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Post by Virgil- The Prophet on Jan 21, 2005 19:38:35 GMT -5
"There. Last bunch." Virgil walks into Noe's office and tosses a package of pictures onto the man's desk. "I'm done with the spy work. Yuber said he's got a special assignment for me. I'm taking it." Virgil turns and walks out the door, waving over his shoulder, "Buzz me if you need something. But only if it's important. I'm supposed to be off duty."
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Post by Noe "Ghost" Carlson on Jan 21, 2005 19:47:33 GMT -5
"Do as you wish. For now." Noe picks up the pictures and slowly looks through them. More of the same. Nameless cogs in the great machine of the government. Nothing here to... wait a moment. Noe puts the pictures down, holding a single one. A shot of a young girl. She had several pictures of her here, along a man. But it was the girl who was interesting.
"Iris," says Noe to himself. He hadn't seen the girl since that day she'd been born but he'd been able to tell then how she would look grown up. But that had only been weeks ago. "That blasted chronomancer... this means that she's going to be part of something, they don't just super grow kids for the hell of it."
Noe sits down, slowly rubbing his chin. Iris was Erika's daughter. He'd been trying to discover who the father was for sometime now, without any result. Violet had hidden the man well. Very well. Too well. Noe had begun to consider alternatives to normal conseption but that would have to be back seated for now.
Why would they need the child so soon? What projects were they working on now... Little Sister. Yes, that was the name. Violet wouldn't tell him about it, not that that was unusual of course. But still...
"It think... perhaps we need to keep a closer eye on dear Iris. And that we need to learn a little more about Little Sister." Noe picks up his phone and begins to make the preparations. This had to be done carefully. They were on thin ice as it was and this was a sensitive project.
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Post by Iris Faust on Jan 21, 2005 19:59:10 GMT -5
"Thanks Fen and you too," she says back to her. When the door shuts she sighs.
"What have I done..."
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 21, 2005 20:10:44 GMT -5
Archetype 401 sees a man in a coat, holding a briefcase and some sort of weapon. He immediately goes still, deciding to watch the man from a distance before he makes an encounter.
His motors hum softly as he goes into his dormant state, the red in his eyes dimming slightly. His motors go still as he watches the man, placing a tracer upon him from a distance.
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Jan 21, 2005 20:14:22 GMT -5
I come in, and stand, almost at attention.
"My lady, farbeit for me to criticize the personal lives of those within Red Infinity," begins my lecture, "however your recent affair with a high ranking LIF member must stop immediately. If this were to get out, I don't think I need to let you know of the repercussions, and your public image." I say as businesslike as possible.
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Post by Lady Violet on Jan 21, 2005 20:27:47 GMT -5
"Mr. Futsu..I have no idea what you are talking about but I would certainly put an end to any inappropriate relations with the LIF. Thank you for expressing your concerns. I am fortunate to have a PR person who looks out for me so."
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Post by Fascia on Jan 21, 2005 20:33:53 GMT -5
"What a great idea, Moira. It would be wonderful if you could watch Illidan sometime. Kakashi and I will be working, hopefully the same hours, so it would be so helpful to have you watch him. Plus, it would be nice to have a strong elf watch our son sometimes, instead of Government day care. Don't you think that's a great idea, Kakashi?"
I shout, my ears are still ringing from the loud, blaring music.
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Post by Mr. Futsu on Jan 21, 2005 20:34:49 GMT -5
I wait a few seconds before responding.
"My lady... Surely you know what my job is. A mister Carlson was spotted leaving your house last night. I suggest you be a little more careful, I don't want anything to be more difficult for you than it already is."
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Post by Moira on Jan 21, 2005 20:37:18 GMT -5
"Yeah, I can take care of the little peanut. Auntie Moira loves kids."
I walk over to Illidan and pinch his nose. He starts to cry.
"Toughen up, kiddie!"
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Post by Fascia on Jan 21, 2005 20:39:55 GMT -5
I bounce Illidan up and down, he keeps crying. I wonder why. Everytime he looks at Moira, he starts up a little louder.
"Oh, Pira Illidan, shhh... what's the matter? Are you hungry? Do you need a diaper change?"
I don't know why he would just break out crying like that. Maybe he's sick.
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Post by Lady Violet on Jan 21, 2005 20:40:55 GMT -5
"I'm sorry Mr. Futsu. I have been under some stress. I promise to use better judgement."
I lean back into my desk and let out a heavy sigh.
"How have you been, Mr. Futsu? You look stressed. Little Sister should take some of that stress away.."
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Post by Moira on Jan 21, 2005 20:43:46 GMT -5
"I know what will cheer him up!"
I dig in my purse and pull out a jar of jalepeno peppers.
"This is an old dark elven remedy for cranky babies!"
I stuff a pepper in Illidan's mouth and he stops crying.
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Post by Fascia on Jan 21, 2005 20:45:19 GMT -5
"Hey, it worked. You are a genius with kids, Moira. You should give me tips all the time. How do you ever know so much? Kakashi, isn't Moira just wonderful with kids?"
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Post by Moira on Jan 21, 2005 20:48:57 GMT -5
"I dunno Fascia, some things just come natural to me. Like flying helicoptors, winning belching contests, and caring for kids."
I sit down.
"You should try out that bread machine, Fascia. I wanna see if it works."
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Post by Fascia on Jan 21, 2005 20:51:52 GMT -5
I think about how bad I am at cooking, as I look at the box on the counter.
"I don't know, Moira. Kakashi just got some groceries, but it is mostly fruit. I don't think we have any wheat or whatever it is that you put in these things. I suppose we could make fruit bread. Do we just load the fruit in the top?"
I wish I was better at watching kids and flying helicopters. Moira is so cool... even if she is a lesbo.
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