[Dawn]

Jayden pushed the rims of his sunglasses back up on the bridge of his nose as he entered the area, the smell of burnt flesh could be smelled a few blocks away. Must of been one hell of a party. Jayden thinks to himself, surveying the bodies and other debris that lay around the outskirts of the base, kneeling every so often to check for a pulse of a fellow officer or hunter, only to find none. People he only had known for a short time, dead before their time, this one of the few things that made police work sickening.
Pulling out his revolver from his pocket, he turns the corner to find Makoto and Roland. Disgust flicks over his mouth seeing Roland sitting on top of the dead hunters, "Oi. You ever learned to respect the dead?" Jayden snaps at Roland before addressing Makoto, "Would of got here sooner but the bloody dispatcher kept messing up the directions, ended up at a freaking strip bar, a gay strip bar at that. Mind telling me who your disgusting little bandanna toting friend is?"

Lucky not to fall off the beam, Chloe joins Ashton on the other end, "Maybe we should put that in the Cafe's suggestion box, have a better route of reaching the joint." she says drily.