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vol·a·tile adjective \ˈvä-lə-təl 1: readily vaporizable at a relatively low temperature 2: difficult to capture or hold permanently "We are animals. Our first instinct when we see an object of beauty is to eat it." I. Lahey-McCall || Psychic || Field Agent

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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Kira was ready, or as ready as she could be, until she saw the pixie. She was small, defenseless, the kind of person Kira automatically wanted to protect. Kira didn’t know how she could have caused so much damage.

At least, she did until she saw the look on her face. It was cold, calculating, and Kira could tell that she was dangerous. She took a deep breath, trying to hide how nervous she was. She could do this.

"We need to know the code to your safe." Kira shocked herself with how confident her voice sounded. If she wasn’t aware of how nervous she was, she wouldn’t have realized it by her tone. "You can tell us willingly, or we can make you tell us."

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The pixie stared, inhumanly large eyes blinking at Kira. When she wrinkled her nose, her entire body seemed to glow. She assessed the threat - and looked like she wasn't impressed. Isaac would happily have thrown her across the room.

"No." She replied nonchalantly, feigning a yawn. "I want something in return. If you're here to be bossy, then get out."

She floated a few inches into the air, and made to return to her bed, and Isaac really wouldn't mind throwing her across the room.

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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"A name that I’ve never been told. Tell me their name and I’ll make sure to use it." She was pretty sure Isaac didn’t know the pixie’s name and if he did, he didn’t care enough to actually use it. As she followed him down the hallway to the holding cells, Kira tried to mentally prepare herself for what she was about to do. It’d been awhile since she used her power, and she still felt kind of guilty every time she took away someone’s free will.

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It wasn't his first time going above and beyond interrogation 'best practices' to get results. The last time still weighed heavily in his mind, but Isaac wouldn't be doing the coercing today. It was a simple matter of implying that whoever was on watch duty would not like what they saw. 

Therein lay one of the Bureau's greatest weaknesses and strengths. It liked to blur the lines between good and bad. Isaac wasn't interested in talking philosophy. 

The Pixie's name was Elzy Burton. She was a lanky thing, barely an inch shorter than Isaac, and she looked like a strong wind would knock her over. Isaac had watched footage of her wielding a scimitar. He did not care what she looked like. 

She watched them warily, weighed down with modified shackles, looking like she was trying to pick the weaker link. It sounded like she hadn't talked in days. "More visitors?"

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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At that she knew what she had been suspecting. What they were about to do was going against Bureau rules, not the kind of rules that got you a warning, the kind that got you fired. But there was no way she was backing out now. “We’ll just make sure no one finds out.”

Kira picked up her notebook where she’d been failing to work out the code and stood up, facing Isaac. “Lead me to the pixie.”

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He liked that about her. If Kira walked off the deep end, she did so expecting to have to swim.

"Pixie has a name."

He didn't actually care about what it was, but he lead the way to the holding cells.

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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Kira was mildly surprised that Isaac had agreed to her idea so quickly until she remembered everything the team had been through before she joined them. It made since that he was completely down with her plan.

"Should we tell someone before or after?"

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Isaac met her gaze evenly, and his features twisted into something solemn, yet serene. "If no one finds out, we don't tell anyone."

If anything happened, or if she went against that, he would not let himself get persecuted easily. That was a promise. But he'd keep her secret, and he liked to think she'd do the same.

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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"I don’t think it would be, it’s worked on other non humans. I’ve never tried it on a pixie before." Kira wondered how he got access to her file, but she didn’t think it was that important. 

"Do you think we should try it? Or should we just keep trying to make sense of these numbers?" She hoped the thought of having to sit here looking at the code would get him to let her do this.

[agentlahey]

There was paperwork that would have to be done, documenting their efforts - for only the right people to see. Isaac's features were impassive, carefully poised to give nothing away. There were few people whose well-being he could concern himself with.

He'd do more than sacrifice a pixie's free will for them.

"Let's make it quick."

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scott mccall + ass

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bless the booty lol

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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"No, I’ve got this thing I can do where I can make people do or say things using my mind. It’s called hypnokinesis."

She waited for the inevitable look, the one where people suddenly didn’t think they could trust her anymore.

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"I know. I've read your file." Isaac replied nonchalantly, which may or may not have been in his security clearance level. There were benefits to being married to a team leader.

"Will that be affected by the pixie being - a pixie?" He knew that as a psychic, he had some difficulty controlling non-humans. He couldn't tell if all psychics were the same.

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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"Lets do it. It’d probably be faster that trying to crack this thing." 

Even though she was pretty sure the Bureau would never let them torture information out of a subject, it was nice to think about getting the answer the easy way.

"We could always see if I could persuade them to give us the code."

[agentlahey]

The Bureau was surprisingly brutal when it needed something.

"When you say persuade, what do you mean?" Like torture?

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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"Thanks. And I do the same for you." Or at least try. She wasn’t sure she was actually physically capable of stopping Isaac, but she would try.

"They don’t go up by the same amount each time or any other pattern based on the difference between the numbers." Kira let out an exasperated sigh and slammed her head on the table. "Why couldn’t this be easy?"

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"Because people hate us."

Which was true, but mostly made it funny.

He appreciated the sentiment though, but he'd enough of fighting his coworkers for at least two more months. Hopefully the Bureau would cooperate. 

"Maybe we can beat it out of the pixie." He wasn't joking, exactly.

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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"That’s not going to happen again." Kira said as a blush started to creep onto her cheeks. She focused on Isaac instead of the numbers that still refused to make any sense. That was the fastest way to zone out, staring at boring numbers.

"I haven’t zoned out for more than five minutes. If it gets over a normal time, I’d tell someone. With everything that’s happened, this isn’t something to mess around with. If it get’s bad, you’ll probably be the first to know."

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At least they weer on the same page as far as the numbers were concerned. Unfortunately, that probably meant they ought to outsource the problem.

"And if you can't tell someone - I'll stop you." His tone was nonchalant, an idle sort of promise that carried no personal ill will. He hoped she'd return the favor.

Tapping his pen against the desk, he added after a beat, "I think we've ruled out this code as language. The numbers are in ascending order, and nothing repeats."

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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"If by effective you mean you’d have to go buy a new laptop in the time you could be using to catch these guys, then throwing you laptop against the wall would be totally effective."

Kira went back to the code, but her mind wasn’t focused. She was starting to zone out, starting to lose track of where she was, when Isaac’s voice came cutting through her mind. “Got it. No zoning out. I will try my hardest not to zone out. I promise.” 

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"Zone out like you just did?" Isaac was unashamed to point out, just barely teasing. Watching her was better than waiting for his laptop to do something. People complained about machines being more intelligent than humans all the time, but Isaac would really like some proof of that right now.

"But no. I meant... Like the people losing time. Forgetting 18 hours of their day and shit. You haven't reached that level of zoning out. I hope."

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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"We’ll figure it out." Kira said, trying any possible pattern with the numbers. It didn’t take long before the pattern failed and she got even more frustrated.

"Someone will figure it out Isaac." Kira wasn’t sure why he seemed so mad until she remember everything that had happened. It was easy for her to forget how much the team had been affected by this before she joined.

"They aren’t going to get away with this."

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Their may or may not have been any merit to her words, but Isaac still liked the promise. He liked knowing he was on a team who would fight.

The computer beeped again, signalling another failure.

"Or I could throw my laptop against the wall. That sounds effective."

He'd been calmer lately, though. Dr. Morgan's miracle cure providing more emotional support than he'd anticipated. Isaac snorted, but there wasn't malice in his tone. "Don't zone out on me. We don't need more people forgetting where they are."

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

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"I’m not quite sure. It might damage whatever’s inside, but I don’t think anyone can crack this thing." Kira looked down at the string of numbers, that they already knew with a glare, as if it might magically make sense.

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"With a sledgehammer," Isaac continued, as if she hadn't spoken. Yet he turned the numbers over, trying another one of Danny's algorithms on his computer. He didn't get far.

"We need to figure out how they're connected to those people." He groused. The people who'd kidnapped members of their team, the people who would have taken them somewhere if their plane hadn't crashed - those people. Isaac needed to find them, and he wanted to hurt them.

Kira hadn't been with them, but he wondered if she remembered that time.

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Problem Solving [Isaac and Kira]

"Why is this so freaking impossible?"

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"Why can't we just blast it open?" Isaac countered, just on the wrong side of impatient.

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The Cure is Worse than the Disease [Closed]

By Dr. Morgan's count, he'd been there for three nights, but Isaac could only properly recall the first. The tests had been simple and their results easily generated. He had nifty charts to take home that mostly stated he was competent. They'd given Isaac a false sense of security that he was only too willing to buy into. People had issues with anxiety on a regular basis. People in their line of work probably had twice the prevalence. Isaac wasn't unique, even if his problems were situational.

He had Brady and Weiss to thank for this breakthrough, though Isaac was a lot more temperamental than any rat. Dr. Morgan wanted to circumnavigate panic by handing him a beacon. The shop talk mostly went over his head, but when external forces affects his powers, Isaac was told he'd experience mild headaches - if the drug worked.

'A warning bell, so to speak.' The doctor's tone had been calm. The doctor was always calm, but he was polite enough to take Isaac's reactions at face value even as Isaac wondered, for the dozenth time that hour, why he'd chosen to do this alone. 

Isaac didn't want to play the hero, but he wanted to stop playing the foil.

He focused his efforts on pointedly ignoring the needle that disappeared into his thigh. He hadn't been asked when he was ready. Isaac appreciated that. The rush of pain was immediate, chased by a sense of floating. It was sleep but not sleep, though that too seemed to be hot on the trail. He didn't feel the epidural puncture when it slipped in. He was too busy feeling - vast, like he was falling apart but reaching beyond his self, beyond barriers that used to mean so much. If this was what being high as fuck meant, it was terrifying.

Isaac resolved to burn all weed before slumber finally claimed him. In his mind, something clicked into place. He knew the drug had worked before he lost all control. 

It had been a long time since he slept so well.

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Running a Little Latte

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Donovan chuckled and quirked his brows once before glancing down. “It could be worse,” he assured him. And, the fact was, it would be worse if this medication didn’t work. They’d have to go with something stronger, which would undoubtedly cause attention to be drawn their way.

"Monitored by me,” the psychologist assured him. “I assure you, I’m perfectly capable of running all of the required tests myself, as well as monitoring you throughout the entire process.” It would be a lot, and he would need to clear his schedule for a brief period of time, but this was important and it was doable.

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"All right... Okay." If Isaac hesitated, that was his own business. He wanted the matter dealt with. He'd come into this meeting with the certainty that he would take action to remediate what had been done. There were lines he wasn't going to cross, but playing human guinea pig wasn't one of them. As part of the Bureau, it was practically built into his contract. Except the cafe suddenly felt all the more lonely.

"When do we start?"

The sooner they got this mess started, the sooner he could clean it up.