Nori settled into the comfort of the chair in the hotel room Harley and her still shared. Excitement was thrilling in her veins as she spilled the contents out of the envelope on to the table. Although the blood soon drained from her face, at the sight of the phamphlets. Vampires. Rage boiled up within her like some faceless demon screaming within her stick like form as she stared at the glossy papers. Heat burned her eyes but none the less she did pick up the closest phamphlet and open it. This was a mission from Shane and she would not disappoint. Rage simmered at her skin, like some kind of burning man, she was roasting from the inside out it felt.
Half way through reading all the material plans started forming, would she find out who murdered her brother? Although this wasn't the UK, perhaps someone knew something? Like all good alternative religions didn't they keep records? There was that sliver of hope, and the hope that soon, very soon she might destroy the lot of them. The rage was slowly being overtaken with excitement again. Pushing herself up from the chair she moved to the bedside table unplugged her laptop from it's charger before carrying it back to her. Openning it she waited as the welcome screen passed and finally she could log into her system. Leaning forward she dropped into her research. Looking up all sorts of information on the Church, as well as any blue prints, plans, anything at all that would give her an idea of where and what she was walking into.
She was to protect Faith so should she go undercover so Faith didn't notice her or what? Hmmm Undercover would probably work better since she didn't need Faith making a mistake while seeing her. Head bent to her research again as she started working on little plans in her head, easily forgetting anything else or anyone else at the moment. All that mattered was the mission, that mindset of the soldier was back and snapped firmly into place.