Cora entered the gym confidently, scanning for Dinzali. There were a couple of wolf whistles from guys.
"Hey, mamacita!" one called.
"Very classy." Cora retorted, flipping him off. There were a couple of 'oohs!' from the guys, but luckily the whole thing was ended right there by Dinzali striding towards Cora. She glared at them all.
"Good to see how mature you are, gentlemen." she said in her heavy french accent. "Such hommes like you probably drive all the ladies wild? Are any of you even married?"
"And you are, Dinzali?" a man scoffed. She waggled a finger with a wedding band on it.
"My maiden name is Talbot, after all, you idiot. I suggest that you do your homework before you run your bouche." She turned to Cora. "You came, and you're on time. Surprising. Did you set your alarm?"
"Very funny, Irene." Cora said sarcastically. Irene's eyes flashed, but she said no more.
"So you got my note?"
"Of course, or else I wouldn't be here. What do you want?" Cora asked. Irene simply lead Cora to the back of the gym. There was a man there, about five inches taller than Cora and a great deal more muscular. He had a look in his eyes of one who hasn't had an easy past, and there was a bit of weariness in his face.
"Cora, this is Raven Hunter."
"Scythe." the man interrupted. Irene glared at him.
"Excuse me?"
"Call me Scythe." Scythe extended a hand. Cora gave it an uneasy shake.
"I'm uh, Cora. Cora Merandez."
"I know." Scythe said simply.
"Mr. Hunter is one of the survivors of the Raccoon City incident." Irene said primly. Scythe gave her an amused look.
"Right, and I've been given permission by one of the higher ups to form my own Umbrella Special Forces teams."
"Oh?" Cora was intrigued.
"Right. I mostly have who I want on the team. But you came... highly recommended." He gave another amused glance to Dinzali, who stared back with challenge in her eyes. Dinzali appeared to be afraid that she was being mocked.
"So, what, you want me to move on to Umbrella Special Forces?" Cora said.
"Yes. An Espionage Expert could come in handy."
Cora hesitated.
"I'd have to like, come on missions and stuff, right?" she said slowly. Scythe gave her a slightly odd look.
"Yeah."
"With zombies?" she said slowly. Scythe nodded again, then frowned.
"Well, whatever Umbrella wants us to do, really." he corrected himself. Cora frowned.
"I'll think about it." Cora said. Scythe suddenly frowned.
"I need to see you in action anyways." Scythe said, and grinned. "On the shooting range. On a combat course."
"Why?" Cora said, slightly panicked.
"Well, I'm going to want to test your skills." Scythe said, in a 'duh' kind of way. "We're elitist assholes in Team Biohazard." he gave another little laugh.
"Oh no." Cora thought. "I'm going to make a complete idiot out of myself. I need to find a way to stall."
"I'll give you a bit of time to prepare, of course." Scythe said.
"Um, tonight?" Cora asked frantically. Scythe gave her an odd look.
"You're not afraid?"
"Afraid? Me? Pfffft." Cora said. She just decided not to include that yes, she was afraid to the point that she had to cram her hands into her pockets to prevent them from shaking. "In fact, I could do those tests right now!"
Oh, no, Cora... What the HELL have you just said?! You and your big mouth. You're screwed now.
"Sure." Scythe shrugged. "Better than waiting around. Let's go to the shooting range, shall we?"
"Yeah, okay." Cora said, trying to sound confident. "First, I'd like to have a little chat with Trainer Dinzali first."
"Don't take too long."
"I won't." Cora prayed that some how Dinzali would paralyze her. Then she could get out of this whole thing. Then Cora noticed something new on Dinzali's shirt.

Irene Elizabeth Dinzali Umbrella Inc. USF Unit Gamma #G14

"Wow, you got promoted!" Cora said. Good, perfect conversation fodder. Irene raised an eyebrow that made Cora feel nervous. Why wasn't Irene saying 'why thank you'?
"I know you're ready to do the tests." she said, her French accent thick with dryness.
"Why, so am I!" Cora said brightly.
"Then why aren't you going?"
"I wanted to congratulate you and ask you what the hell are you thinking by teaming me up with him?!"
"Oh, so the truth comes out.
"Well, he's a survivor. I want to get out as soon as possible. Now there's no chance for me to get away. I'm right next to a giant bullseye!"