[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#23D5B7][i][b]Beatrice Decker[/b][/i][/color][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/OC8uSpPIiNxBK/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#23D5B7]Location:[/color][/b] in a TANK
[b][color=#23D5B7]Skills:[/color][/b] None At This Time[/center][hr]	Beatrice was a bit surprised at Gavin's comparison of justice and vengeance. He had struck her as the type that would justify his actions as being motivated by justice, not by something as simple as revenge. This misread prompted her to reevaluate her opinion of the cowboy. His light mirth was matched by a certain darkness. To be frank, it was refreshing. She was tired of those who pretended that the world was a cheerful place and refused to face reality. She was sick of people like Jack Hudson - those who seemed to have a permanent smile all the time. Everyone had demons - everyone had skeletons in their closet. If only people would own up to it. 

	She mostly just listened to Lola's exclamations about her pipes and orgasms. To her, it seemed best if she just let it run its course. If she didn't protest Lola's crazy, then it wouldn't turn into an issue. She was a competent tank operator from what she had seen so far - just a little bit out in left field. And what was so wrong with that? 

	[color=#23D5B7]"You're murdering people over a stranger?"[/color] Beatrice asked, her eyebrow raised. She wouldn't be heading to Eden right now for a stranger. It was better that poor girl got messed up by Eden than Beatrice did. She didn't lose any sleep over the people out there in the world in horrible plights. They weren't her people - and she rarely had people. She certainly didn't anymore, as far as she was concerned. They were all dead. 

	[color=#23D5B7]"James, Tiffany, Ryan,"[/color] Beatrice said bluntly. While she was a member of Newnan, she didn't have many connections to the rest of the community. Hell, some of them she was glad to likely never see again. But those three - they had been her friends. [color=#23D5B7]"What about you, Harley Quinn? Who're you killing for?"[/color] Beatrice asked, looking towards Lola.