Yes, almost immediately

Vinri made it half a block before being seen. Her first steps outside had taken some time. First, she needed to gather the courage to face the city, and then to face the cold. But eventually, she had made it out onto the street. It was dark and chilly. Goosebumps covered her naked skin, and her nipples were painfully stiff beneath her rough apron. But that also meant there was no one outside.

Or so she had assumed.

As she sneaked past an alley between two shops, a rough voice called out to her.

"Did you forget something, girly?"

The bald human who stepped out of the alley was a head taller than her. He wore no obvious guild insignia, but the amount of filth covering his clothes suggested he was Golgari. Golgari or not, he was bad news.

"Because from here, it looks like you forgot your pants."

Maybe Vinri could have run, but instead, she froze. The only thought going through her head was that she had been seen. Her heart felt as though it might burst out of her chest. The man slowly walked towards her like a predator approaching its prey.

"Why so quiet, girly? I can help you."

The way the man licked his lips suggested otherwise.

"Look, we can share my pants if you want."

He took another step towards her. They were now within arm's reach of each other. Vinri willed herself to run, but her legs wouldn't listen. It would be too late anyway.

Suddenly, the man lunged for her, grabbing the strap of her apron over her right shoulder. The strap snapped, and the upper flap of her apron fell away, exposing her right breast. The man didn't get to admire it for long, though, because Vinri finally managed to move. She still didn't run. Instead, she swung the rod she was still holding.

Lightning exploded on impact, and with a soft grunt, the man went down.

Vinri stood over the unconscious body, taking slow breaths. Only when the wind blew across her exposed breast did she remember where she was and how she was dressed. She quickly tried to retie her apron, but the strap was a lost cause. When she let go, her breast was exposed once more.

This encounter had proven to Vinri that sneaking home without being seen wasn't going to happen. She needed another solution. Briefly, she considered stealing the clothes of the man she'd knocked out, but the amount of filth covering his rags dissuaded her. Instead, she kicked him in the balls. Then she had an idea.

The Izzet Boilerworks were a network of underground water tanks, boilers, and mana condensers, all connected by pipes and tunnels. Those tunnels would be a whole lot safer than the streets. The only problem was that Vinri's apartment didn't have access to the Boilerworks.

The Laboratory of Continuism did, though, and her friend Ezza worked there. It would be embarrassing to ask her for help, but it would be even more embarrassing, let alone dangerous, to walk through the city. So she turned around once again, heading towards the generatorium, where she could hopefully access the Boilerworks.