#circle: starter

[brimstonestardust-blog]

“salud!” dominique toasted, raising a glass in the middle of a few other agents that had gathered in the bullpen at hq to celebrate their win at the kuznetsov gala over whiskey found in the bottom drawer of a junior agent’s desk. “we toast for good fortune, and--and to celebrate protecting the circle.” seeking out the agent currently passing the bottle, she held her empty glass out for a refill. when it was full, she turned to a familiar face at her side. “have you not found a drink of your own? we are celebrating.”

[agcntcerberus-blog]

“Food isn’t that bad,” Lorenzo commented idly between bites of something off an overpriced, over the top charcuterie plate. It wasn’t common for members of the executive command to be in the field, but this particular mission required extra hands for more than one reason. “Maybe I’ll make a campaign contribution after all.”

[agent-clover]

O sighed as she began the long walk to her apartment, huddling deeper into her long dress coat and wishing she’d decided to wear pants instead of the skirt that left her knees down covered by nothing but sheer black stockings. It was dark, but she had grown up walking darker, scarier streets than the likes of Manhattan had to offer- and besides, she knew how to defend herself.

As if summoned by the thought, she heard the sound of someone running towards her from behind and she spun around, gun already out and trained between the (thankfully familiar) person’s eyes.

“Holy hell!” O hissed quietly, hitting the safety and tucking the tiny handgun back in her pocket. To her annoyance, the cockney English accent she tried very hard to conceal slipped through somewhat. “You scared the piss out of me!”

[javierdelomo-blog]

javier woke up with a start, disgruntled and disappointed to see that he’d fallen asleep in the unisex steam room that was on the third floor of the circle’s hq. it seemed excessive for an espionage agency to have a whole spa on premises, but he wasn’t complaining--holistic health and all that. surely that was important too, with all the dangerous work they did on the daily. he was more so disappointed a moment after, when he realized he was no longer alone in the room, as he’d been when he dozed off. “my bad--good thing we’re in hq, huh? i’ve really got to stop falling asleep in public places.”