12-03-2014, 10:33 AM
The two men who met Alex were clearly of 'Russian' descent, their names were harsh and annoying to pronounce, but that's what you get for being in the DI. It still took some getting used to.
They handed her a manila folder with more paperwork, information mostly but some that required her to fill out. Passes and the like, it was security that was this set, and there was no problem in handling it all when she was shown her desk.
The men showed Alex around and they were right there wasn't much to see, it was still mostly the dull grey of its soviet origins, no attempts to hid the crude manufacturing and definitely no attempt to hide that fact, at least not down here. Alex wondered how many of the female or softer side of humanity would join this here task force. There were still many faces she'd not seen. She had done as the chief inspector had said and started familiarizing herself with her new coworkers. She read their files, knew enough about them, that she could infer a few things with her talents. And then she'd meet them and make her use of her other skills. The one that made her useful to a team like this.
Even if she could just get termed an early security system, to know when these godlings wielded their power. At least she might keep a few people alive in the process. At least that was the hope. During the tour her wallet beeped at her and she ignored it, it would have to wait, just like the paperwork. Alex was not the sort to answer each and every text immediately and whoever it was should know that by now.
They past the cells that would be used for actual prisoners and Alex wondered at what else they could do to prohibit their talents. How would one prohibit one like her father? Drugging him was fine and well, but when the touch could be worse what do you do. Drugging Dane Gregory had worked, but there had to be a better way to do this. Getting in their heads was her thing, and a drugged out head was hard to navigate.
Finally they showed Alex to her office with a comment about heavy things. She grinned at them. "So that grand piano I had coming, I should hold off on."
Her grin widened to a smile that said she was just joking. Thought she might have to send a fake delivery guy this way with that in mind. Would be fun to see the big men blanch at that task.
Alex took that moment to check her phone as she put the papers in the drawer and looked through the things she had, gauging what room she had, and thoughts on where to put things. The text was from Bas, she smiled at the message, he was always ready and willing and almost always up for some late night adventure. She wondered what he was getting up to, it'd been a few weeks.
Alex replied quickly tapping out an equally steamy text and question of tonight? at the end. Maybe he'd come by, maybe not, you never could tell with a man like Sebastian.
Alex looked up at the men who had shown her around. "Are there any others around who I could meet, put faces to the files I've read?"
Alex wanted to do more than that, but these boys didn't need to know that.
They handed her a manila folder with more paperwork, information mostly but some that required her to fill out. Passes and the like, it was security that was this set, and there was no problem in handling it all when she was shown her desk.
The men showed Alex around and they were right there wasn't much to see, it was still mostly the dull grey of its soviet origins, no attempts to hid the crude manufacturing and definitely no attempt to hide that fact, at least not down here. Alex wondered how many of the female or softer side of humanity would join this here task force. There were still many faces she'd not seen. She had done as the chief inspector had said and started familiarizing herself with her new coworkers. She read their files, knew enough about them, that she could infer a few things with her talents. And then she'd meet them and make her use of her other skills. The one that made her useful to a team like this.
Even if she could just get termed an early security system, to know when these godlings wielded their power. At least she might keep a few people alive in the process. At least that was the hope. During the tour her wallet beeped at her and she ignored it, it would have to wait, just like the paperwork. Alex was not the sort to answer each and every text immediately and whoever it was should know that by now.
They past the cells that would be used for actual prisoners and Alex wondered at what else they could do to prohibit their talents. How would one prohibit one like her father? Drugging him was fine and well, but when the touch could be worse what do you do. Drugging Dane Gregory had worked, but there had to be a better way to do this. Getting in their heads was her thing, and a drugged out head was hard to navigate.
Finally they showed Alex to her office with a comment about heavy things. She grinned at them. "So that grand piano I had coming, I should hold off on."
Her grin widened to a smile that said she was just joking. Thought she might have to send a fake delivery guy this way with that in mind. Would be fun to see the big men blanch at that task.
Alex took that moment to check her phone as she put the papers in the drawer and looked through the things she had, gauging what room she had, and thoughts on where to put things. The text was from Bas, she smiled at the message, he was always ready and willing and almost always up for some late night adventure. She wondered what he was getting up to, it'd been a few weeks.
Alex replied quickly tapping out an equally steamy text and question of tonight? at the end. Maybe he'd come by, maybe not, you never could tell with a man like Sebastian.
Alex looked up at the men who had shown her around. "Are there any others around who I could meet, put faces to the files I've read?"
Alex wanted to do more than that, but these boys didn't need to know that.