Amanda suppressed a sigh, tapping the side of her flip-down visor as the squiggles and icons on the map<i>moved</i>and shifted uneasily, pinging with ghost returns; The sensors were playing up, again. MARA *had* given her best approximation, but from here on out, well~ It would be *entirely* up to them...<br/><br/><i>"Tasha, we're moving in. Standard room-by-room sweep, on my mark..."</i><br/><br/>She exhaled, lightly, her eyes squeezing shut for a moment- The low-light vision enhancement kicking, to bathe her world in a green, grainy filter. Odd crackles of static flickered through the visual display, but it *was* better than nothing; The pink-haired beauty pressed slim fingers to the knob on her glossy meshsuit, and gave it a twist, dulling the sheen to bad, basic black.<br/><br/>Amanda's gloved fingers flexed, as the tested the grip of her rifle~ "Thanks, MARA," she murmured, emerald eyes glinting, a small smile on her lips; Going *into* a demon-infested building *wasn't* her idea of a good time...She'd *much* rather see them coming...But Amanda could *feel* the rush of adrenaline coursing through her, making her breath come *just* that little bit quicker, spiking her senses into overdrive.<br/><br/><i>"Mark,"</i>she vocalized, and drew *closer* yet, pressing herself against the pitted wall of the doorway- She'd heard that the demons hunted by smell and by hearing...They<i>did</i>enjoy nocturnal activities, after all- But she wasn't going to make it any *easier* for them...<br/><br/>There's this nasty thing called a 'chain-swarm'. One demon howls, another a mile away hears it, and howls too...And very soon, you're absolutely up to your *neck* in demons, slavering for a piece of you! The *easiest* way to handle this was to strike when they didn't see you coming, and kill so hard they didn't have time to call for help- Though they wouldn't, either, if they thought they could handle it by themselves. No point sharing the prey, after all...