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Post by marvelousmoose on Feb 25, 2013 20:48:42 GMT
The call came in the middle of the night. Evelyn rolled over and picked up the phone. Unknown Number. "Hello?" She asked, not quite awake. "Hello Evelyn," said Frederik's all too familiar voice. Not again, Evelyn thought, this is what happens when you get caught. "It's..." Evelyn looked at her watch, "four in the morning. What do you want?" She asked. "We have another mission for you." "I don't want another mission. I want a break and I want to sleep." "This is not optional. A folder with the information you need will be in your mailbox within the hour," he said, hanging up before she could complain. Evelyn sighed and rolled out of bed, pulling on the first thing she found that wasn't dirty and pulling her hair into a bun without bothering to brush it. She chewed a piece of gum instead of brushing her teeth and walked out to the mailbox. Sure enough, a nondescript manilla folder was sitting inside. She opened the folder, curious to see what she would have to do this time, and found only a single sheet of notes (that were pretty much useless things she already knew), and a notecard with a meeting place and time written on it in curly handwriting. Great. Just super, no information and there will be other people. How else would I like to spend my friday?
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eldritch
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Post by eldritch on Feb 25, 2013 20:57:33 GMT
Sinead stared at the card poking through the crack under the motel door. She hated when HQ did this. The thought of some guy finding out where she was staying and slipping in a note in the middle of the night made her shudder. Gingerly, she picked up the card by the corner and read the fancy script. A time and place, 3,000 miles away. Typical HQ behavior. Find out where Sinead was and pick a meeting place as far away as possible. Well at least it was in the continental US.
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Post by marvelousmoose on Feb 25, 2013 21:02:43 GMT
Evelyn arrived at the cafe half an hour early. At least it wasn't too far from the house where she was currently living, only a 30 minute drive. She ordered a hot chocolate with an expresso shot, extra whipped cream, and cinnamon then sat in a booth toward the back of the room. She took a minute to look over herself in case her partner turned out to be an attractive male (they never were though), and noticed that her shoes didn't match. She slumped back into the booth, hitting her head against the wall (which hurt), and waited.
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eldritch
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Post by eldritch on Feb 25, 2013 21:12:21 GMT
Sinead walked into the cafe and cursed under her breath. She was more than two hours late to her first meeting with what she assumed was her new partner. Looking around the room, Sinead chose the most annoyed looking person she could find and walked towards her. She reasoned that anyone kept waiting for that long had to look a bit pissed off. Halfway there she realised she was still muttering faerie curses and plastered what she hoped was a warm and humbling smile on her face. Unfortunately for her, the smile really came off as more of a cross between a constipated platypus and the particularly psychotic kind of preschooler. "Hi!" she said when she reached the girl, still grinning manically. "You must be the person I'm supposed to meet"
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Post by marvelousmoose on Feb 25, 2013 21:15:40 GMT
Evelyn was jolted awake from the nap she had been enjoying by someone nearby greeting someone else a little too cheerily. The girl was almost definitely fae. She was talking to the woman in the booth next to Evelyn and the woman in the booth seemed completely confused. "Are you from the QA?" Evelyn asked, "because if you are, I think I'm the one you're supposed to meet."
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eldritch
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Post by eldritch on Feb 25, 2013 21:24:16 GMT
"Oh" Sinead slid quickly into the booth across from the vampire and waved at the woman behind her. "Nice talking to you ma'm. Sorry for the confusion, and I hope you have a wonderful Tuesday." The woman shook her head and turned back around to her burger.
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Post by marvelousmoose on Feb 25, 2013 21:29:50 GMT
"I thought it was Saturday..." Evelyn said, confused. She looked down at the empty mug in front of her, "just a sec, I need something to drink. I'm Evelyn, by the way." She ordered a triple expresso this time and sat back down as soon as she got it, chugging the whole thing in a few large gulps.
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eldritch
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Post by eldritch on Feb 25, 2013 21:37:56 GMT
"Oooh we're doing introductions. I love introductions!" The girl jumped up from the booth and sank into a deep bow. "I" she began dramatically, "am Sinead. Picker of pockets, puller of pranks, and faerie extrordinaire!" With a soft pop, a top hat appeared on her head. She whipped it off with a flourish and threw it across the room. Looking down a Evelyn, she slumped back into the seat with a slightly disappointed look on her face. "Usually people clap at the top hat bit. Guess you're used to magic then. "
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Post by marvelousmoose on Feb 25, 2013 23:37:52 GMT
"Seriously?" Evelyn asked, looking at Sinead over her empty cup, "I don't have the energy for this. And of course I'm used to magic. These people, however, are not. Be a little more cautious," she rubbed her temples, "I'm exhausted. Do you know anything about what we're supposed to be doing?"
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eldritch
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Post by eldritch on Feb 26, 2013 20:50:57 GMT
"Well...umm...no" Sinead stuttered in reply. "I've lost every single file HQ has ever given me so I assumed they just sort of gave it all to you."
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