[i]Aveline didn't quite know why or how she ended up inside the Trayven base without JT or Benny, but she did know that it was too late to call up Gloria or Derek for any help regarding angry trident-wielding women with severe murder fantasies for some "Isabella." Although it would take her a moment to recognize Freya from the texts that JT had sent her after the meeting with the woman took place, which resulted in his attaining of a ring, she watched eagerly and intently at the technique of the trident thrower. And only after realizing did the blonde-haired Aveline decide to come up on the approach. She moved to the side of the haystack that her trident found itself plunged into and looked to Freya, a look of concern on her face. "Did an 'Isabella' do something to piss you off?" Aveline quizzically asked, crossing her arms and their red and black plaid sleeves as they crossed over her button up chest. Her head was tilted slightly to the side, light blue eyes looking over at Freya as her straight hair fell straight down. [/i]