224 meets 064 - Starting the Lessons224: Then she will be looking at open games on the Agents steam page. She....was just bored. And what better way to make friends than to play a game with somebody? ......OK, that was dumb, ANY other way would be better to make friends, She knows she's competitive and a grump loser. She acknowledges that fault and waves at it as it walks with her.224 meets 064 - Starting the Lessons by ValkyrieKago
064: They would be in the hacker's bay, still working on the reports and facial recognition scans from earlier, but they felt like a break in their work would be good as well. They stretched from where they were seated, glancing around the area to see if there was still anyone around, wondering about their two colleagues from earlier.
224: She's in the hacker bay too, do not worry 064! Cause afterall those computers are better. She's eyeing the game list... oh god how many games do these people have? I mean she's not complaining but dear god. How do they get work do-oh 75% of these haven't been played.
236 Meets 180180: Lost too many cs:go games today and for good measure got kicked by 094 the server admin. :iconokayfaceplz: She left the room after she decided to be productive again. Her hands gestured through a range of holograms her watch produced, looking for what was still on her schedule. Cleaning duties. Well, she avoided this for quite a while, glad she could handle more responsible jobs as well. It somehow had its positive too, she could relax her mind instead of being all focused. The Pilot grabbed a bucket of water and other cleaning utensils, heading towards the assigned jet. The bluetooth speaker was placed in a safe distance to the water and some fine hardbass was playing from it.236 Meets 180 by ValkyrieKago
236: Oh dear, she could hear music! She herself was just cleaning around the hanger and just so happened to be beside the jet 180 was now at. She decided to walk around the jet with the sudden music and she spotted.... HEY! Its that pilot she met one time on that trip out drinking. Now, onto the standard me
236 meets 102It happened - somewhat frequently - that the fridge in the small kitchen in the engineer's bay was left completely empty. Today was one of those days. Either someone had forgotten to fill it (likely) or a couple of very hungry engineers had vacuumed it entirely (also likely). The result was the same: 102 had to leave his workstation and take the futuristic subway to the shared area of HQ, from where he went to the elevator, heading upwards for the floor where he'd find the mess hall. The engineer was not paying much attention to his surroundings, most of his thoughts occupied with the work he'd left behind and the meal he was heading towards.236 meets 102 by ValkyrieKago
Now... Jocosa was a frequent visitor of the Mess Hall. She liked meeting new people and today was no different was she too took the subway. Now... she often was able to guess at the numbers for people he had met... But there was this one guy. Oh god she knew she saw him before, but for the love of god she had NO idea where.
224 meets 005224: She headed back to her room and sit on her bed, but then she'd see the hard drive sitting on her table. She had completely it that week and set it to the side to deliver later. Well...might as well do it now... while it was on her mind. She had never met any of the medics.... not apart from a wave and an introduction. Much less the top. She'd grab her watch and send a message to 005:"Dear 005. Hello, I am 224, a hacker. Due to a flaw in my ability that has a chance to occur, it was suggested by 004 that I should come to you to explain the precautionary measure I took and to possibly leave it in your care. Are you free now or should I make an appointment at a later date. Thank you in advanced. Yours sincerely, 224." Ok, she read this multiple times and retyped a lot of it. And it still sounds cryptic as all hell. But she didnt want to leave a paper trail to this cause she's a suspicious creature.224 meets 005 by ValkyrieKago
005: Was filing the discharge papers for 021 before heading to the Engineer wor
Sigma Black - September Prompt - SIGMAnCassandra: She had joined this mission cause of two reasons. Reason 1, the victim...going by SIGMAn was having ineresting stuff going on in his brain thanks to an artifact. And Secondly, Erif was also on the mission. Cass liked Erif. She was nice. And so Cass is with Erif with a single heavy suitcase. And hint hint, they are not drones.Sigma Black - September Prompt - SIGMAn by ValkyrieKago
Erif: It so happens that this particular assignment brought Erif and Cassandra to a beach area in the same country. Their target, SIGMAn...? Really Hallowed Ground, had scared off the locals with his madness and abuse of newly gained powers. Quite the file on him. "I look forward to a good coconut after we get this over with." She comments, sucking idly the cream off her pretzel stick as she swayed slightly to the movement of the vehicle they were in. "...Any reports from witnesses on what he's capable of so far?" So they could figure out how to counter the lunatic.
Cassandra: "Wellllll....how we stop him really depen
Sigma Black - September Prompt - The ArmSuXing was at the beach with Medic Emily Lancaster. Ok, honestly this was her second time her this week. A few days ago she had confiscated some old broken half of a coin that was glowing. She was still curious at why she was called for this mission particularly. A severed limb would just mean some sailor fell overboard and probably got eaten.Sigma Black - September Prompt - The Arm by ValkyrieKago
Emily carefully picked up the limb with gloved hands, sticking it into a biohazard bag. She teetered on the balls of her feet, but managed to keep her balance and not plop on her ass on wet sand. "Okay. Did you want to see how I figure out who it belongs to?" She asked, grinning.
SuXing blinked. Looking at the slight blue limb...it looked quite decayed, Some of the skin was a bit droopy. "Ummm, I assume a DNA test?"
Emily scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Well, yes, but also prints and blood typing and later incineration," she listed off. "It's not fresh enough to recycle."
She frowned. "Why would we want to recycle it?"
236 meets 006 AGAIN236: Soooo, apparently 006 was in the hospital. Ok. Ok. Whyyyyyyyyy? Hearing rumors and reading reports, she'd learn of at least a wound location. And a sighting of a psycho that escaped. She went out to NYC, got a gift well card. Some amusing.... she hoped it'd be OK. And she'd rush back to the Med Bay and ask if she could go see 006. She held up the get well card to she came bearing gift.236 meets 006 AGAIN by ValkyrieKago
006: It boded well that he was in the over night observation area according to the large blonde Medic at the front desk. The curtains were drawn back and the pilot was clearly awake, propped up by a stack of pillows behind his back and head. Around his neck was a thick wrap of white bandages with a heavy patch on the right side of his neck. He hadn’t seemed to notice 236 popping in, busy scrolling through his tablet clearly doing some work from the way he pursed his lip. Once he did notice her looming in the corner of his eye, he was so stiff to
It happened - somewhat frequently - that the fridge in the small kitchen in the engineer's bay was left completely empty. Today was one of those days. Either someone had forgotten to fill it (likely) or a couple of very hungry engineers had vacuumed it entirely (also likely). The result was the same: 102 had to leave his workstation and take the futuristic subway to the shared area of HQ, from where he went to the elevator, heading upwards for the floor where he'd find the mess hall. The engineer was not paying much attention to his surroundings, most of his thoughts occupied with the work he'd left behind and the meal he was heading towards.
Now... Jocosa was a frequent visitor of the Mess Hall. She liked meeting new people and today was no different was she too took the subway. Now... she often was able to guess at the numbers for people he had met... But there was this one guy. Oh god she knew she saw him before, but for the love of god she had NO idea where. Most of the subway trip she spent staring at his ponytail. It was a magnificent do an she was getting frustrated at not knowing this guy she was 98% sure she saw at least once. About a hundred yards away from the mess hall she caved and walked up beside him. Applying her usual cheery loud personality to hide frustration. "Hellooooooo!"
Not having noticed being stared at, 102 turned his head with mild surprise at being called out to and slowed down his steps a little. The engineer had to look up a bit to look at the woman, whom was not really an agent he recognized... still, he was pretty certain it was him she had greeted in that loud manner, so he replied -albeit more quietly - with what he considered a polite return. "Hello...?"
"Hi! I know this might seem odd but I swear I've seen you before. Can you tell me your name and number?" Wait a sec that sounded wrong. "Number as in rank." That was the problem with being as direct as 236, sometimes she derped in the speaking department.
"..." That was a bit odd yes, but since she had already stated that, no need to repeat it. The engineer slowed his walk down further and looked her over shortly. But no, he did not really remember her... and considering her height, he thought he would have. 102 had expected the 'number' part to cover rank, yes, because he really did not consider anyone at this day and age capable of repeating such cliché pick-up lines as that would otherwise have been. "Eugène, 102."
"102" She looked up at the ceiling for about one second before snapping her fingers. "Oh yeah! You're friends with 141, arent' you" Oh please say yes. If you say 236 will have no option but to think herself insane. And we don't want that, do we? No we don't.
There was something very energetic about the way this woman seemed to need to act out her words with fitting physical gestures. The snapping was received with a tiny twitch by the engineer. Well, he couldn't truly deny it, so he nodded a bit. "Yes." How she knew, well, that was something he was unaware of. Perhaps she was a friend of the assassin as well? "Would you mind sharing your rank with me in turn?" It seemed prudent to ask.
"Hm? OH! I'm sorry!" She stood up and gave a salute. "236, Jocosa Tanner! Pilot!" Then she grinned. "Our friend, Mr. Charlie likes to draw and he was doodling a picture of you. That's how I recognized you!" She hoped that wasn't a secret cause its out now.
"... I see." Well no, 102 didn't really see it. Or rather, he hadn't seen it. He found the idea that you would draw someone without them being present slightly odd, too. "It's a pleasure to meet you." A pilot and a tall one, too. The engineer shortly looked her over a second time, wondering if her height caused her trouble, equipment-wise. If she was a pilot, he might meet her again, so - all the more reason to make an effort of remembering her.
"It's very nice to meet you good sir!" His guess was right. Her height did from time to time, but nothing she couldn't handle. "SO! Whatcha doing?" She asked with a big stupid grin on her face. Honestly, she wanted to make friends with everybody. So she's always super nice and sweet. Or tried to be anyway. She forgets not everybody likes a loud 'hello!' as a greeting.
102 watched the pilot for a moment, then nodded. He thought it rather obvious that he had been going somewhere, when she greeted him. Perhaps she meant for him to specify where he was going or why? He could do that. "I meant to get something to eat." The engineer still had this intention, of course, so unless 236 protested, he would head towards the canteen again. If she wanted to tag along, he figured that would be fine, too. If she was busy, he would take no more of her time.
"ooooh, you want company? Or do you prefer to eat alone?" Loud and friendly she might be, but she liked to believe she was still considerate. Jocosa wanted to be sure people didn't mind her company before throwing her company at them anyway. She'd follow him either way...unless he told her to bugger off. In which case, she would.
Torn between being honest and polite, the engineer took a moment to reply. He did not stop walking though. "If you want to join me, you can." He had been corrected the last time he'd pre-warned someone that he might not make the best conversation partner... so he refrained from doing this. Anyhow, 236 might figure out on her own that 102's gifts for small-talk were... rather small.
236 doesn't mind. She'll find something to talk about! She'd walk with him to the canteen. "Sooo, where you from?" And the 102 small talk challenge begins.
What an odd question. He would get in line (assuming there was one) and look at her again, pausing. Then asked her to specify. "What do you mean?" 102 could not really guess if she asked him what class he was from (not likely though, people never asked, they usually guessed it), if he'd come from another HQ, or if she was asking him where he was born or something. He did not have an accent (except something broadly American), so the latter was not a question he had been asked often.
"Like.... I'm from England" her accent makes that obvious. And she'd beam happily at him waiting for an answer. HER FRIENDLINESS IS UNDENIABLE
"Oh." It took a moment before he followed up with; "I was born in France." There seemed to have been nothing sinister about her question, so he could see no harm in answering her. She did seem quite friendly.
Yesss 102. Let the friendliness infect you. "Oooooh. I've never been to France! Flew over it a few times, but I don't count that naturally!" She would pause her to give him a chance to get a word in edgewise.
102 nodded. He'd get himself some food now, and as she hadn't asked an actual question, he said nothing to her while doing so. What should he say? 'Yes' or 'okay'? It hardly seemed necessary to further confirm her statement.
You won't get out of it this easily. Feeling he was too slow to ask anything, she'd continue "So have you been friends with Charlie for long?" Smile continues to show she only has good intents. She... is guessing this guy is quiet. But he hasn't made any sign of wanting peace and quiet yet. And she doesn't think she's annoying him.
"... no. I have known 141 for..." The engineer had to pause to consider it. A couple of months? "Not very long." He corrected himself, not wanting to bore the pilot with details.
"And you guys became good buds immediately?" She kept smiling. Yes, she wants details. She's a gossiper when it comes to her friends, sorry 102. She also wants to know if you and 141 are close.
"... maybe not immediately." He wondered what had prompted her to question this. Assuming he had managed to get himself something like a sandwhich while being in this manner asked, he would wait for her, then find a place to sit down. "Why do you ask?"
"Oooooh. Just curious. I'm sorry, am I prying too much? I'll stop if you want." She'd bite her lowerlip, wondering If she annoyed him. She had a way with doing that at times.
102 considered her face for a moment, then shrugged slightly. "It's fine. It is rare," he commented and would sit down yes, "that people become 'good buds' immediately after meeting, isn't it." It was, in a sense, true though. That, considering the relatively short time he'd known the assassin, they had become pretty close friends. Hm, odd.
The pilot shook her head. "Not all the time. Sometimes, people just hit it off. I'd like to say me and 141 are friends after out meeting! He showed me how to draw." She seemed happy that she spent that short time with him.
The engineer considered that then shortly offered her a small smile. "That's nice." He didn't mean to cut her off in any way - he earnestly thought that was a nice thing. For her to be able to hit it off with people. He rarely took to new people - friendship had always been a, hm, process.
236 is too direct for the proper process. Though....she does follow that process from time to time. But first impressions mean a lot to her. She gave him a big smile back. "Thank you!"
He nodded... and again did not know what to say to her. If this was all she had been meaning to ask, perhaps he could just begin eating, and she could talk if she wanted? 102 was not sure that would be entirely polite of him though. Internal sigh.
Jocosa would take a bit of HER sandwich that she got herself as she wondered what to ask yet. This guy seemed quite and she didn't wanna overwhelm him with her personality. So FOOD BREAK was not out of the question.
Food break was good. 102 was actually quite thankful that Josoca was the first one to start eating - this, in turn, allowed him to do the same. He would not be interrupting her at any point beyond this, thinking it quite nice that they could simply sit and eat their sandwiches in relative silence.
Good vibes were sensed. And she would eat quietly for now. She wanted to learn more about the guy, but as friendly and intent on being buds as she was, she knew when somebody was shy. 141 was similar. He practically ignored her when she first approached him.
The engineer would not be speaking up before he was actually finished and ready to leave, so unless she said anything, the meal really would go by quietly. It was a pleasant surprise to 102 that the woman did not immediately initiate some sort of meaningless conversation that he would have to consider, so. He was comfortable.
As soon as Jocosa's food was finished, she'd sigh. "Ahhhh... that was delicious. They make such good food here." She'd lean back in her chair and just look around.
102 nodded. He'd finished eating and spent another moment observing the pilot as she seemed to scout around the room. If she was looking for something specific, she was not really showing it. He looked down at his watch. He should head back. The engineer´s attention returned to Josoca. "... it was nice to eat with you." An implicit 'I should go' was there, but he did not seem to feel it necessary to speak it aloud.
She sensed the dismissal, but it'll take more than that to stop her. Not much more, but still more. "OH! Need help with anything? Or do you have Engi work to go do? Or personal?" She gave him a big grin. Only wanted to do good.
He slowly got up. "... just engineer work, yes." 102 paused, then added (in an attempt to not be too dismissive, perhaps) ; "Are you heading back to the hangar after this...?" The hangar was in the same direction, after all. As the engineer's bay.
Jocosa nodded. "Yes yes!" She practically bounced out of her seat and stood next to 102. "I guess I should go do some proper training in the simulations. I gotta learn about a number of different vehicles." Does this woman ever not have a big grin? Probably not.
No need to stand too close to him, he will have to lean his head back if she does. Hah... well she sure was an energetic person. "I heard a bit about the simulation." He picked up his tray and whatever things they left behind in order to clean up after them, then would begin moving to the exit.
236 would help him clean up the mess. "Well! That's where I'll be if you ever wanna talk!" Again, flashing those pearly whites and giving him a wave as he headed to the exit.