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[She heard about what was happening with the CTS and CES and she's interested. She doesn't know what they're getting at, but she knows she wants a look around inside. She has a gun loaned to her by Dean (she has yet to get a better one) and a switchblade from Brayker.

She's standing outside of the CTS, looking perplexed, ready to head in. From what people are saying, this has become legitimate training for... something. Fuck if she knows what, and she has a feeling she won't like it, but she also has a feeling she better be able to do more than improvise.]

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[ A friend wasn't too far behind her, he saw her standing by the door. He himself was curious but he was also figuring Steph might be there and he'd rather come by her out and about then in her room. He wasn't big on knocking on her door unless he was invited before said knock. One never knows when her and her boyfriend could be knocking boots and he wasn't really curious about the love making of Steph and Kon.

So he was just walking to the CTS in hopes of catching her and Cass coming out but seeing Jeryline that was more then cool too.] Hey love, whats got you out this way?

[ He asked as he came closer.]

I figured I oughta be ready. [She doesn't sound too excited about it.] But, survivalist scenarios. Gotta be up on 'em, right?

[Annoyed, she passes her fingers through her braids before ruffling them.]

I feel you there love, but I'm one of those just roll with it as it comes. [ He doesn't know yet that his warden plans to make him train. He'll lose that small beer belly yet. He offered her a bit of a smile.] It might get bad but nothin's gonna happen to you. You know me and Deano wont let it right? Friends watch out for each others backs.

That's what you say now, but I'm guessin' if this wiped out his previous crew we should go in with everything we go. Be ready to stand up to it and take it.

[She nods toward the door.]

You wanna give it a go? I promise I won't let nothin' happen to you.

[ Doyle nodded, she had a damned good point there.]

Isn't that suppose to be my line love? [ He grinned a little before shrugging.] Sure why not. I ain't got nothin' else to do right now.

When you are a demon knight, you get to say the line. It's probably the only good thing that comes with the job.

[But despite her confidence there, she is nervous. She opens the door and goes inside.

She opens the doors and there it is... the hotel. Only it doesn't look like the hotel; the gates are wrought iron, the cars out front (including Roaches truck) are deteriorated and rusting. There's even a broken window where the Collector had jumped out.]

Shit! [She says, surprisingly almost comically and accusingly, as if she's just resigned to the fact that this would happen but still isn't pleased about it.]

I'll give it to you this time love, because I can't argue them facts.

[ Doyle follows her inside. He'd honestly managed to never step foot into the place before but hearing her tone and the word he figured the place created around them had meaning to her. He looked at it curiously as he slipped his hands in his pockets following her.]

Lovely place. [ He asked in a tone that could be taken for smartassed or calculated.]

[She walks deeper in, noting the fine layer of ash falling from the sky.]

Home sweet home. Or the last place I spent any amount of time at that wasn't prison. Real excited to be back here. But [there's a lift in her tone] it's familiar territory. I know where Uncle Willie would have kept his crossbow.

[She's careful, though, moving slowly as she edges by the truck.]

Doesn't seem to bad, if it was freedom for your then it's good. [ He nodded a bit as he listened to her following closely behind. He wondered just how bad it was going to be but given the ash falling from the sky and some of the things she had mentioned before about how she became what she is he's just a bit worried. He's not letting it show though.] A cross bow'd be mighty handy if stuff's going to get bad.

Just remember that key o' yours hurts me a bit love. [ Incase the barge gave them demons.]

Believe me, I'm gonna remember this time. [She says lowly as they near the doors. She's careful around the truck, and slinks closer.] I still feel bad over what happened the last time.

Don't worry so much, it burns but it's not like it's gonna kill me. Figured fair warnin' was in order though. [ He spoke lowering his tone when she did, she knew this place and he didn't so he'd follow her lead.] Don't love, I ain't mad so you don't let it bother you either.

[ He looked around a bit as he followed close to her. He was expecting something to happen just becuase of what the room was suppose to be. Training.]

You're not the boss of me. [She made a little joking face on him, defiant out of humor. But then she spoke more seriously.] Even if it was someone I didn't like, I'd feel bad about it- well, alright. If it was one of my demons I wouldn't feel bad at all.

[In front of the hotel there's a set of double doors. She starts to open them, and they're locked.] What the hell? [Irene never locked the doors. Especially with Cordelia having "guests" coming at all hours. She steps back from the door, and then glances over at Doyle.]

Alright, so I guess we gotta find a key.

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[ He chuckled a bit at her words.] O' course I ain't your far too firey to pay me any mind. [ He sounded amused by it before he looked over at her.] Seriously though love, if it comes down to me burnin' a little or us dyin' I really would rather burn a bit then die if it's all the same. And that's understandable I tend not to feel bad for the demons o' my own world, despite what I am.

[ Sadly it fuels him more to kill the demons because he hates what he is. Looking at the door and her words he offers a bit of a grin.] Or I could kick it in? It's been awhile since I kicked in a door.

[As per Ben's request that she be more careful and attract less attention, Beatrix tries to appear unarmed when requesting access to a warden-only area. Given the recently discussed changes she wouldn't dream of entering the CTS without weapons – she did promise to be careful – so her KA-BAR is strapped at her waist, concealed under a bulky leather jacket. When she sees Jeryline standing outside the room she shifts uncomfortably, weighing out whether she'll get in trouble for revealing she's armed.]

Are you waiting for someone?

Not really. [She thumps her hand against the door, getting her nerve together, before exhaling a tight breath.] Alright. So. You wanna go in and do some death-defying maneuvers with me? 'Cause like hell am I gonna be caught with my pants down, here.

Can't say I'd mind it. [Although if they get into death-defying, she's going to have to show her steel at some point.] Could anyone tell you what the Admiral was referring to?

That's what bothers me. Somethin' was able to wipe out a whole boat full of people from the sound of it, and when it was me, there was a lot of mindfuckery and turning people against each other. So I wanna be ready.

[She opens the CTS door.]

What are you expecting?

So you're anticipating demons. How do they do it, turning people against each other?

[Bea's eyes brighten as she looks through the door and she shifts the jacket on her arm.]

By this point I've fought aliens, wild predators, and zombies. This time I'm going to bet werewolves.

They either got in your head or they promised you whatever you wanted if you brought them the key.

And they lie.

[She can't emphasize that part enough, not when they might be almost about to face something like that.] Even the toughest badass can have something they really want, or something they feel like shit about and want to get rid of, and oh, they know. They really fuckin' know.

[Bitterness is there as she opens the doors.]

What did they promise people? Do you know? [She always suspected that they lied but isn't sure what extent they can go to in order to sow their deceptions.]

You're not wrong about that. Everyone has weaknesses. [Them included, and she glances at Jeryline.] What did they offer you?

[What she opens the door up to is a street full of buildings, old apartment complexes. Except they're grungy, deteriorated, looking as though they survived a nuclear war as ash falls from the sky.]

Oh, look at that, plenty of hiding places... [She says under her breath before she slips inside, going first for a bit of broken fence she sees laying on the ground.]

They get in your head and change everything around you. They can get to animals, too. For some reason my cat has her shit together, that I'm grateful for.

[This is not a landscape Beatrix has had to deal with before, and as such she stares thoughtfully into the grey sky.] For us or it? [Whatever "it" is.]

Your cat's clearly tougher than she looks. [Still she looks back at her warden warily.] What do they offer you?

[Her expression goes a little blank, the snark lost for the moment.] They offer you everything. They offer you the thing you want most.

[And she sounds bitter about that, but she's still very careful as she goes forward.]

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