A/N: Okay. Here's something just for sake of "Hey, Dammit! It's MY fic and I'll do what I want!" But it's entertaining...at least to me. ;)
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the bitchin' plot and the super hot stilettos that rock my ass. The television show '24' owns the digital clock readouts. I do, however, own Kiefer Sutherland's soul. He sold it to me for an Almond Joy. I can't back that up in court, though. Sorry.
Note To Recruits from The Bosslady: As you can see, we have sixteen new Turks. This is a good turnout. I also have one more applicant that has yet to be sent on mission; so that will make seventeen and yet another that still needs to get back with me as far as the gender of their twin applicants (which I will still count as just one); so basically, we have eighteen recruits. I am putting a temporary cap on new recruits at 20, so that means that there are only two slots left in the elite force of bad assery. The next two applicants will be IT, got it? First come, first serve. That is all.
The Bosslady
13:00:00...01...02...03
Kandi finished placing her equipment in her black leather messenger bag, closing the flap and shouldering it. Looking around the computer room, she grinned, sneaking out into the hallway and looking both ways before heading down the hall to the locker room. She had a mission to complete, and less than one hour to do it in.
Ram was fixing a gliche in Rufus ShinRa's computer and Katrina was sleeping off a hangover in their office. Kandi was alone in this endeavor, unless she could...commandierre some assistance from someone.
The ladies locker room was empty for once. Cursing to herself, Kandi whipped out her handheld, pulling up the AutoCAD data of the blueprints of the ShinRa Building. She walked until she stood below the fifth crossbeam and stared at the wall. If her calculations were correct, the objective of her mission would be lay on the other side of the obstruction. However, since the wall was rather essential to the building standing and not collapsing upon itself, the obstruction could not meet any destruction. Therefore, an alternative had to be used. Being the self-proclaimed genius that she was, Kandi had that alternative.
The doors to the locker room swung opened and Kandi's head snapped around to see the intruder. Magni walked in, dressed in her workout clothes and listening to her iPod. She nodded to Kandi and took the earbuds out. "Hey, Vending Machine!" she called. "What's up?"
Kandi grinned. Magni...was about to be commandierred...
13:05:19...20...21...22
"Lock the door and come here," Kandi said, urgency filling her voice.
"What?" Magni said, cocking her head in confusion.
"We don't have much time!" Kandi said, frantically. "Lock the door and come here!"
Magni did as she was told. Though Kandi was still a rookie with the Turks, she seemed to have an 'in' with the senior Turks, having been with ShinRa for nearly a decade. Word was that she had been a former HoneyBee Girl and that one of the SOLDIERS had hired her as his secretary. Still, Kandi had a sort of air about her. People listened to her, and she was usually right.
"What is it?" Magni asked, watching as Kandi removed her messenger bag and knelt on the floor. She opened the leather case and removed a drill with a 1/8" bit and a stud finder.
Kandi handed Magni the drill and took the stud finder and a measuring tape. She found the first stud and measured one-foot over, confirming the location of a second. Using the measuring tape, she found the exact center between the two and made a small mark with a pencil. She pointed to it. "There," she said. "Drill the hole there while I set up the survellience equipment."
Magni arched an eyebrow but did as Kandi asked. The other Turk worked quickly, twisting the audio and video wires together tightly, connecting them to a small camera lense. The entire device would be fed into the 1/8" hole that Magni was drilling. It was a remote device that would be controlled by Kandi's laptop, so once set up, it would never have to be switched on or off.
"Okay," Magni said, removing the drill and brushing off the excess dust. "Done. Now what?"
Kandi slipped the camera lense into the hole, the wiring still hanging out. She rose to her feet and held her hand out. "Give me the drill."
13:17:39...40...41...42...
Magni watched as her cohort took the drill and slipped it, the measuring tape and stud finder into her pocket, the tools not even making a bulge in her slim fitting jacket. "How do you do that?" Magni asked in amazement. Kandi merely smirked as she climbed the bench and hopped onto the lockers, removing the air vent and climbing in. She moved until she was on the other side of the wall and peered into the adjacent room...the men's locker room.
Currently, it was unoccupied, but if her calculations were correct, in approximately nineteen minutes and seventeen seconds, it would hold at least one, if not two, very interesting occupants. Leaping to the ground she pulled out her handheld again, double checking the blue prints. The hole on this side had to be in the same location as the opposite side, otherwise, the mission would fail.
And failure...was not something Kandi dealt with.
Once she was certain the measurements were perfect, she began drilling. "Magni," she said softly when she was done. "Can you hear me?"
"Yeah."
"Good," she said. "Feed me the wire."
Kandi watched as the lense slipped through the hole. "Good, good. That's enough," she said. "Give me a minute. I've almost got it."
Attaching a molly to the wires, Kandi fitted the lense to fit flush against the visable side. The molly and lense had been specially designed (spraypainted) to match the interior of this particular section of the men's locker room. There would be no detection of the device at all. And if there was...well, they deserved to find it. Fitting the molly back into the hole in the wall, she smirked, having accurately calculated the precise measurements. Damn...she was good.
Hopping back up into the vents, she returned to the ladies locker room, landing with a click of her stiletto boots.
"Okay," Magni said, hands on hips. "What are we doing?"
Kandi proceed to attach the end wires to a plug the exact color of the ladies locker room walls. "We are setting up a survellience system so that we can gain visual data on the persons who occupy the next room, one in particular," Kandi explained, removing her laptop from her messenger bag. She input a few key sequences and pulled up the visual on her screen with a smirk. Pivoting the computer, she gave Magni a look.
"But," Magni said, staring at the screen. "That's the guys' shower."
Kandi grinned evilly, rotating the camera lense to test the angles. "Exactly."
13:43:16...17...18...19
Magni returned the grin. "Which guy are we spying on?" she asked.
"Obtaining visual data," Kandi corrected. "Shiva, Magni, you gotta make it sound professional otherwise it's just voyeurism."
"Right, right," Magni said with a nod. "So who are we obtaining data on?"
"Vincent."
Magni smiled with malice. "Oh fuck yeah," she said.
Kandi finished inserting the wire into the plug and placed it into the wall. One couldn't even tell there was a hole in the wall. Cleaning up their mess, Kandi replaced all of her tools in her messenger bag. "Where's Elena?" she inquired of Magni's partner.
"Day off," Magni replied.
Kandi nodded. "Good, we can use your office then," she said. "Mine is currently occupied by one of my drunken partners. Get changed and let's go. Tseng and Vincent should be finishing their sparing match in less than twenty minutes."
Magni nodded, rushing over to her locker and removing her uniform. "Wait," she said, turning to the woman. "Tseng too?"
Kandi smirked again. "It's a possibility," she said. "Unlikely, though. Tseng has a private shower in his office."
"And you know this how?" Magni asked as she pulled her shirt on.
Kandi gave her a sly grin, shouldering her bag. "I'll meet you in your office. We have to set up the recording device. Meet you in five."
Got it."
13:50:06...07...08...09
Magni looked up from her desk as Kandi entered her office and closed the door, locking it. She reached into her inside jacket pocket and pulled out her laptop and a DVD in a case.
"Seriously, how the fuck do you do that shit?" Magni asked as Kandi also produced a bottle of soda.
Kandi snickered. "I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you," she answered.
"I have an AutoPhoenix equiped," Magni smirked.
Kandi grinned as she set the laptop up and inserted the DVD into the proper drive. "Okay, visual is up," she said, leaning back in Elena's pilfered chair. "As soon as Vincent walks in buck assed naked, we'll begin the recording."
"Wait, what about steam from the shower?" Magni asked. "Won't that interfere with the visual?"
"Taken care of," Kandi replied. "The lense is state of the art, able to produce a clear visual in all types of environments. He could take a scalding hot shower in the dark and we'd still have a crystal clear shot."
"Shiva, I love ShinRa technology," Magni said. "Got any munchies?"
"Fuck yeah," Kandi said, reaching in and grabbing what she knew to be Magni's favorite chips.
"Seriously got to tell me how you do that one day."
Kandi leaned forward as Vincent walked in wearing a towel. "Oh, shit, here we go," she said, clicking the record button.
13:56:22...21...23...24
Vincent was turned with his back facing the camera. The towel was removed and hung on a hook on the wall, the muscles of his buttocks flexing as he moved.
"Oh fuck," Magni whispered, wiping the drool from her mouth.
Vincent turned.
"OH FUCK!" they both shrieked.
"Damn!" Kandi gasped. "No wonder Katrina walks funny!"
"Whoa, what?" Magni asked incredulously. "They're already fucking?! No fair!"
"Bah, Turks change sex partners like Rufus ShinRa changes vehicles," she said. "You'll get a shot with him at some point."
"Damn, I better," she said, watching as the hot water streamed down Vincent's body. Her mouth dropped, watching, mesmerized. "Is he...doing...what...I...think..."
"Yeah," Kandi said swallowing hard as Vincent's human hand continued to pump his member. "Time to test this baby out for real."
Magni watched the computer screen as Kandi typed in a few commands. The screen split into four sections; the top left with a full shot of Vincent's face; the top right a shot of his upper torso; the bottom right a shot of his thighs down; and the bottom left a shot of his hand jerking himself off.
"Oh, that fucking rocks!" Magni shrieked. "We can watch his face when he comes and then rewind it and watch him come and come and come."
Vincent moaned, placing his clawed hand on the tile of the shower wall as he continued pleasuring himself. "Oh, gods," he said, his deep raspy voice sending chills down the women's backs. His head fell back, his long black tresses plastering themselves against his back as his hand increased in speed. "Nnh...yes...just...a...little...nynnh..."
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A/N: Go ahead...you can say it...I'm a bitch. (evil grin) REVIEW!