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Post by Danica Lucas on Aug 11, 2008 20:16:44 GMT -5
Danica Lucas {I have my own agenda} It was early. Perliminary reports were coming in. Though Kata had been caught in less favorable conditions she was secure and safely locked away at the Tokyo branch. Danica having read over some files had sent Philippe and Aika back to Tokyo to over see the testing. Mean while She herself continued to review the past eye witness accounts of the Kiev incident. There were reports coming in off two new targets. There were also reports that some dear old friends of the company; Elms and Corbin had been spotted during the fight. She enhaled sharply, setting the folders down on her desk and looking up at her computer screen. She sat there thinking long and hard on the next move. Her hand slowly inched towards the phone, picking it up and dialing Sebastion Connelly's extension. She waited for him to answer but got his voice mail. She waited for the beep then speak calmly, almost with an air of command into the mouth piece. "Connelly...I have a job for you..."
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Post by Sebastian Connelly on Aug 11, 2008 20:18:11 GMT -5
((Sorry on late reply, didn't expect my character to be getting action. >_>)) [Having been busy doing some occasional maintenance on the systems within the facility, I had missed the call by like a split second. Between checking the systems personally myself, and telling the underlings to check certain things, it was easy to miss the call by only a small handful of time. Stopping short of my duties, I promptly listen to the voice mail as left by the boss lady herself. A sarcastic flash of pearly whites offered a show of my enthusiasm for her command. A light chuckle escaping slightly past my lips. Heh, was wondering when these people actually used me for what I was originally brought in to do.
Looking to the goons on duty that had previously been up to nothing, I gave them the order to take over my job for a temporary amount of time. Strides of my own sleekly carrying my sharply dressed form over to where her office had resided. Perhaps I dressed to classy like for my line of work, but I liked to be known for my sense of flashy style, or perhaps a style that one would find most cheesy. Either way, it had done it's purpose.
Talking with the secretary on duty, she swiftly let me in to speak with Miss Lucas herself. Upon approaching the area in front of her desk, I'd let that grin purse upon my lips once again, revealing those picturesque teeth once again. Or perhaps, what one would call a "nuts eating grin"]
"So, what's the job, boss?"
[I'd stand there, perfectly still as I awaited for her to give the order. ]
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