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Aubree Song x Hannah Rivera

Hannah just finished debriefing Aubree about the situation, and how the latter's investigation coincided with a sensitive intelligence matter.

Unsurprisingly incredulous, Aubree looked at the agent. "You honestly expect me to back down?"

"Of course not," Hannah clarified, understanding the other's concern. "This is /your/ case," she reminded her. "The DIA wouldn't have uncovered this intel if it wasn't for you. I only ask that I get to be a part of seeing this through in case anything else comes up.

"What do you say, detective?" She held out a hand.

Aubree took a moment and reached out to shake it. "Let's go catch these bastards."

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Parker x Matt Murdock

Alice White got another jury duty. She wasn't too keen about it the last time, but she certainly was now.

Just a few minutes into the hearing, the thief already started noticing something strange.

"Nate..." Parker whispered to her comms. "I think the blind man can see me."

Munching on his bowl of cereal, Hardison chimed in on the comms. "Girl, don't tell me you ate your whole chocolate stash again-"

"I didn't!!" She promised, and glanced at the odd lawyer who was making the case for the defendant. "I /almost/ all of my stash, but that's not the point!!"

"Parker," Nate sighed, "not every jury duty will have suspicious members in play."

She groaned inwardly. "Fine. I'll prove it." She looked at the lawyer who, despite his lack of eye sight, had met her glare with a curiosity of his own.

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Hannah Rivera x Oliver Staton

The impending raid involved a joint task force across agencies. The meeting went on to discuss the looming threat of their target and their hostile methods. They must be intercepted before bad comes to worse.

With a heavy sigh, Hannah picked up her files and went on her way to her office along with the last person she expected to be working with: Oliver.

"After all the gruesome things we just heard in the briefing room, and still, you're in an awfully good mood." She noted curiously.

Still smiling, he replied, "I get to work with my favorite DIA officer. What's not to like?"

She rolled her eyes, but managed a smile. "Less talk, more work," she pointed down the stack of files.

"Yes, ma'am," he took a folder from the top, and the two of them began to work their way in.

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