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Upon discovering that they weren't staying in the nice suburban house in front of which they'd parked but in fact the derelict just down the street Sera couldn't help but grimace; wondering what on earth she'd gotten herself into. Perhaps it isn't too late to go home to Scotland and get a job as a secretary or something, a life in chemistry would be out of the question considering her background but she could still have a life of some sort. No, if those people were ever going to pay for what they did to all of those people then she'd have to see this through and hope that what Vincent promised about the interior was true.
With only a backpack of her own and Doc declining any form of assistance from Vincent, the three of them took the short walk down the street before then going inside; Sera bracing herself for the worst. However contrary to its outside appearance it wasn't too bad inside, serviceable was the word that sprang to mind; neat and tidy if not particularly glamorous.
Placing her bag beside the sofa Sera takes a short tour of the downstairs ending within the spacious kitchen where upon opening one of the cupboards her eyes lit up. Whoever had kitted this place out hadn't skimped on the cleaning supplies as she gazed upon the large unopened bottles with multiple possibilities flowing through her mind "Hey guys...I might look at doing a little cooking if that’s alright with you" she called over her shoulder; pulling a pair of bottles from out of the cupboard along with a pair of sturdy looking rubber gloves "...erm...you guys may want to stay clear for a little while, the fumes are liable to get a little strong in here"
With only a backpack of her own and Doc declining any form of assistance from Vincent, the three of them took the short walk down the street before then going inside; Sera bracing herself for the worst. However contrary to its outside appearance it wasn't too bad inside, serviceable was the word that sprang to mind; neat and tidy if not particularly glamorous.
Placing her bag beside the sofa Sera takes a short tour of the downstairs ending within the spacious kitchen where upon opening one of the cupboards her eyes lit up. Whoever had kitted this place out hadn't skimped on the cleaning supplies as she gazed upon the large unopened bottles with multiple possibilities flowing through her mind "Hey guys...I might look at doing a little cooking if that’s alright with you" she called over her shoulder; pulling a pair of bottles from out of the cupboard along with a pair of sturdy looking rubber gloves "...erm...you guys may want to stay clear for a little while, the fumes are liable to get a little strong in here"