Béatrix nodded in understanding of Victor’s response. “Investigations sounds like a good fit for me, I have worked alone for a long, long time, as you know.” She said simply, and looked around the table at the others. [i]Perhaps I should have been a little bit more friendly with the Englishman…[/i] she thought, noticing the way he flashed a questionable smile at her. Trixy had a feeling he would find any reason he could to use her in missions, [i]and[/i] to group her up with the wolves. 

Béatrix wasn’t a prisoner for the Regiment, they simply wanted her to join them, and she took them up on the offer. If Trixy preferred to work with the other vampire or human recruits, they would have to let her, or she would simply walk away from the entire operation. Either way, Trixy worked hard to conceal her discontent and hoped for the best, knowing her smile could get her a long way in a place like this.

When Trixy did smile, she noticed the dull pulsing in her gums that indicated when her fangs were threatening to descend. Trixy hadn’t fed yet today, which wasn’t good, given her insatiable hunger for blood – even more so than most vampires. She’d heard that the Regiment frowned upon vampires’ natural feeding tendencies and wondered what they planned to sustain her on instead.

Finally the others started to speak up, the male vampire first and then the more civilized looking wolf girl. Trixy heard them both out with a stone face, not letting any emotion show through, as always. The shewolf seemed to be one of those peace-loving hippies, as if a new generation of thought could sever the age-old feud between their races. Béatrix almost wanted to laugh at the absurdity and ignorance of it all, how could she speak as if she knows our pasts? “I can’t actually be sure if I have taken down the wolf that ripped my love from me, I never saw their sorry face… so the only way to be sure is if I kill them all.” Trixy said with a sly smile, hoping she struck a nerve. “At least the ones who are old enough to have done the deed.” She tacked on, figuring the wolf she was speaking to probably didn’t fit into that category.