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She glided down the hallway, her red pumps tapping against the hard floors of the government building. She wore her hair up in a tight bun and she wore a red business suit with black tights. Her red lipstick, though beautiful, only made her more intimidating. She had a pair of black rimmed glasses on and her make-up was elegantly done. She grabbed the stares of both men and women as she walked to her interview. Through connections and multiple dicey identity alterations, she was now known as Anna Jimenez, soon to be one of I.C.T's newest detectives.
She rapped at the door of Grieves' office; it was considered an honor among those who worked at I.C.T to be called into his office personally and come out with their memory still intact. She went inside where Grieves was sitting at his desk, a shot of whiskey in his hand despite it being two in the afternoon.
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance Mr. Grieves. I'm Ms. Anna Jimenez, I'm here for the final interview."
"Yes Ms. Jimenez. It's a pleasure to meet you. Come and take a seat."
She sat down on the plush seat and set her purse on her lap, her red and black painted nails tapping lightly against its leather exterior.
"It's quite an honor to make it through all ten screenings. Quite the resume as well I see, but that's not what this interview is for. This, I suppose, is a final cop out."
"Please enlighten me Mr. Grieves."
He stood up. "We here at I.C.T have a strange branch of work. As you know we are in charge of catching AWOL nations and assimilating them into their old line of work."
"Yes I'm aware of that."
"Good, so you know that the failure of doing your work or compromising what we do will result in…termination? And the pressure is greater than ever nowadays now that we're making some serious traction."
"Yes sir I'm aware of that possibility, but I have no reason to go against this organization and I'm ready to devote my life to this."
"Very well; here you go." He handed her a pin of a globe for her jacket.
"You are to wear this at all time. It records all of your conversations 24 hours a day every day. This was a part of the contract you signed three screenings ago."
"Thank you sir; I'll wear it proudly." She pinned it to her jacket and gave it a light pat.
"Congratulations Ms. Jimenez" he extended his hand for a shake. "I can tell you'll be a level 10 detective in no time. For now, get yourself acquainted with the work area."
"Thank you I will. Have a nice day sir."
Anna walked out, looked at a sheet of paper in her pocket, and made a left from his office. Then a right, down some stairs, and then another left to a room hidden in the halls. She checked her watch. The voice analyzers were on break for three more minutes, and the security cameras had been hacked earlier to allow her to travel free of transgressions. She looked into the retina scanner using specialized contacts to get into the room.
She got in and shut the door behind her, going up to the super computer that was storing every single worker's conversation at any given moment. She pulled up her file and, by following the instructions of one of her allies, she was able to trash her voice file completely, rendering the mini microphone completely useless without triggering the missing file to anyone. They also wouldn't be able to track her, but the file would give a fake location in the case of it.
"Hey man you could've at least asked if I wanted your leftovers."
"Listen you should've said something I'm not a mind reader dude." There were voices coming close to the room.
Anna didn't hesitate; she placed herself next to the door and watched as young men came in, not noticing the woman who hid in the shadows of the walls. They walked through and she snuck out in the nick of time hoping nobody else was traversing the halls.
She checked out her new desk and her office computer. She was given limited access to certain files but what she had would be useful enough. Good, she didn't officially start her job until Monday. That gave her a whole weekend to review her battle plan. She left the building, a bland looking office building that blended into the city. She walked down the block a little bit, sitting down at a café at a table where a woman with long silver hair was sitting with a novella called Carmen.
Her face was covered with a hat but her muscular body was shown to the world as she only wore a spaghetti top orange dress. Her pale skin was protected under the table's umbrella. She put a marker in her book page and set it down on the table so to talk to her friend.
"How was it?" the silver haired woman asked.
"It went well. I'm through I believe. Did you restart the cameras?"
"Yep, we're all good."
Anna stretched out and gave a relieved sigh. "Ahh that was so stressful amiga!"
"You know the awesome me had your back the entire time Carmen. This is going to work out! We'll get them back and find a way to do a rewipe. It'll be great!"
Carmen gave a smile. "Si!" but she paused. "Do…do you think we're doing the right thing? I mean, I only know of Katarina, Feliciana, and Monika being taken. Do you think there are more? I've been trying to contact Alice and Francoise, but not a word."
"Eh that's pretty normal for those two to not answer. I'm sure they're fine and, if anything, we'll find out soon enough what's going on."
"I suppose so Julchen…have you made contact with Nikolai yet?"
"Nein, but I will soon. But with Monika out, only Sakura Honda and Chun Yan are left of the head five and I haven't been able to get into contact with them. We're going to fight off these vultures with out own hands if it comes down to it."
"Yeah. I just hope Katarina is okay."
"She's fine! She's a tough cookie. What we should worry about is whether or not the memory wiped nations are going to cause a stir. It's a pain in the ass to keep them hidden without them knowing it you know and, despite me being awesome at everything, I'm afraid I'm going to slip up."
"You're fine amiga! I'm sure Madeline, Sophia, and the others are living content lives right now under your protective wings."
"Yeah you're right. I don't know what got into me I'm great at this job!"
They laughed for a little while and ordered some coffee. "Is there something else worrying you Carmen? You don't seem as flamboyant as usual. You would've commented on at least four butts at this point."
She sighed. "Si. What if they get something out of her? She knows that I'm here doing this to some extent. This mission project has been going on for years, so why now is their activity? What if I'm compromised? Then I'll be caught and you might too."
"Carmen, you're fine! She won't say anything, and we've worked hard and diligently to take care of every loose end. You aren't going to get caught! Katarina is too smart for that. Have faith in her."
"You're right you're right." Carmen gave a nervous laugh followed by another silence.
"I can't believe it" Julchen looked into her cup with melancholic eyes.
"What?"
"It's my fault that Monika got taken. I should've kept a closer watch."
"That wasn't your fault Julchen. Follow your own advice."
"Yeah, I guess."
There was a silence. "Hey Julchen. We're going to get them all back. Do you remember our renegade years as two of the four most dangerous female pirates around? We sent men screaming!"
"How could I forget? I remember saving an entire brothel of women from their servitude! What a victory for us! And then we sunk Arthur's vessel like it was no problem. Shame he doesn't even remember that day!"
"Ha yeah!" They laughed some more. "It was great! You know, until dear brothers chained us down for being "unladylike"."
"You stuffed a rat down a dude's throat Carmen."
"Ah those were the days."
They talked for a little longer until Carmen got up and pushed in her chair. "They'll be watching my every step from now on Julchen, so I'll have to tread lightly."
We've got this Carmen! Er...Ms. Anna Jimenez."
Carmen took off the black rimmed glasses and looked at Julchen with a smile, but it was clear that she was nervous. "Yeah amiga, it'll all work out."
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
((So thank you again to everyone who leaves uplifting comments. I hope you all enjoy the story and I'm always excited to hear what you think, but I have a plan for this story. With patience will come more characters and how they're involved in this grand conspiracy.
Also, I really like the Nyotalians mainly because, when written well, they become their own separate characters with their own base of suffering and historical dilemmas. I know that's not a shared opinion because they're often used as story filler or just popped on in there, but that's why I'm writing this story.
ALSO! To the anonymous commentator who's about to go into high school, I wish you the best of luck! I've finished high school so I can tell you that it's going to be a great time! Thank you so much for reading! I would privately contact you this all but lol anonymous. Have fun!))