It was 0800, the time work started and normally I would be here 2 and a half hour's ago. Gibbs our team leader would have been here for two hours, Ziva the Ex-Mossad officer would have been here 1 and a half hours ago, McGee the computer braniac would have been here half an hour ago and Dinozzo always got here on time if a few minutes late.
So it was no wonder that the entire team stared at me with my trademark shirt, jeans, boots and cape, with my cloak folded over my right arm which I took off as I entered the building. The cape I wore was black and outlined in gold the black signified that I was on the esteemed black team for UOD and the gold signified my position as Captain Dragon. The cape was folded up under the seat of my motorbike and I put that on as soon as I hopped off my bike. Over my shoulder was a black leather satchel that protected my private laptop and in my hand was my backpack. No one had ever seen me in anything but what I was wearing now. This was how I liked it.
I swung my backpack under my desk and put my cloak over the back of my chair and sat down with my feet up on the edge of desk as I logged onto my computer and got my things ready for the day. My satchel always went in a secure locked secret drawer in my desk that wasn't so secret along with a few other things.
The normality of the routine had only abated the stares a tiny bit and they were silently asking why, but I had no intention of telling them.
