Performance Review
In the [Removed under orders of the Inquisition] Police Department the general noise of average activity was interrupted by the balding, large, pale, and mustachioed face of Chief Brandon suddenly appearing through the open door to his office.
"ANDERS GET IN HERE!" Wessel snapped up quickly disengaging from some paperwork he was doing at his desk and quickly heads for the Chief's office. He walks in quickly closing the door and blinds. By the time he turns around instead of an angry chief he is sitting calmly in his chair smiling kindly and what Wessel recognized as a cup of hot coco sitting on the desk in front of the chair he was to sit in.
"So sorry about the shouting Wessel but you know how my human is supposed to be. Have a seat." Wessel does so while hearing a groan from the back of his mind.
{Jesus it creeps me the hell out to see the Chief like this. I'm just going to like float into the subconscious or something tell me when you're done.} Wessel avoid rolling his at his hosts statement and simply took a sip of the drink before responding to his superior politely.
"Sub-Visser Fifty-three.." The large man quickly raises up his hand.
"Please we've spoken about this just call me Kessel I don't want to have formality making these meetings uncomfortable between us."
"Uh yes Kessel sir is this a review of some sort. I thought we usually did these at the Sharing?" He was resisting the urge to fidget in his seat while also ignoring Kevin's suddenly making him think about punching his superior and fleeing in case this was going south.
"Ah yes while that is true there is some other orders the Visser did not want discussed in front of the others. These meetings are happening with many of our brethren in the police force." While it was clear from his tone and words this was meant to ease Wessel's nerves the mere mention of the Visser was doing the opposite.
"Yet still let us start with the normal review." He opened a drawer on his desk and pulled out a form on a clipboard clicking open a pen.
"Now then first have you been having any more issues with your host attempting to overpower your control over his body?" Wessel put on his best fake smile and pretended to give an attempt at a "sinister" chuckle.
"Of course not I've broken him utterly he hardly ever makes a peep anymore." A few tense seconds passed and Kessel simply hummed writing something down.
"Very good glad to see you've made progress in that department. Now secondly have you any evidence that could lead to the capture of the hated Andalite bandits?" Mentally Wessel just sighed remember when these reviews didn't ask every Yeerk if they somehow magically found them. He could understand why it was becoming so important to find them but it wasn't like one of them was conveniently going to decide to rob a bank and he'd just arrest them and be a hero to the Yeerk Empire.
"No sir I've seen no sign of the filthy degenerate Andalite bandits." If he noticed the sarcasm in that response there was no response.
"Well it is what it is. Now then on the final note for this review it has been noticed that the general infestation recruitment for us has been low so starting today we will be starting the 'Feel Safe with Sharing' campaign. Quite simply if you are responding to any domestic disturbance, case of violence, or other such unpleasantness we recommend you 'off handedly' mention to the victims how they can find the resources they need to 'heal' with the Sharing. While obviously not going to bring a large influx with the current 'loses' all we can do will help." While Kessel ended that with a chuckle and a smile as if feeling it was like he just announced simply the time for the company picnic Wessel felt very different. Mostly clamping down his control of the body as he felt Kevin's mind suddenly surge up and try to take control back.
{That sick bastard I'm going to strangle him, then when his little Yeerk body wiggles out of the Chief's ear I'm going to stop him into paste, and then I'm going light the paste on fire!} Wessel quickly was forced into a war on two fronts. One was purely just keeping Kevin down while the other was not showing any emotion on his face as too what was happening.
{Look I know I know but it's our jobs… look we don't get called in on many of those anyways so we just cross our fingers that we don't have to be the officer on scene who has to do it.} He still felt the molten hotness of Kevin's rage but he did stop actively trying to take over and retreated again. Wessel tried to ignore the fact for some reason he felt anything towards his host being mad at him over annoyance over the human insolence or some such. In real time the exchange was mere seconds and his superior simply took out another paper and handed it to Wessel. He scanned it only briefly while drinking more of the coco to calm himself. He saw it was drug arrests about some new narcotic; not much was known about it currently but apparently one of its street names was Brown Sugar Momma. He set the cup down and cleared his throat.
"Drug arrests sir what does this have to do with us?" Kessel sighed and leaned in a little closer speaking softly.
"The thing is if you'd notice a few of these arrests were fellow Yeerks." Wessel's eyes widened and he quickly scanned the paper again seeing that a few of the names and pictures actually were of others he recognized from the Yeerk Pool and the Sharing. At the same time this seemed impossible most Yeerks new to avoid such things with their hosts lest they become a snack bag for the Visser. As if he saw that train of thought in his eyes the Sub-Visser takes back the paper and puts it with the others.
"I'm hoping you understand the issues that could arise here. As such you and some of the others in the force are going to have finding dealers of this drug a top priority. Of course I believe you especially will come through for us. Always believed you were the best we had on the force." He said this seemingly sincere with a wide smile as if he was a teacher giving a student their gold star not out of cynical psychological manipulation but because they legitimately thought the child earned it.
"No go on I shouldn't keep you longer go out and have a nice rest of your day Wessel." At this he did stand up and as quickly as possible with the least amount of suspicion left the room to get back to work.
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