[fieldbox="X, purple, solid"]
Operative: X
Date: July 13, 2012
Location: New York
Target:
Aimi Chiyoko (
@Kitt)
It seems that it's time...
X took a long drink from his flask. Out of the last nine days, he had spent eighty-five hours keeping tabs on one Aimi Chiyoko, the OIT that he'd been assigned to collect. And out of those eighty-five hours, she had spent approximately sixty of them in her house. This was, of course, not counting the late nights / early mornings when she was asleep (or, when normal people would be asleep, at least) when he would obviously expect her to be in her home. No, that was sixty hours of daylight that she did not leave her home. It took him five days to collect enough data on her movements to send a report back to HQ. According to the reports he'd seen, everyone else was having a nice, easy time of it. And, of course, TCTC was treating it like a vacation.
There were worse places to be stationed, for sure. He should count himself lucky that he wasn't sent to Alaska. But it was still frustrating that he was stuck there, sitting in a cramped little rental car, staring at an unchanging door for twelve hours a day.
Still, the day had come to take action, and action he would take. She didn't seem to be leaving her home any time soon, so he would have to take a little bit of an unconventional approach to things, this time. Luckily, he had spent his ample free time over the past several days preparing a strategy for just such an occasion.
He pulled the car around the corner, where she wouldn't be able to see it if she were to look outside, then walked to either end of her street and put down chalk sigils, charged with his intent, such that her postal carrier would conveniently "forget" to deliver mail to this relay. That accomplished, he returned to the car and removed the set of items he was o deliver from the spare tire compartment under the lining of the trunk, where he had been keeping them safely hidden. They went into one of the free flat-rate boxes that were available at the post office, and he sealed it neatly with packing tape. In sharpie, he wrote her mailing address, leaving the return address space blank. Then, to complete it, he drew a small sigil in the top right corner of the box to encourage her to ignore the lack of return address, postage, or postmark. After that, it was easy to simply walk up to her door, leave the package in clear view, ring the bell, and disappear. He would wait in the car until he needed to act again.
Let us hope that this goes more smoothly than the rest of this week has.[/fieldbox]
[fieldbox="ODYS, gray, solid"]
Operative: ODYS
Date: July 13, 2012
Location: Colorado
Target:
Matthew Fredricks (
@TragicTrees)
Oh man, this is gonna be so great!
ODYS was excited. She was
always excited, but she was especially excited about this day. It was the day when she would finally get to meet her trainee and expose him to the wonderful world of life as a secret government monster hunter. Like, how freaking cool was that?! She was sure that he would be excited, too.
And what was there to not be excited about? She loved her job. After all, she'd managed to get his routine down in the first few days there, so she (secretly) took the previous day off and went skiing. Honestly, how could you go to Colorado, and
not ski? Sure, she wasn't
supposed to do stuff like that, but when your job takes you all over the country, you gotta take advantage of that.
But today, there would be no unapproved time off. Nope. Today was special. Today was important. Today was THE day, and she was gonna milk it for all the excitement it was worth.
She knew he'd be leaving for work soon (his work, of course, being the already super cool job of performing magic on the street), and she was ready for him. Her Empathy channel was wide open, and she could feel him working himself up to get ready for the day, so it was just about time. She couldn't start too early, or it wouldn't work; but she couldn't wait too long, or he'd see her and that would just ruin the whole mystery. Secret government agents had to be mysterious, it was, like, a requirement.
Wait for it... Wait for it... NOW!
From her vantage point on a hill above his home, she leapt to her feet just as he opened the door and sent up a prayer to the Huntress, Artemis. It was going to be a tough shot, but with the blessing of Artemis Iocheaira, She of the Showering Arrows, ODYS had no doubt she could make it happen.
There was naught but a split second between when she reached her feet, and when she let the massive arrow fly from her equally massive bow, which the Gods only knew how she had the strength to fire, and as soon as it was loose, she launched herself down the hill to her car and beat a swift retreat.
Meanwhile, the arrow, with at least a two-inch diameter to the shaft, thudded into the side of the building, right above Matthew's door, with enough force to make the whole place shudder. A box, tied to the shaft, was jolted loose and fell to the ground at the man's feet. There was a clicking, and then a second later a spring released in the box, popping the top open, from which sprouted a second box, painted with bright colors, attached to a spring. Matthew Fredricks' name was scrawled across the front in purple glitter. Within that box were the three things he would need to start his new, amazing secret agent life.[/fieldbox]