[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6ukqr4XHa1rq8a7p.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=23D5B7]Location:[/color][/b] in a TANK
[b][color=23D5B7]Skills:[/color][/b] None[/center][hr]	Beatrice didn't remember exactly where she had picked the expression up from, yet had she been able to recall the circumstance under which she viewed the Firefly movie, it wouldn't have shocked anyone. An honor student had gone missing and she was hired to track them down, with the parents fearing foul play and a police force insisting the kid was another runaway. She ended up finding the kid with his girlfriend at the movies, and for some reason, she decided to sit down and watch the movie before notifying the parents she had found the children. It had been a quiet moment in her career and hardly stuck with her, beyond the one quote that resonated with the Justice native, enough so that she remembered it even as she forgot the movie. 

	Beatrice nodded. [color=23D5B7]"I'm a quick study,"[/color] she then said. While she may not look it, she had survived the modern university. She had basic competency when it came to memorizing and applying information. And beyond that, the thought of learning how to operate part of a tank had a certain novelty to it. For someone who had a healthy respect for firearms, this was a once in a lifetime chance to learn how to operate the ultimate firearm. She then picked up the walkie and switched it on, figuring now was a good time to check that the Earth hadn't suddenly swallowed up the other group. 

	[color=23D5B7]"This is Decker. ETA ten minutes. What's your location?"[/color]