Elizabeth Ridings is an esteemed inventor and mechanic, known for her peculiar inventions and even more peculiar lifestyle. Ever since she became an inventor, she's always been seen wearing male clothing, with her trouser legs rolled up to the top of her leather boots. One other thing to note is the multiple dirt patches all over her arms and face. Not that there's anything wrong with it. If anything, it's a sign of willingness and efficiency. She was a short girl, 19 years old, with long copper hair that she would always wear in a bun. Her skin was mostly pale, save for the freckles under her eyes and the moles dotted along her arms. She was much younger than all the other inventors she knew, but her enthusiasm and confidence helped her to rise through the ranks and gain her independence.

Despite being hard-working and social, Elizabeth liked nothing more than to be alone. She lived in a roofspace above her workshop, which had been converted into a single-room living space. She had a bed, a sofa, a bookshelf full of manuals, a wardrobe and a small kitchen area. The bathroom was a small room in her workshop, which contained a toilet, sink and open shower. It wasn't much, but it was better than paying for proper accommodation. It also meant that she didn't need to travel far to work.

Elizabeth had just finished another busy day when a boy hurried into the workshop. He placed a box down on the workbench, startling Elizabeth. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." The boy said, feeling slightly sorry. "Ah, it's cool. Um, what's this?" she asked, picking the box up and grimacing. "I have no idea, but apparently it's for you" The boy hastily replied before hurrying off. Elizabeth shrugged and locked the door to the workshop. "Now, what could you be..." She muttered aloud, grabbing the box and heading up to her living space. She didn't even take the time to properly to remove her boots, she just kicked them off and tore the package open. Inside was a leather gauntlet and 4 small boxes. "Huh?" she asked, digging through the box. She pulled a sheet of paper out and quickly scanned over it. "Wait..." she exclaimed, jumping up suddenly. "I know what this is! It allows you to quickly change your clothes!" she cried, giggling. Then it hit her. She'd heard several stories of the device malfunctioning, leaving people exposed and embarrassed. "Hmm, I'm not sure about this..." she muttered, trying to decide whether or not to try it out.