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agentzee:
“I’m not going to waste your time,” Z said as he walked over to the interrogation table where the suspect sat. “And really, I want this to be over as much as you do. I’ve got better things to do, and so does my fellow agent over there,” he beckoned to the wall where the other agent stood. “There’s not gonna be a show of bad cop and good cop, but I can promise you that while I may deal with you verbally, my colleague over here will deal with you… physically.” He paused for effect, letting the remark sink in. “So, do we understand each other?”
Her back pressed against the wall, arms crossed over her chest, ankle crossed over the other. T had patience but she also had anger ... enough of it to spare into her knuckles if need be. She wasn’t violent in nature per say, but it didn’t take a lot to push her there either. One brow quirked when she was gestured to, and T even moved to take off the jacket over her button-down shirt. Tie went over her shoulder, cuffs unbuttoned to be rolled. “I don’t mind getting a little dirty, Z.”
agentvee:
V’s nose wrinkled, and she brought the cup to her nose, taking a sniff of the drink. Alien substances were her area of expertise, and if it was what she suspected it was, they would be in for a good time. “I haven’t had any of this stuff in years, if it’s what I think it is,” she said, almost awestruck, dipping a finger in the liquid and licking it off. “You have to try this, T. I mean, you’ll probably wake up naked in the middle of nowhere, but you’ll have had fun getting there.”
T wouldn’t lie ... there was a moment of consideration there but a quick scan of the crowd of agents celebrating told her all she needed to know. “I’d say sure but I have to politely decline. I do all of my drinking alone.” Or in small doses with the frat boys, but if she was aiming to get drunk it’d be by herself in her apartment, off hours, as she always did. “I’ve got credibility here. I don’t want that to go down the toilet when I stand on a desk and strip naked in front of all of my friends and coworkers.” She promised she’d never drink around her partner. That was important. “What is it?”
agent-i:
eye looked down into his drink. “oh, was it neeble? i asked him to do that, no sweat.” he grinned. “thanks, though, appreciate it.” still, he didn’t raise his cup to his lips. “hang on, it was neeble, right? it wasn’t mannix? that li’l shit owes me money and i know he’s trying to get out of it.”
“I didn’t catch who it was, honestly. I just saw them do it on the fly, as slick as they thought they could be.” T sucked her lower lip into her mouth and shook her head, “Missing one of the little hands on his stomach, upper left side. I know it’s supposed to grow back but I think he does it for aesthetic. That’s all I got, I.”
“I wouldn’t drink that if I were you.” She’d been lingering by the punch bowl for a few minutes, now away from the main engagement of the Halloween party but close enough to the fray to make it not so obvious that she was avoiding it. T didn’t mind office parties so much, but it got loud when liquor was involved and she had a harder time processing the din when Worms were involved. “One of the little Annelids came by and sneakily slipped something silvery into it a little while ago.”
agentdubs:
://HALLOWEENSTARTER
Overwhelming noise coming from all directions. People consistently attempting small talk. Coworkers in skimpy or ridiculous outfits.These were not normal circumstances. Worms spiking the punch… okay that part was normal, but not the rest. So, Dubs rationalized her less than normal actions of hiding beneath the tablecloth of the punch table as being appropriate for the extenuating circumstances in which she found herself.
To be fair, T thought that W had dropped something under the table when she caught her dipping under the skirt. But as time passed and she realized that W was still under there she moved slowly around the edge of the room, appearing beside it and purposely dropping a Reese’s peanut butter cup ( still in the wrapper thank you ) to have an excuse to lean down herself. “All good down here?”
agentgg:
Her costume was nothing special. Jeans, a striped jumper, black beanie hat, and a mask made out of an old pair of tights. Burglars were scary, right? Despite her half-assed attempt to look the part, GG couldn’t feel more out of place. She would much rather be in down in tech, or at home, or anywhere but here. “Aren’t we all a little old to be celebrating Halloween?” she complained out loud.
“You’re not out for candy. You’re just dressed up. There’s no age limit on the spirit of Halloween, and nobody said it was a holiday just for snot-nosed, bratty kids.” Oh, she hated kids. The idea that so many holidays were centered around them made her want to puke, but T liked Halloween --- or the spirit of it, as it were. Though she wasn’t really dressed up: she was just in normal clothes, no MIB attire, nothing fancy. Jeans and a nice black shirt, a pair of boots, a leather jacket slung over the back of her desk chair. What she might wear if she weren’t an agent. And that was all.
BOLD what applies to your muse.
PLACE IN SOCIETY
financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty.
medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged.
class or caste: upper / middle / working / slave / unsure.
education: qualified / unqualified / studying.
criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no.
FAMILY
married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated.
has a child or children / has no children / wants children.
close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased.
orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s).
TRAITS + TENDENCIES
extroverted / introverted / in between.
disorganized / organized / in between.
close minded / open-minded / in between.
calm / anxious / in between.
disagreeable / agreeable / in between.
cautious / reckless / in between.
patient / impatient / in between.
outspoken / reserved / in between.
leader / follower / in between.
empathetic / unemphatic / in between.
optimistic / pessimistic / in between.
traditional / modern / in between.
hard-working / lazy / in between.
cultured / un-cultured / in between / unknown.
loyal / disloyal / unknown.
faithful / unfaithful / unknown.
BELIEFS
monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic.
belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.
belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.
belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.
belief in aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.
religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious.
philosophical: yes / no.
OPINIONS
pro-suicide / anti-suicide / doesn’t know or on the fence.
pro-euthanasia / anti-euthanasia / doesn’t know or on the fence.
pro-choice / anti-abortion / doesn’t know or on the fence.
pro-marriage / anti-marriage / doesn’t know or on the fence.
pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty / doesn’t know or on the fence.
pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / doesn’t know or on the fence.
pro-murder / anti-murder / doesn’t know or on the fence.
pro-cannibalism / anti-cannibalism / doesn’t know or on the fence.
left wing / right wing / middle / doesn’t know or on the fence.
SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION
heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual.
sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable.
romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable.
sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious.
potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.
potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.
ABILITIES
combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.
HABITS
drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
smoking: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
other narcotics: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
medicinal drugs: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.
No, ma'am. We at the FBI do not have a sense of humor that we are aware of.
Agent K, Men In Black
agent-why:
“What can I say?” Y raises his hands in a shrug, “Too much man here for one woman. Sharing is caring.” He leans back in the chair, absently looking around before cracking up. “Oh god.” he says chuckling. “You are too innocent for the world. It means, let’s say, he has a small ego.” Y shook his head. “Anyway, he’s your damn partner. This is just sad T. As in lame. As in sad and lame. Fuck and get it over with, what do you think Q’s going to spring out from under the bed?”
“Forgive me, you went from talking about if he was gay to the size of his dick. I didn’t think the two were related.” Eyes did roll now, and after a moment T shook her head. “I don’t know how his dick is, or anything about it aside from the fact that he chooses to use the men’s room when he has to pee.” And while the prospect of Q hiding specifically under hers or E’s bed to catch them was hilarious ... “It doesn’t matter. That kind of fraternising is against regulation. Look at F and EEE. I don’t want to wind up retiring early and spending all of my time in the basement levels of the complex because I couldn’t control my raging crush. Thank you.”
agentayy:
“ you should just threaten to neurolyze him any time you catch him in a lie. that’ll clean up his act quick. s’what i did to agent i. ” that, in fact, was not what he did to agent i, with whom he had a level of camaraderie that was all raw boyishness and probably infuriated half the agency. but as far as a was concerned, it wasn’t their fault that others weren’t on their partnership level. “ yeah, yeah. listen, i mean it. if anyone asks, i’m very hard for you. i have a reputation to uphold here. ” with a snort, he flicked a rubber band at her arm—because a was, apparently, a child, and this was what children did. “ are you implying an assistant has to be a woman, t? that’s very backwards thinking. even if i would be able to put every other pencil skirt–wearing agent to shame. ”
“Does that mean you’re not otherwise hard for me? Between you and F telling me these things, I’m starting to wonder if I really am covered in pus and maggots.” Of course she teased at him --- her own connection to A was appreciated for what it was, whatever it was. But his tendency to flirt with any female that passed did not go unnoticed. Her hand shifted forward to catch the rubber band, rather than have it hit her face. “No, I am not implying that an assistant has to be a woman. I am implying that I want to see you in a pencil skirt because I think your thighs would look good in it. Flats or heels, your choice.” T snorted, winding the rubber band in her hand, “I’m not going to harm E. Yet. Maybe someday.”
agent-i:
he barked a laugh. flashing her finger guns briefly, he added, “you got me there.” it was a cloudy, somewhat wet day, but he was glad to be outdoors. some sun would’ve been nice, but beggers can’t be choosers. “hmm… well, tall and mysterious is a mood. got my white girl mood. hmmm,” he hummed thoughtfully, raising the keyfob to unlock the plain black crown victoria. “frat boy covers most of my other moods, to be honest.”
Hand immediately went to the inside of her suit jacket, reaching out the MIB issued sunglasses to block the overcast that might occur, with the right shift of the clouds. “I would have never guessed that you were a frat boy with the finger guns. The mood totally eluded me.” I was something else, really. The fact that he got along with A so well would suggest he had his more ... snippy moods but he always seemed to be a ball of sunshine. It was refreshing with how serious some of the agents could be at times ( ahem, T, ahem ahem ). Once they reached the car, and with confirmation of it being unlocked, she pulled the passenger-side door open and dumped herself into the seat. “I think you can maybe be scary too. Though that’s an accident? To new agents when you’re not smiling. You’d be intimidating if you weren’t always so aloof, you know.”