[b]Frost gives you a salute. He takes his helmet off and reveals his combed over platinum hair.[/b]
"Agent Crane I presume"? he says.
"I'm Agent Gabriel Frost. I've been reassigned into your task force."
[b]I offer my hand for a shake.[/b]
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Crane stands. [i]Cut the salutes, Agent. This is a classy outfit. [/i] He tosses the rookie a beer and motions him to the corner, where two Agents nurse their own drinks. The first is a man so large he takes up an entire section of the table. Sitting next to him is a rail-thin woman with strikingly pale hair and green eyes, who idly flips a knife from hand to hand. Crane gestures for Frost to sit. [i]Agents Brick and Dust. Our fifth member will show up... eventually. She's new, and has a habit of sneaking off.[/i]
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[b]Frost puts the Aedificator back on. He takes a seat and sips the beer.[/b] "What exactly does your team here specialize in?"
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Crane leans back. [i]We deal with high-level criminal threats, and run infiltration missions. Corrupt corporations and the like. Our last op was dealing with those rebels. [/i]
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[b]I nod.[/b] "So pretty much the same old same old", I say finishing my beer.
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Crane nods sagely and chugs his drink. [i]Pretty much. Welcome to the crew.[/i]
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"Hey newbie!! Welcome to the club." *Blank laughs for a bit at her own joke, then goes back to tapping away at a data-pad*
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"Of course I do. Old habits are hard to forget." *Agent Blank sits in a chair, a glass shot in hand* "I showed up, but you never noticed through your antics."
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Crane snaps a glare in her direction, then turns to Frost. [i]That's Agent Blank.[/i]