SIS - Epic Storybook (No longer Accepting)

Rae

"Right, the rest'a you. Give me a run down on what went on. Don't leave out the details, we have a good while. It'd be nice to see if we got anything out of this operation at all. Perhaps a few receivers for some dotted bugs?"

"Well," I started after a minute, "Ty went up to do some camera work. Started blabbering on, and almost got himself caught, being the genius that he is. I snuck in the building and I think I got one camera placed, but it might not fully work. I sort of rushed to get out of the building, I heard someone coming." I think for a minute, then add, "Oh, and then I broke the heel on my boot." He said not to leave any details out.

"That's great, Rae." Naomi said.

"He said not to leave details out." I retort sharply.

"We don't need to know..."

"How many cameras did you place?" I give her a dirty look. Silence from her, as if she was proving my point.

Lila Downkins

[ Bookshop ]


Lila watched with inexpressive eyes as the SIS agents were already running everywhere to handle the matter. She watched the corpse being driving away and went up to the bookshop in an attempt to try and do something. She bit her nails in uneasiness, a bit close to panic. She wasn't used to action, her job had always been to stay as a back-up, so... so to have the action here wasn't good, it wasn't fair-play. She wasn't prepared for that.

She rubbed her hands, just to have something to do with them, and entered the room upstairs. Maya get up on her feet at this very moment, standing close to Clara's body, and Lila frowned.

"I think I'll go back to Raine and tell him the bad news." Maya said at once, leaving the room "We need to sort out Team Gold now that one member is down. Oh well, I'll see you then."
"You can phone him," Lila answered, still a bit confused, and didn't pay her much attention before she looked back at Clara.

What had Maya been doing? She knelt at the corpse's side too and felt like she was about to chuckle again but stopped herself soon enough. She already was a weirdo, she knew it, and had a hand in poison, so right now, to laugh, nervously or not, in front of Clara, wasn't a good idea if she wanted to avoid trouble. She was about to left herself when she caught blue marks on Clara's jaw. It might have happened after her death : dead bodies bruised very easily, to touch them a bit roughly was often enough to leave traces. She knew the boys were about to do whatever to make her disappear, so it might have come from them, except these fingers definitly weren't thoses of a man. Maya?

Lila placed her own hand on Clara jaw, her fingers just above the fingers marks, her thumb on the other side of the face. The hand had been there to keep her still. There had been strenght in this grip. The corpse's mouth opened almost by itself as she pulled the grip, and it was no need to be a genius to understand.

Lila patted the throat of Clara, but felt nothing. Nah, she was being paranoid, that was because she wasn't used to mess in the HQ, that was all.

She got up and turned her heels to go downstairs again, arms crossed. Guv' was talking with others, she would just go into the bunker and keep discreet until the others needed her.

"I think Maya made Clara slallow something," she heard herself saying, however, as soon as they stopped talking for a second.

Not that she wanted to interrupt or anything, but... well.

(( xDD Knightley, I have to say, Reet is supposed to be the smart guy on the team. I doubt he would suggest wrapping a body in bubble-wrap and putting it in a box ... ))

Jackson Reet.

Reet felt a teensy bit of bile rise to his throat and swallowed it down with a grimace. Sam had cleverly given him the end with the face, and taking in the current situation, Reet didn't want to be any closer to Clare's - no, the body's - face than was absolutely necessary.

When Sam asked Reet what they should do with the body, he couldn't quite muster himself to give a proper answer. He was still shocked by the recent events. They were all supposed to be the elite, yet what had happened so far? One person dead, so near the headquarters; another team had messed up completely - Reet didn't know the details yet but it looked serious; there was Jax, his mother, the way he'd deliberately disobeyed Reet; there was the first day, when all the arrivals had burst into the shop waving around weaponry. For an elite team, it sure was an awful start.

At least it could only get better.

Shrugging, Reet pulled himself back to the present and surveyed the scene in front of him. "You're right, Sam", he said, biting his lip, "We'll have to disguise it somehow, and do it so that it won't raise suspicion. Planting it in for a REAF executive would be a good idea, but honestly there have been so many problems in the past day it might be one rise too far. Our best bet would be to get rid of it."

Sam nodded. "You're right. So we change the shape, disguise it, somehow and ... then what?"

Before Reet could answer, Erika's head peered around the door. "Hey," she said. Reet beckoned her in closer. "Need any help?"

"Sure." Reet wanted to smile, but the image of the body lying just behind him was still fresh. "Come on in."

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I haven't been sure about what to post lately, so sorry if this is a little 'off'. I just thought that I should at least try and post something.



Standing in the doorway, I couldn't help but chuckle quietly to myself. In front of me was Reet, Sam and Erika. Well, and Clara... but I wasn't sure if she really counted. No one had noticed me standing in the doorway, not yet anyway. They were all too concentrated on the body that lay lifelessly on the floor. I couldn't blame them, it was rather distracting.

"How are we planning on..." Erika was biting her lip. "changing the shape, exactly?"

After she said that, I couldn't help but burst out laughing. I was pretty sure that Erika knew the answer, I didn't think that she liked it though. Were they seriously going to change the shape of the body? If so, there was only one way I could think of that they could do that, and it included a lot of sharp things.

The second I began laughing, all three of them turned to me, clearly not happy about it. I hadn't really bonded with anyone in the gang, which didn't surprise me. Part of me liked that fact; I hardly wanted them getting close to me, did I? Besides, I didn't need any friends or anything like that. The SIS was business. You don't mix business with pleasure, after all.

"Do you mind? We're trying to figure out what to do with this body." Reet muttered sarcastically. "Besides, shouldn't you be with your mummy? She came all the way to China just to check if you were okay, after all."

"You are so paranoid, mate! For your information, I didn't ask my mum to come 'ere." I rolled my eyes. "I hardly wanted her to find out about this whole SIS thing, did I? I ain't tha' stupid."

I know that I acted like a five year old and everything, but this guy was beginning to get on my nerves now. Sure, I was annoying, but everyone else seemed to be able to cope with that fact. Why couldn't he? He was glaring at me now and I was glaring back at him. I was probably to blame for all of this, Reet was a nice guy, after all. There was just something about him that annoyed me. Once again, Reet opened his mouth.

"Well, you clearly aren't very good at hiding that fact, are you? Where did they even find you? Did they just find you on the stree-"

"Guys!" Sam's voice interrupted our 'conversation'. "There is a dead body here, in case you forgot, and we really need to decide on what we're going to do with it."

Fair point.

Ty Sirus- Recent Team Alpha| Bunker, bit passed midnight

"Hey, Rea," Ty said. She looked at him and gave an eye roll. "Why don;t you try and not be such a bitch." She was taken aback, and looked ready to go mad. Guv stopped her, and gave Ty a look that told him not to push it.

"I was still able to plant some cameras. Got two per floor before I was caught," Ty continued.

"I also planted two cameras, and a couple of bugs," Naomi said. Rae looked flushed. Served her right.

Guv looked to Fey, she sighed. "I didn't get anything done, never got the bugs from Ty." There wasn't anything else to say, Ty was the only one who was spotted, and he had grease and dirt stains on him then. Plans that planned out never worked perfectly, even by those means Ty had messed up.

He didn't blame Guv for taking him off as leader, even for the field ops. He knew he deserved it. He messed up and was willing to take the consequences head on. However he was a bit pissed to be on store watch. Who wouldn't be? But in the end Ty knew he was more mad at himself than anything else.

"Naomi, come with me to check the bugs," Guv said. "Ty, go back up and meet your new team members, and tell Clint to come down here. He needs to meet his new team."

Ty nodded and ran upstairs, happy to escape the judgmental stares and glares from below.

Everything had happened so quickly. Reet and Erika had only gotten so far when they had received the message that Clara was dead. They'd ran back to the Bookstore at such a pace that Erika could barely keep up. She'd tried repeatedly to get Reet to slow down, but to no avail. Soon she had lost him and had to find to her way back to the bookshelf by herself. It was a good thing she remembered little directional stuff easily.

While working to hide the body, Erika kept wondering who could have done such a thing. At least it certainly meant that the mission was going into deeper territory. They were passed just skimming the land and figuring out things. Erika only hoped that she would get to see some action before she either died or the mission was accomplished. Right now, the thought of mushing it, changing the body's shape made Erika want to throw up.

"I'll expect you won't need my help, then?" she squeaked.

Maya: REAF building


by this time, I'm particularly a target. i sighed. i guessed I'll be preparing myself now that everyone wants to get a piece of my head. Oh well, at least this will distract them from their real mission.
I stretched my arms over my head feeling relief that I do not have to be the leader.
"Hey, Maya, welcome back. What took you so long." I looked to the side and saw a woman almost at the same age as me with slanted eyes and long wavy hair.
"I think you're mistaking. Do you know how much work I have to go on just to end up here? I had to kill one SIS and hold up another. At that rate, I'm practically dead by them."
" At least you're back. Long time no see. Heh, you're still the same old Maya I've met when we're in high school."
"Things change so where's the boss?"
"At his office, he having a meeting with local REAF officers in this area."
I chuckled. So there it was, the top meeting that SIS wanted to get. I wonder who will be my replacement now that Team Gold is officially distorted. I stood up and dust myself off.I think i need a break. Today was full of activity with the hiccups...the murder...the hold up and now...(yawn)...this. I need some rest.
"I'm off. I need some break." I walked pass the woman. Meetings can be done later but for now it's just me.
"What about the information? Boss, needs the information for the SIS."
"i told you,"I yawned. "later besides SIS will be all confusing right now on what to do with the body so it will be fine."

C-4 | Clint Lawson, Team Red
Backroom, w/ Reet, Sam, Jax and Erika --> Bunker w/ Guv' and Team Red
Getting the van was a matter of minutes: he'd made use of the services before, knew who to call who wouldn't ask too many questions, rattling off some vague explanation in Mandarin and giving the adress to the front door. Had to hand it to the Chinese: if you needed something even at unholy hours in the morning, you'd get it, as long as you had the contacts and the cash. Not to mention the city was so busy people didn't bat an eye at the most outrageous demands.

That was one thing dealt with. He slunk upstairs to join Reet and Sam, with a sidelong glance to Guv', Ty and the rest of that team. Ty was looking contrite, and Clint shook his head in disbelief. He'd be the one to screw up? Damn. That wasn't going to be good. SIS-CIA relations were tense enough as it were. He grunted to himself, set the thought aside for later, and made it to the backroom just in time to find the small group of other agents standing around the body and staring at it, with Sam interrupting some sort of argument with a well-timed "There is a dead body here, in case you forgot, and we really need to decide on what we're going to do with it."

"I say we burn it to ashes," he interjected, and met the looks that were turned his way. "Just disposing of it in some dump or another makes it too easy to be found, and more likely to be traced back. We want everything destroyed. Ideally, it shouldn't even look like a body once we're done."

Some of them - Erika, mainly - seemed a little uneasy at the thought. Ah well. Risks of the job, they'd deal. He was about to add something when Ty came up the stairs, looking a bit dejected and relieved to be away from Guv'. If he'd guessed right, he understood entirely.

"Clint, Guv'nor wants to see you. Team changes." Ty said, and then shuffled further into the room, pointing down into the bunker for Clint's benefit.

Team change? Really? He cursed inwardly. That must have been a complete disaster to warrant that kind of measures. He nodded though, turned to the others, who were currently asking Ty what had happened exactly.

"Reet," he called out, and met his eyes when he turned, "you're with me on disposal duty, right?"

"Yeah." He nodded.

"Van for transport should be coming in ten minutes, give or take. I should be back by then, but if it gets here first, get the keys and wait for me. The guy should leave it to you, just say you work here and are helping with the moving. Don't say anything else."

A scowl. "I'm not a beginner, Clint, I'm not going to babble off and volunteer information."

Clint raised his hands placatingly. "I trust you, just making sure. Now just get that body ready for transport, yea? Be right back."

He turned on his heel, went down the stairs and walked up to Leyton, taking in his blank expression, Naomi and Rae's glares. This was going to be fun... At least Leighton might not want to string him up with his own entrails. He'd take the small things.

"Guv'. Ty said you were switching up the teams?"

Naomi Grafton; Red Team; The Bunker; Guv'nor, Clint, Fey, Rae.

Clint. I allowed my glare to soften into an appraising look and gave him a quick nod in greeting. If he wanted to take that for approval, I wasn't going to argue. Now that was more like it. And Leighton too, it seemed we'd picked him up somewhere along the way. I wondered what the reason for that change over was and hoped it wasn't anything nasty.

"I sure am and this one's yours," Guv'nor said. "Say hello team."

"Howdy," Leighton gave him a boyish smile. "Any chance I can get in on the body action?" And I couldn't tell if that was his inherent sarcasm or a general need for action. Even now, amidst all of this there were agents itching to get their feet wet. The thought should have disgusted me but oddly I felt amused by it. Rae said a stiff hello and Fey was more gracious but not exactly warm.

"Join you for a cigarette later?" I suggested. His grin was answer enough for me. I gathered the equipment spread across the table and stood up, ready to follow the Guv out.

"I'll leave you to it then," Guv'nor said before leading the way to our surveillance room. "Naomi." I allowed my eyes to flicker across to him, brows slightly raised in a question. It was chilling to hear his mouth test my name out like that and I wondered how much he knew about me. Character profiles? Reports? It was hard to tell just how informed the Guv'nor was. "Did you have anything to add?"

Ah. I must have given myself away. I stayed quiet until the door had closed behind us and we were alone with the hum of computers. "It's all very sloppy, sir," I said. "If the two actions were designed to be co-ordinated, it could be a conspiracy or a set up. I... I don't honestly know." I tried to look unobtrusive as I started turning some of the screens on and activating our cameras and bugs. I let out a big sigh as I found that one of my cameras had been moved. Guv'nor came to stand beside me.

"This one's been disturbed," I told him, as I wrote quickly on the lable: 'Top floor, office two. Facing door.' "I set it facing the desk," I explained. It made only a small difference. We were going to have to take everything we saw or heard with a grain of salt anyway.

**Are we ignoring Lilah's posts?**