[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 smiled crookedly at Lola's explanation that she didn't know the meaning of the word [i]safe.[/i] It was a word that she was altogether too familiar with herself, as it could have been her life motto up until this very point in time. She had always played it safe. Her survival had been factored into each and every decision, ultimately forming a moral compass where as long as she was breathing at the end of the day, good and evil, chaos and order, none of it held any true sway on her. 

	She studied Lola's words and movements attentively, knowing that there likely wouldn't be time for a refresher course. Her years of studying in college must have paid off, because she found the pattern was rather simple to commit to memory. Shove the shell in, pointy end first, and then shut the hatch. The controls seemed to be fairly self explanatory. [color=23D5B7]"Got it,"[/color] Beatrice confirmed, before slipping into the recently vacated gunner's seat. 

	She took a moment to familiarize herself with the controls once more, before looking through the scope. It was odd - she had never been this close to a tank in her life. The only other time she had seen one in person was during a school trip to a museum in Justice when she was ten. And yet, she was something of a natural amateur tank gunner. It simply clicked in her mind, everything that she was supposed to do, and she couldn't help but smirk from sheer confidence. She was going to enjoy this. 

	[color=23D5B7]"Lola - confirmation on what exactly you'd like me to target?"[/color] Beatrice asked. While she felt entirely comfortable with the controls, she wanted to ensure that she followed the plan to a T. There wasn't going to be room for sloppiness or mistakes with this. They had a limited amount of shells and she didn't want to waste any of them. It wouldn't be too long now until the fighting began.