[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/22eda859b7c9444f80616d2c1d8eb846/tumblr_inline_mftqlbVg8Q1rxv9kr.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=23D5B7]Location:[/color][/b] Eden - Lower Lobby
[b][color=23D5B7]Skills:[/color][/b] Pistol, Hand-to-Hand Combat, Stamina[/center][hr]	For a moment, Beatrice considered falling back. Gavin and Thana had both hit the ground after getting sprayed with bullets. Odds were, at least one of them - maybe both - were dead. In a mission like this, it was still far less casualties than would be expected. No bullets had nicked her or Thalia, which in itself was a blessing. But she had committed to this mission and Beatrice ignored the feeling in her gut that told her to leave, to survive rather than live. At least if she died here, she'd have lived a little bit before she went. [color=23D5B7]"Old Timer, do what you can,"[/color] Beatrice said curtly. 

	Thalia had done an amazingly flexible move, using Cowboy as cover and Beatrice had her own pistol at the ready, trying her best to get a clear shot on their deranged companion to take him out. Beatrice didn't know if this was the leader of Eden they were looking at or just an underling. With these people, it was almost impossible to tell. Without Ryan alive, they didn't really have anyone who could give an ID. However, that didn't matter. The man was a hostile and would be treated as such: with extreme prejudice. 	[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://pa1.narvii.com/5927/867aa9ebd1dbed9e2871d457832358ba7839c70d_hq.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=00ff00]Location:[/color][/b] Arnco Mills Safehouse (E10)
[b][color=00ff00]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]	Jack was fast asleep, but his dream was anything but pleasant. Of course, it had started out relatively charming and sweet. He had a small apartment in Boston with Tatiana. His mother lived just a few blocks away and had been promoted to Associate Professor at her school. Tatiana was pregnant with their third child. Their two kids, Sally and James, were adorable little hell raisers, speaking an equal amount of Russian and English. And of course, he worked as a cop and Tatiana danced, having her own studio where she gave lessons. The Great Bazhooli was in his dream as well for some reason but Jack didn't pay too much attention to it. 

	[i][color=00ff00]"Solovey?"[/color][/i] Jack called out, finding himself in their kitchen. The ground was shaking and he looked around, watching as the pictures of Sally and James fell to the ground and shattered. The family cat let of a shriek and ran outside, with Jack staring at the orange blur for a second. If he had blinked, he would have missed it. [i][color=00ff00]"Solovey, where are you?"[/color][/i] He then turned around, finding himself standing in the middle of the road. Cars around him were skidding and spinning out of control. He stoped and stared, seeing a holographic image of....[i]John Brolin in his role from the Goonies?![/i] Brolin gave Jack a wink, before he snapped his fingers. He turned around only to see Tatiana and he grinned, going to give her a kiss before she turned to dust in front of his eyes.

	[i][color=00ff00]"....SOLOVEY!"[/color][/i]