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[demon_knight]

[Open Spam]

[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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[deadliestviper]

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.

[demon_knight]

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.]

[deadliestviper]

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?

[demon_knight]

[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.

[deadliestviper]

[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?

[demon_knight]

[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.]