Handler-Clairé

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

" Welcome to the Enhanced Operatives Division. How may I be of assistance? "

Bio•Rules•Info

Alias:Claire Anderson

Real name: [REDACTED]

Curr. Position: Handler 

Duration in Agency:17 years

Birthdate: January 3rd ■■■■

Birthplace: ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎,▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎

Age:50

Pronouns:She/Her

Nationality: ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎/American

Height: 5'7

Eyes:Dark Brown

Hair: Brown

Blood type: B positive

Dominant hand: Left

Interests:Drama TV-writing-Flowers and plants-schedules

Allergies: Chocolate and Coconut

More:

Clairé is a retired field agent, now a handler and has been in the EOD for about 17 years. Her agent is so far only Agent Floor. She is quite a quiet type and is always just straight to business. At some moments she'll be a tad cold but other then that she can be pretty nice. Her backstory is really unknown and even floor only knows bits and pieces. She definitely gives strict mom energy and always finds The Fabricator and Floor's scuffles childish.

-Rules and other below cut-

RULES:

-No NSFW or anything sexual OK??

-Flirting is ok and simping also i guess? But %70 percent of the time it will fly over her head

-Absolutely no bigotry got it? I will not tolerate racism, homophobia, transphobia, etc.

-Overall, don't be a jerk.

Other:

Hello! This is Handler Clairé's ask blog, if you'd like you can visit my first and original ask blog, aka Clairé's agent, Agent Floor, @agent-floor , I will try my best to balance the 2 blogs anyway, enjoy everybody! 

[tacos-and-doodles]

On Hiatus

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

It's her birfday!

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Claire's birthday is in 4 damn days and I have 0 ideas on what the hell to do and if I try and make another cake I'll burn down the entire state I'm living in.

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Me when Claire's birthday is in 8 days

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

[A knock on the door]

[Theres a small origami tree! There’s also a small little box next to it]

[In the box is a small sticky note with a drawing of a ladybug with a Santa hat on it, it also says “Merry Christmas!!” On it, under the note is a necklace, the chain is made of pure gold and there’s a diamond shaped as a humming bird on the necklace]

[Clairé snaps out of her glum mood she's been in all day. She opens the door to see the gift. She bends down to take a closer look at it]

Hm.. Well I could probably guess who this was

[Clairé picks up the necklace. She takes a long thought wondering how agent buggy was able to afford or attain the necklace before she decides its best to not think about it.]

…Well this was thoughtful…

[Clairé thinks for a bit, looking down at her current necklace that she's wearing which was given by a certain someone..]

…Well.. I suppose it's better to accept the new than to linger onto the past..

[Clairé takes off her necklace and puts it aside, putting on the necklace gifted by Buggy]

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Three knocks sound from the door leading into Clairé's office. Agent Phoenix appears outside before the window not long after, signing something to her.

"Mornin', Ms. Anderson. Sorry, do you have a moment to spare by any chance?"

(@phoenixagent)

[Clairé looks up from her papers]

Hm? Oh Phoenix, yes I'm not to busy at the moment. What did you want to talk to me about?

[phoenixagent]

"Well, it's... Normally this is the sort of thing I would come to my Handler—"

they freeze, already mentally reprimanding themself for using their personal sign for their Handler in front of someone they don't know all that well—

"I mean, Mr. Crane for, but unfortunately he appears to be out of his office at the moment and you're the only other person with their office located nearby whom I could think of to ask."

"Anyway, could you join me in the main lobby room? I'm sure you'll understand as soon as you see it."

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Oh, well-

[Clairé checks her watch]

I won't have any meetings or work for awhile so sure

[Clairé stands up from her desk]

[phoenixagent]

"Right. Thank you for much for joining me, Ms. Anderson."

Still maintaining eye contact with Clairé, the Agent angles their body towards the end of the hallway that leads to the main lobby room, waiting for the other to follow them.

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

[Clairé follows Phoenix, a bit puzzled]

[phoenixagent]

As soon as the two make their way into the lobby room, the problem immediately makes itself apparent. Indeed, just as the Agent had claimed prior.

The microwave is on fire.

"For the record, I did not set the microwave on fire," Phoenix signs. "At least, I didn't mean to."

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Ah. Lovely. Well it's not like it's my first time having to put out fires like this since my agent is very prone to setting everything on fire.

[Clairé looks around]

Doesn't the agency have any fire extinguisher's here?.. Oh yea. Floor set all of the fire extinguishers on fire two days ago

[Clairé sighs, slightly annoyed]

What else can put a fire out? I don't think we can use water since it's a microwave..

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Three knocks sound from the door leading into Clairé's office. Agent Phoenix appears outside before the window not long after, signing something to her.

"Mornin', Ms. Anderson. Sorry, do you have a moment to spare by any chance?"

(@phoenixagent)

[Clairé looks up from her papers]

Hm? Oh Phoenix, yes I'm not to busy at the moment. What did you want to talk to me about?

[phoenixagent]

"Well, it's... Normally this is the sort of thing I would come to my Handler—"

they freeze, already mentally reprimanding themself for using their personal sign for their Handler in front of someone they don't know all that well—

"I mean, Mr. Crane for, but unfortunately he appears to be out of his office at the moment and you're the only other person with their office located nearby whom I could think of to ask."

"Anyway, could you join me in the main lobby room? I'm sure you'll understand as soon as you see it."

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Oh, well-

[Clairé checks her watch]

I won't have any meetings or work for awhile so sure

[Clairé stands up from her desk]

[phoenixagent]

"Right. Thank you for much for joining me, Ms. Anderson."

Still maintaining eye contact with Clairé, the Agent angles their body towards the end of the hallway that leads to the main lobby room, waiting for the other to follow them.

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

[Clairé follows Phoenix, a bit puzzled]

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Three knocks sound from the door leading into Clairé's office. Agent Phoenix appears outside before the window not long after, signing something to her.

"Mornin', Ms. Anderson. Sorry, do you have a moment to spare by any chance?"

(@phoenixagent)

[Clairé looks up from her papers]

Hm? Oh Phoenix, yes I'm not to busy at the moment. What did you want to talk to me about?

[phoenixagent]

"Well, it's... Normally this is the sort of thing I would come to my Handler—"

they freeze, already mentally reprimanding themself for using their personal sign for their Handler in front of someone they don't know all that well—

"I mean, Mr. Crane for, but unfortunately he appears to be out of his office at the moment and you're the only other person with their office located nearby whom I could think of to ask."

"Anyway, could you join me in the main lobby room? I'm sure you'll understand as soon as you see it."

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Oh, well-

[Clairé checks her watch]

I won't have any meetings or work for awhile so sure

[Clairé stands up from her desk]

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Three knocks sound from the door leading into Clairé's office. Agent Phoenix appears outside before the window not long after, signing something to her.

"Mornin', Ms. Anderson. Sorry, do you have a moment to spare by any chance?"

(@phoenixagent)

[Clairé looks up from her papers]

Hm? Oh Phoenix, yes I'm not to busy at the moment. What did you want to talk to me about?

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

This blog has been kinda plain rn. So f it. Magic anons are avaliable to happen

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

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Fun fact, when Clairé was a rebellious teen, she went to jail 3 times!

Three times for reckless endangerment! [Don't worry she got bailed every time :P]

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

*A small knock on the door*

*No one is at the other side except for a large bucket of cookies*

[Clairé looks down at the bucket and picks it up]

Well on one hand, this could be from a zoraxus employee who broke in the agency and these are poison cookies and when I take even a small bite it'll kill me. On the other hand, it was probably buggy. I'll go with the second option.

[Claire takes the bucket of cookies to her desk]

[life-ennder]

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[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

*Theres a knock on the door*

*Buggy and floor is at the otherside with Patrick, holding Claire’s photo in his mouth*

Hello! Patrick stole this so we came to give it back! Here!

*She takes the photo out of Patrick’s mouth and hold it out for Claire*

[She looks at the 3, specifically at Patrick with a look of tiny anger]...oh, well thank you. You didn't happen to uh, look at the photo right? [She looks at Floor with a glare, having a feeling that they looked more into the photo]

[agentbuggy]

Uuuuuh……

*She nudges Floor*

do we tell or not??

*Meanwhile Patrick chitters at Claire, not ashamed at himself in the slightest*

[tacos-and-doodles]

[Floor's face expression stays calm, but she is secretly sweating elevators]

Uhmm...

well I mean I guess we should? I don't know it's now or never!

[agentbuggy]

uuuuuhh

Who is…. who was it again? Typhoon was it? Who’s that?

*She looks at Claire expectedly*

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

[She looks a little more mad, oopsie.] You mean Agent Tidal Wave? You looked at the picture?

[agentbuggy]

Noooooooo….. we didn’t…..

Uuuuuuh….. we just heard of them that’s all!

*She gives an innocent smile*

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Uh, sure.

[She doesn't fully believe that]

...So what exactly do you want to know about him?

[agentbuggy]

Well…. Where you friends? How do you know each other?

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

[Clairé sigh's, she might as well tell them, but not all the information]

...Well, he was my partner, in the field of course.. when I used to be a field agent

[agentbuggy]

Oh! Like friends? We’re you too friends too? Would make sense if so!

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Er- sure, just friends...

[agentbuggy]

Oh then he gotta be nice ri-

*She remembers that he’s a traitor*

Oh…. Uh I mean…. You both must’ve been close huh?

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Well, I guess you could say that he- Get to the point Agent Buggy, what do you want?

[agentbuggy]

To know more about this person! Real curious that’s all!

Soooo we could say that he…. What exactly?

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Oh! Uhm- that he.. that he was a uh, really good uh- friend! Yup just friend..

[agentbuggy]

…. JUST a friend? Huh! Neat! Was he nice when you used to know each other?

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

... Well when I used to, yes he was fairly nice.

[agentbuggy]

Oh! How did you both meet then? Was it in a mission? THAT would be pretty cool actually!!

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

Well kind of. We both had a mission in surprisingly close proximity so we had to work together at some point. And then I don't know i guess we just.. ended up working together nicely..

[agentbuggy]

whoa……

Hm….

He was the one who worked for Zoraxis in the end though right? Well…. How did y’all find out?

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

[and now floor is standing on the side, scared that buggy will accidentally ask something too off limits]

...That's confidential Buggy...

[agentbuggy]

Oh…. Course it is….

*She looks over at floor*

Diiiiid something happen?? Why you all the way over there?

[tacos-and-doodles]

hm? Oh uh no reason..

[Floor just basically doesn't wanna get caught in cross-fire, she hates getting caught in those]

[agentbuggy]

Oh ok!

Well…. Ya sure you can’t tell? Like how he betrayed anyone or whatever?

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

[She thinks for a second, really debating]

....Fine I'll tell you some, why not. He worked as an undercover for about 3 years, the only way he was found out was from, a backstabbing from Zoraxis... Yes, the traitor became the betrayed. And also he got a very litteral backstabbing also, on the same mission that he was.. revealed to be a traitor...

[agentbuggy]

…oh wow…. Huh……

When…. Did this happen exactly?

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

In about 2008...

[agentbuggy]

Huh… that’s…. All I need to know…

Sorry bout Patrick stealing your photo!

*Patrick gives a small purr towards Claire*

[handlerclaire-takes-asks]

... It's.. it's fine.. [Clairé looks down at a smug Patrick and Floor is just relived as heck that she didn't get caught in crossfire]