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Evan Kantor || 33 || CFO of Advent X

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A Chance Meeting || Max & Evan

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Max followed Evan, rolling his eyes at the man’s clear disinterest in what he had to say. This was the problem with the rest of the agency. No one wanted to listen and no one wanted to cooperate. If things kept up like this then their entire mission was going to flop and he couldn’t figure out why no one else seemed to see it.

Once he took a seat in the office he cleared his throat. “I’ve been working on a young woman in the building named Rachel Teer. I think she knows something. She had a pretty strange experience at that damned retreat we were subjected to and it seems to have spooked her. But the way she talks, I just get the impression that there’s something there that she isn’t telling, might even be afraid to tell.”

He paused and let that sink in. “Either she’s a Second Generation herself, or she knows about them. It’s the only real explanation for her behavior. I think it might be time that we bring her in for a formal interview. Even if she doesn’t want to give up the information I’m sure you can get your hands on something to help her loosen up her tongue and forget it ever happened after of course if it proves to be a dead end.”

At the sound of Rachel's name, Evan glanced at the man. Evan couldn't very well tell Max what he'd been thinking when it came to Rachel. There are things that he'd figured out long ago when it came to her, but that didn't mean that he had everything figured out. That was part of why he kept treating Rachel so nicely. She trusted him, thought he was a nice person, and if he could continue that reputation with her, it could possibly turn into something he could use to his advantage.

"Rachel... hmm." Evan thought about what Max had said some more and then leaned in towards him. "I'm sure that there's something that could be done about that." He replied. "All the same, I suppose that's as good a start as any. I'll take care of finding out what I can do in order to get some information from her. Maybe I could convince her to meet with me one-on-one again, as we did once before."

With that being said, his eyes glanced down to where his own hands were clasped in front of him. Surely there had to be something else, and that Max hadn't asked to speak to him because of that one thing. "Is there anything else that you have to tell me that could be equally interesting, if not moreso?"

#Max #para: a chance meeting

Important Plans || Florence & Evan

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She smirked and rolled her eyes again. “Then that,” she pointed to his watch, “must be wrong.” She liked Evan because he wasn’t afraid of her. Whatever she shot at him, he’d throw it right back. That was why they worked so well together.

Pulling out her own files, she rested her elbows on the table and listened quietly. She glanced down and nodded, thinking for a moment. “Off the top of my head? No. But I agree that we need to get started on this project. Do you have any ideas? You’re very right that we need them. Otherwise we will never survive.”

Letting her comment on his watch go with merely a smirk, Evan listened to her speak about the plans to start on the project to get Second Generation on their side. Florence had no ideas, and this meant they would need to think up any and all possibilities and then narrow it down to the best possible option, the one that would allow them to succeed. At this moment it wasn't looking like they could, or would, but he was determined sort so it was never impossible.

Evan leaned back in his chair and thought for a moment. "I'm thinking there are only two ways to make the Second Generation follow our lead. Either they trust us enough to want to help our cause, or they fear us so much that they are forced to give their allegiance to us. Although I'm always a fan of having people fear me, I'm thinking that may not work out completely in our favor because as soon as they feel that the other side is the better and stronger option, they'll jump ship. That being said, I'm not sure how many people can change their opinion of me enough to trust me enough."

#Florence #para: important plans

Important Plans || Florence & Evan

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Florence had decided to take a day off from the magazine for a change. It was slowly beginning to consume her life, and as much as she loved it, she had more important work to do. She had arranged to meet Evan in their usual place, hoping to be able to formulate a plan for the Second Generation project. They needed to start getting the Second Generation on their side.

Stepping into the building, she hurried up to the office they usually met in and closed the door, leaving it open a crack. She sat down at the table and flipped through a magazine that she’d left last time, waiting for Evan to arrive. Looking up at the sound of his voice, she smiled and rolled her eyes. “Took you long enough to get here. We agreed to meet twenty minutes ago.”

At her comment, Evan glanced down at his watch as he shut the door behind him. "According to this I'm right on time. Of course, in the life of Florence, I suppose twenty minutes early is actually on time for you." He smirked, and unbuttoned his tailored suit jacked before having a seat across from her. Most people would have been deterred, or thrown off balance by her comment, and the tone in which she said it, but Evan was not a weak man. He had more confidence than what was generally necessary for a person, and her comment didn't even make him think twice.

It took Evan no time, to pull out the few files that he had on him. "So, I suppose we should jump right into it. We're both in agreement that we need to get the ball rolling on this project, or else it's going to be too late. Do you have any ideas off the top of your head for ways to try and convince the Second Generations to side with our cause instead of running to take the side of the others? Without them we'll have absolutely no chance in succeeding, so whatever our plan is, we'll need to make it a strong selling point."

#Florence #para: important plans

A Chance Meeting || Max & Evan

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Max pushed back from his desk and walked over to the door of his small office. He watched as the rest of the publishing company ran around, busying themselves with their day to day work. He hated it, being stuck in here having to work two jobs at the same time. But he never voiced his complaints and for both of his employers he was the the model employee.

Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he grabbed his phone and shut the door behind him, needing to get out of Imprint for a few hours. He took the elevator up a few floors to what many thought was the first level of residential housing but in fact was the government headquarters. He went straight for the kitchen and grabbed himself a beer.

"Shit." He took a step back and shook some of the beer off of his hand that spilled when he walked into Evan. He hated running into the other man, hated having to report all of his work to him but he would try his damnedest not to show it. "Well, there’s a few things I could go over with you."

Much to his disappointment, when Max stated that there were a few things that he could discuss with Evan, there was an internal cringe at the thought. Perfect, now I'll have to sit and listen to the unimportant ramblings of this one. "Fine, but I hope that whatever it is that you have to speak to me about is worth my time. I want facts, or almost certain hunches. I don't just want another story about how someone thinks they may have figured something out, but have no reasons to back them up."

Evan had heard far too many people try to discuss their supposed ideas, only to have everything come up in a dead end. He didn't want action on ideas to amount to nothing. He wanted to find out more, he wanted plans to move forward. Pushing aside his annoyance, he gestured to Max to follow Evan toward his office. Once there, Evan pushed the door open and set his things down, seating himself in his chair, motioning for Max to take an empty seat.

Once both of the men were seated, he leaned forward resting his arms on the desk. "Now, tell me. What have you got for me?" He asked. With the way his day had gone so far, he was feeling as though this may not turn out to be a fruitful conversation, but somewhere deep down he was hoping to be proven wrong. Wouldn't it be interesting if whatever Max said turned out to be some news of value.

#Max #para: a chance meeting

Important Plans || Florence & Evan

Today was supposed to be a "free" day for Evan. Unlike most people's free days, Evan knew that his days would never be completely void of something. Every single day of his life he had devoted to something that required work, and today was certainly no different. He was headed to meet with Florence, and hopefully they would start to piece together a plan that would set things in motion. Truth be told he wasn't sure what they would discuss exactly, but he was more than willing to bring up some ideas, even if they were bad ones. At least that would be one step closer to his goal.

Once Evan stepped into the building, he made his way for the office he knew he could find Florence in. The whole while that he walked through the office, his mind was strategizing over all sorts of potential ideas. Coming to a stop in front of a door, he peered in the open crack of space provided by the door not being fully closed, and found Florence on the other side. With a knock, he didn't wait to be called into the room, but simply pushed the door open, and then shut it behind himself with a sly smile on his face. "Fancy meeting you here." He commented jokingly.

#Florence #para: important plans #legendstarter #//sorry it completely sucks

A Chance Meeting || Max & Evan

After a long day of working hard, and ensuring that people actually accomplished their work in a manner that would only have a successful outcome, Evan made his way to the familiar location where he and the rest of his government kind could meet. Annoyed by some meetings with one or two seemingly inept associates of Advent X, he was looking for something that could possibly turn his day around. Evan was hoping for news, or something that could take him in an entirely new direction. He had never been one to be the stagnant type. When he had an idea, vision, or goal, he wanted to see the outcome and never settled until that task was complete.

Once in the building, Evan looked around to see if there were any familiar faces that he wanted to speak with. As he turned a corner he nearly ran into another person. Evan froze, unwilling to step aside for any person, but forming a human barricade. Raising an eyebrow curiously, his eyes set on the man before him, "Max." He acknowledged in a low tone. "I haven't seen you lately."

If he were any other man Evan would have opened up with some conversational tone. However, with his mood already deteriorated, and his mind set on finding something useful to do with his time here he hadn't particularly been in a charming sort of mood. In the very brief moment that the two stood there, his eyes took in Max's appearance. "I suppose I should be getting busy, unless you would like to speak to me." His mind was in a million other places, wondering about other things, as he acted as though he were interested in the man's response.

#Max #para: a chance meeting #legendstarter

To New Acquaintances || Andrea & Evan

Andrea pulled her drink closer as she waited for his response. She smiled as she noticed him artfully dodging the question. Interesting. Ever since her eyes have been opened to the world around her, Andrea found herself becoming more suspicious of strangers. She also knew, however, that they were surrounded by people in Vincent’s bar of all places. In her mind, there was nothing to fear.

"Never-ending responsibilities? That sounds taxing. No wonder you are out for a drink." Andrea smirked as she brought the glass to her lips, taking a sip before answering him. "I’m a scientist. A geneticist specifically. Nothing too interesting, but surprisingly long hours spent hunched over a lab bench." She pulled her shoulders back and chuckled. "Luckily, it hasn’t effected my posture yet."

Evan was always careful with the information that he gave, and he knew he wasn't the only person that ever got suspicious of other people. He was a paranoid man, but he still wouldn't give unnecessary information over, the things that needed to remain hidden, those were for him to know. That didn't mean that he couldn't act friendly in order to make acquaintances with people that he knew would inevitably need, or could need for various different things.

With a casual shrug he replied. "Sometimes responsibility can be taxing, but to be honest I enjoy it more often than not. I like staying busy." Her reply caused another smile, and a small laugh to escape him. "It would truly be a shame if those long hours hunched over effected your posture. Glad to see that it's not taking a toll on you yet." She was an attractive woman, after all, and what he had said wasn't a lie. "Do you come here often? I'm wondering why I haven't run into you before today. Perhaps I've just had terrible luck."

#Andrea #para: to new acquaintances

Gallery Talk || Evan & Jana

"Guilty as charged, although I do know a lot about the artwork you can find anywhere in here. Benefits of working here day in and day out," Jana replied, turning to Evan and smiling. "I started this one a few years ago and just finished it three months ago. It took me ages to get the right amount of colors into everything but I think it paid off." She stopped and tilted her head to the side slightly as she crossed her arms across her chest. "How did you guess I did this?"

A triumphant smile formed on Evan's face. "Well, for starters, I could kind of tell based off of the way you were describing the artwork. You had a certain tone to your voice that told me all that I needed to know." He had learned through many years of his life how to read people's emotions, and Jana's at that moment of explanation had been clear as day. "So, since you know so much about this piece, and many of the others here, that means I can come to you for your opinions. However, at this moment I'm thinking I really like this one in particular. How much is it worth?"

#Jana #para: gallery talk

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Surprises; Gemma & Evan

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"A little show?" Gemma smiled against his lips before kissing him once again. "Well, we can certainly let them see now. You know how much I love an audience," she teased, an arm slipping gently around his neck. "Me dipping down below this table and sucking you off would be a show. One a lot of people here would probably want to see. But I mean, I do like your place a lot. How about we finish our drinks and head out? Try to not get me naked before we get out of the cab, hm?" she teased, taking his hand with her free one.

She could feel someone watching them, and she pushed them to look the other way. For one night, she wanted to enjoy herself and play, but work always seemed to be trailing after her like a lost puppy. No matter who she was with, it was never an acceptable way to conduct herself as a lady. Then again, Gemma never once considered herself to be a lady. She was an agent who got the job done. Tonight, the agent wanted the spoils of victory. As soon as the eyes were off of her, she let herself kiss him deeply. “Tell me when you’re ready, and we’ll go.”

If there was one thing that Evan had learned about Gemma in the time he'd known her, it was certainly that she enjoyed putting on a show. He didn't mind putting on a show either, if he were being completely honest. Evan never lacked confidence, and it was because of that, that he didn't have any issues with what other people did, and did not see him do. At that very moment, though, it was quite ready to go along with the teasing that Gemma was providing.

Evan picked up his drink, and polished it off before flashing her a smirk. "I'm ready whenever you are now." He made a move to stand, and held his hand down for her to take it. "However, I make no promises about trying not to get you naked before we reach the cab because I know just how good you can be with the teasing, and I'm almost certain that you will make it extremely difficult for me." He nodded towards the door. "Either way, we should go because I'm in no mood to rush whatever events happen once we get back to my place." Once she was standing, however, he took full advantage of kissing her deeply again.

#Gemma #para: surprises #miscellaneous psi

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Let Me Invite You // Evan & Isaac

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Oh god…

Isaac continued smiling, hiding every single thought. He knew he was an asshole and he used that cover to obtain what he needed, but Evan Kantor was worst than him. The last phrase was an unnecessary demonstration of power, what obviously he doesn’t have. Maybe Mr. Kantor managed Advent X, but he knew Florence Devlin was the real boss. Thanks to the agents and her confession. “Of course, you are doing a good job.” Isaac will be patient, but he was taking a list about this and everything.

Two hours. Maybe that can give to Isaac time to create a plan. If he could have access to Mr. Kantor personal computer… or his phone. Or something. Isaac took the opportunity: now or never. “It’s good for me. My law firm is in the same building. I will call to your assistant to check when you been here.” He extended politely his hand.

The thing that Evan loved most about himself was his ability to keep a secret, and it was because of this he was able to utilize his mutant ability without people knowing that he was. He had been intelligent, and careful enough to never do it in any way that others could ever find out his skill. That ability was what allowed him to tell which person he encountered was human, or who had a special skill. It was how he knew who to keep close to him, and who to keep an eye on.He'd had years of honing his craft while being married to Violet, and even after ten years of marriage, she didn't even know what he was capable of.

It was that very reason that as Evan stood in front of Isaac he was able to understand what skill Isaac had, and if necessary know how to use it against him. He trusted no person, and it was due to this that he took overly-extreme precautions for everything. Glancing down at Isaac's hand he shook it, holding his grudging feelings inside. "Let me escort you off of this floor. Security wouldn't appreciate you being around here." With a gesture, he motioned back to the open elevator, and then joined the man. "It won't be long, I'll contact you the very moment I'm back."

#Isaac #para: let me invite you #miscellaneous psi

We Have Work To Do || Rachel & Evan

Seeing his look of approval, Rachel beamed. The recognition she received from her boss was nothing short of wonderful. To know that she was doing a good job was relieving. She liked pleasing people and Evan was no exception. “Really? Well, thank you, Mr. Kantor. I was a bit unsure but I know with the right ideas we could really make it work!” she replied with the brightest smile she could muster. Her mind was sorting through all of the ideas she had in her head, her hands itching to get a pad and scrawl everything down. However, as courteous as she was, this time was reserved for lunch and for the basic planning. The ideas could wait.

When the food had arrived, she took a moment to breathe in the scent then reached for her fork, digging into her food. Hearing his comment, she chuckled softly and took a bite, letting out a satisfied sigh. “It’s absolutely perfect, Mr. Kantor. Thank you,” Rachel replied with a nod before taking a bite once more. As the conversation droned on, the young woman kept the pleasant demeanor around him. She couldn’t really understand why most of her co-workers didn’t like him. He was a wonderful boss and a nice man. He worked hard to get where he wanted to go and she respected that. “So, business aside for a moment, how have you been, Mr. Kantor?”

The pure joy over Evan's approval of her idea was evident on her face. Part of him was glad he could keep his facade going longer, and the other part of him was proud he was able to create that sort of a reaction in someone. He did notice that she still continued to call him Mr. Kantor. If he were being honest, he enjoyed the fact that he had garnered that sort of respect out of his associate, but he wanted to make sure that she remained comfortable around him.

Her tone of conversation changed to something less formal, but he still took note of the fact that his first name hadn't been used. With a friendly smile, he replied, "You don't always have to address me as Mr. Kantor. You can address me as Evan, it's my name, and it's just the two of us here. I won't mind in the least. Mr. Kantor makes me feel old." He took a sip of his drink before continuing, "I've been well, always keeping myself busy both with business, and without if I can. What about yourself? Is there anything new happening in your life?"

#Rachel #para: we have work to do #miscellaneous psi

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Settlements // Violet & Evan

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"Believe me, Evan. Me wanting to keep this property and having nothing tied to you are both in the same emotion. It’s not that I hold anything against you anymore, I just don’t want to go back to that life." She sighed and let her face fall into a solemn, blank stare. "What’s happened between us, it’s over. What’s done is done, and there is no use playing like this is just us taking a break. I want what was mine in the first place, and you know that it was."

She leaned back into the chair and crossed her legs. Her eyes darted around the office, and she wasn’t sure what choice of words would convince him. If all else failed, she would push him to giver her what she wanted, but for some reason she felt guilty every time she used her powers on him. Perhaps she respected him too much.

They hadn’t really talked much since the divorce was finalized, and part of her still wished they had taken another route. Truth be told, she was disgustingly happy being back with Vincent once again, but it still left her for a small longing for the human life she had had with Evan. It was so much easier in a way, no long-lasting concerns that could plague her for nights on end. The simplicity of a human’s love and affection. She loved Vincent entirely, but being loved by others… now that was a feeling she was addicted to.

"I don’t want to fight with you," she sighed. "I just, I get angry every time I have to deal with something like this. It’s not as if I see you outside of touchy situations anyway." Her eyes finally met his once again. "Please, let’s not make this more complicated than it already is."

It amused Evan every time that Violet attempted to put her food down and get what she wanted. He loved that about her, and the more she tried to get something, the less likely he was to give it up. On top of it all, he could feel when she would use her power against him. She was, after all, the very first one that he had ever learned had any special skill, and in turn, she was the reason that he was able to find out about his own secret skill. All the same, he wondered just how often he was helpless against her.

Evan sighed and leaned forward, "I know, every time you see me it's merely because of some unpleasant encounter. I wish that you wouldn't look at me as so troubling. You see, despite how everything turned out for us, I like to think that we had a good history together. I don't know about you, but I always think of it fondly... well... up until the very end bit, that is."

Those were true words, but all the same he was reluctant to give up what she wanted. "I just don't understand why you're always so keen to erase all of that. We must have thought differently of our past life together."

#Violet #para: settlements #miscellaneous psi

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Best of the Best // Evily

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Violet smiled as her phone lit up. She needed something to distract her from all the events surrounding her at the moment. Vincent making her face that little shit over this retreat was almost too much to handle, and she knew her weekend was no more relaxing than spending a night in an Iron Maiden.

TEXT: I’m bored. Come keep me company?

After finally managing to get himself under control after what had happened, Evan settled enough to hear his phone alert him to another text message. He picked up his phone, and read the text, laughing before he typed up a reply.

TEXT: Absolutely. I would love to. What cabin?

Evan had to use all of his concentration to make sure that he didn't end up doing backflips around the room again. The whole thing was infuriating. However, Evan was out the door in record time, and made his way to the cabin he needed, knocking on the door upon his arrival.

#para: best of the best #Violet #miscellaneous psi

Hiking... I Guess I Do That Now || Jana & Evan

Jana smiled as he spoke. “Well I would offer you to sneak into mine for wifi but unfortunately, I don’t have it either. Just a TV for me too.” She pondered as she tried to figure out where she was actually going with her statement. “Uh…coffee? Cell reception? Internet? I’m not sure what else I was going to say, to be honest. I thought I did but the thought kind of escaped me.” She giggled sheepishly, trying to hide the blush in her cheeks as she admitted that she had a bit of a blonde moment. “I will say it has very good looking me like yourself.”

"You had best stop all of that talk. I'm missing the city more and more with every mention of things that I've given up by coming here." Evan caught the blush that was on her face, and he couldn't help but smile at the fact, and his eyebrow quirked up at her last comment. "Are you saying that that I'm good looking, Jana?" He asked curiously wondering if she was trying to flirt, or if he had heard things incorrectly.

#Jana #para: hiking with jana

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