@flamck
A grand entrance suitable of the great Beatrix.
Her thought pattern falls into that idea once noticing her erune partner within the sketchy sector oo3. Planning not to make it casual lead her to catastrophe, however. Following him like a silent vigilante, she scurries in the corners like a secretive mouse. Or she wishes so. She may be skilled but only in escaping and right now, that wasn’t the case.
Instead of cracking noises or the inconvenient piece of trash, she would step on sleeping men. Sleeping men that were scattered in hiding locations, taking a moment of rest from their activities -- gang related, most likely.
Because once catching up with Eustace, Beatrix had come out of a corner in a rather hurried fashion. What was that about a super great surprise? Now she had gotten quite the crowd behind her, ire filling the air.
“...Wassup!!”
Her eyes screamed, help.
