Beatrix had successfully forced her ancient body to sleep during the moonlight hours, but the most restful sleep came in the hours between sunrise and her alarm ringing just before 9AM. The cellphone’s alarm sound cut through peaceful silence in her room like a hot knife, stirring the vampire inside. Trixy’s eyelids snapped open, revealing blazingly bright irises, her fangs shot from her gums and her claw-like fingers ripped away the sheets – ready for a fight. Smart folks knew to never wake a vampire during the day, it never ended well. As consciousness returned to the sleepy monster, Trixy relaxed her fangs and fingers, smoothed her satin pajamas and hopped down from the bed.

Trixy continued on to her normal routine of getting ready for the day (or the night, preferably). Knowing that today was the day of her first mission, she chose her make up quite specifically. Dark black with hints of blue and purple painted her eyes in a way that was mysterious, intimidating, and sexy as hell, all at the same time. With a confident pep in her step, Trixy made her way to the lab to get her breakfast ration of packaged blood. The second bag had tasted no better than the first, but she would hopefully get used to the prison food eventually. She drank it down as quickly as possible, partially because of the bad taste, but also because the bloodlust caused her to. Sustenance was sustenance, and she had many years ahead of her to indulge in luxury, so she could deal with simplicity for now.

Beatrix sat herself down in the briefing room and was pleasantly greeted by David when he walked in. “Nice job, I can tell you practiced that line, but your accent still needs some work” she said with a half-smile “And I am well, and very excited for the mission, as I hope you are.” When Carson’s voice boomed at the front of the room, Trixy silenced and turned to face him. After the Englishman briefed them on the mission, Trixy pressed her fingers together and smiled wide in anticipation, this kind of work was right up her alley. Vampire nightclubs were very fun places, but also extremely dangerous, and Trixy had been a patron to many similar venues throughout the years. With the perfect outfit already planned for the mission later, Trixy began to get excited about the fight and her ability to show off her polished skills in deception. With that thought, she offered “I could help give the humans and David lessons in the art of deception, if you wish. It is a specialty of mine that I have nearly perfected over the years, I’d be glad to pass on whatever knowledge that I can in order to better prepare the group for this mission.”