spot for lovers and it was a relatively busy day, couples walked hand-in-hand, birds sung, people milled about in the water. There was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary (for Evelon anyway) save for Zari. There was something a little bit too severe about her expression, the waiting seemed to carry an awful lot of suppressed worry with it. She looked nice, certainly in her well-cut pair of ochre-coloured jeans and a cream tunic. Even the cloth scarf around her neck was a little less glitzy than usual. This was to say nothing of the suitcase she was sat on.
There was a very good reason why she was sat on top of a suitcase. Zari wasn't just meeting a normal man, she was meeting Belias and when she and Belias were together things tended to end up with one of them half-dead. Usually, it wasn't her. In fact, it was never her it was always Belias because he seemed to end up half-dead quite frequently and she really, really, really wasn't going to take any chances this time. This was the reason for the suitcase, it was a disguised first-aid kit complete with just about anything any nurse, doctor, passing bystander or Zari could want in the way of medical supplies needing to be used to patch up an idiot battleheart that was bleeding to death on the floor.
She knew that Belias had just come back from his work and while there was bound to be a few cuts and bruises and what-not... Well, he wouldn't have asked her to meet him here if he was anywhere near half dead, right?
((Worst RP title ever. I'll have to replace it with something better later. x3))