"So to summarize, once things are settled you will be doing a one month rotation with a Protectorate member. Armsmaster is currently off rotation due to a project that he is working on however. The rotation was meant to start the first of December, but between getting everyone settled and everything that's happened this week, plus the holidays we have opted to set it back to the first of the year. Your first month will have you paired with Moon Dog, your second month will be with the team Renik is building for Search and Rescue operations. I'm not familiar enough with how you power works to be able to tell how you would be able to help."

"It's not that hard. Thing of it like sticking a pencil through some paper then folding the paper until the point touches the paper, that's what I do to reality." Vista explained.

The young girl was being professional, but she also seemed on the verge of vibrating out of her seat as Emily went over the gun and confoam grenade training.

Emily made a note to see if Major Kaisur could handle the girls gun training, she was way to eager and that needed to be nipped as fast as it could before any one got hurt.

"So you can move through it and bring people with you, I can see that speeding up moving casualties. Could you pull some one out of rubble?" Emily asked.

"No... I have to have a surface to work on and from. Line of sight isn't fully required, but I usually have to have at least seen where I'm trying to go, but i can do it through a camera so long as it's in my range which is a little over a mile right now, but I'm getting better at it..." Vista explained continuing on with some uses of her ability.

Emily blinked catching on as the girl kept explaining how bad ass her power was.

"Vista. I already know you are powerful, but I can't do anything about your age." Emily sighed as a glint of something outside the window caught her eye. "There's polices in place I can't do anything about, that includes the hours you can work and the PR patrols."

"Ugggggghhhhh seriously!?" Vista groaned showing her age finally.

"Fraid so. The gun training and confoam training are going to stretch what I'm allowed as is. Hopefully the Side Kicking program and your turn at leading the wards will be enough to show you I'm not treating you like a kid, despite that you are." Emily continued not smiling as Vista glared at her, but her attention was partially focused on what she had spotted. It wasn't a reflection, there was something there. All that should have been outside and visible from the open windows as a cloudscape and the open sea. With the sun going down the sky was still lit up and the sea rather dark, and what ever it was was just below the horizon, unnoticed save the faint glint off something. Last time she saw a glint like that in the distance someone had nearly taken her head off with a sniper shot.

Emily spun her chair around glancing in the mirror behind her desk as she shuffled some paperwork, it took her a moment to re spot it in the mirror, through it all she continued to talk to Vista as she turned around to face her again.

"Moving on from that, I've been asking everyone what they think about those they work with, not for any sort of review, but so Imight get to know them. So would you care to tell me what you think about the Protectorate members?"

"Not sure what I can tell you that everyone else hasn't." Vista grumbled. "I don't see Armsmaster very much and he's all business, Assault makes horrid dad jokes, and Battery is as professional as Armsmaster, though I s don't see her often either. Miss Militia is nice, but she's not used to dealing with any one younger than her, though she handles Mouse Protector fairly well. Mouse Protector is... exuberant... Moon Dog's the new guy so every time we're paired it devolves into an argument on the proper way to do things. He doesn't believe me because of my age despite my being proven right more times than not. Though he kinda gets a pass on being hard to deal with for being a Case 53. From what I've read sometimes Case 53's have some mental issues too so that might be it. I've only just heard of Baskerville, and I'm already kinda disappointed with Alucard."

"Really? Did you get caught in the flooding?" Emily asked.

"Huh, oh no it's just..." Vista sighed. "He was paired with Slayer and now it's just him here and not Slayer. Boston fucked up losing her and Iwas really hoping she would show up so Icould meet her."

Emily blinked." A fan of hers I take?"

"Like you wouldn't believe." Vista sighed. "And my chance of meeting her is next to nothing because the PRT and Protectorate pissed her off. Even if she's rumored to be in town, there's no chance of her coming here."

Emily rubbed her temples, she had dealt with a few fans before in PR events and every single one of them seemed to think she was the next coming of Hero. "You never know, she might pop up, ENE is not Boston."

"I guess. Anyway, Ward wise you have Shadow Stalker who is in no way a team player and after the whole thing between her and Clockblocker, she needs to have worse than console duty. Clockblocker's alright but he doesn't take things seriously at all. Aegis is well... he's kinda there, though it pisses me off that he treats me like a child despite my having three years more experience than him."

"He doesn't listen to you?" Emily asked.

"He does ,it's just... he listens like he's listening to a 4 year old tell a meandering story, like he's humoring me instead of actually listening." Vista grumbled.

"I'll make a note of that." Emily offered.

"Thanks, but I doubt it will change." Vista sighed. "Gallant is perfect... he just... has horrid taste in women."

Emily snorts." And Druid?"

"Given you're her mother I don't think I can say anything. If I say something bad it might show up poorly on my next evaluation and if i say something good it may seem to be pandering." Vista explained.

"Huh. Well, good answer, but I don't deal with your reviews, that job is for Mouse Protector and whoever the team lead is for the month. So whatever you say might annoy me , but it won't affect anything. It might even be something I've already complained to her about." Emily offered.

"Still, hard pass, better safe than sorry." Vista nodded.

"Fair enough." Emily chuckled as she turned back to face the mirror again writing something on a form that was printed up. "Alright , last couple of things, there are a few bits of updated paperwork you need to sign off on, we'll need to get your parents to sign later. Give this a quick read, it's nothing you haven't signed before, they just cleaned up the wording, paper pushers and all that."

Emily slid the document across the desk before Vista. Vista sighed and picked up a pen before freezing in place, her eyes darting to the part the Director had written on. She glanced at Director Piggot who sat back in her chair and started printing something else out before she looked back at the words.

' Look in the mirror by the left corner. Do you see the reflection of the glint outside in the distance Just below the horizon?'

"Alright, this happens though I wish they would just go digital." Vista quickly looked to the mirror her eyes darting over the corner before she saw the glint of light. She wrote a short 'Yes' next to her name and handed it back.

Emily looked at it and nodded. She took the other form from the printer, looked it over and wrote something else before passing it to Vista. "There's a few of these I'm afraid."

Vista glanced down at the paper and the note.

'Can you use the mirror? Can your power reach that far? It looks like a platform of some sort.'

Vista worked to sign that one before handing it to Emily.

'Yes, if glass is gone, out of range otherwise. '

Emily blinked at that, that was a little secret of Vista's power she suspected. Did this mean the girl couldn't yank some one out of a closed room, or did it follow air currents? Something to bother with later when it became relevant.

"Okay, should be the last one." Emily offered writing on the paper." Once you go through this you can go for the day."

Vista looked down at the paper.

' Get ready. Do it once the glass is gone . Put it out there and right in front of me, then get under the desk and hit the panic button to bring in help.'

Emily was certain that glint out there was either a scope of some kind or a pair of binoculars. If someone was looking at her she didn't want to run the risk that they had a spy mic or could read lips.

Vista signed the last paper with a flat 'yes' on it and Emily nodded.

"Well seems that should be it, I'll see you out." Emily rose from behind the desk, bringing up the shotgun left there by Meadow's, she took a step to the side of the desk and fired at a corner of the window, slam firing the custom shotgun for three more shots to the edges of the glass before the massive panel collapsed into shards of safety glass. Two more rounds left in the gun.

"NOW."

"Keep it steady." Victor ordered. The man sitting in a odd position with an unloaded sniper rifle held up as he stared through the scope at the window.

Rune stood behind him offering a sigh, seriously could he fucking not, she'd like to see him keep a chunk of concrete this big in the air, under the horizon and as still as this out over the water where the fucking wind was tearing at her in the middle of fucking winter. They did not make coats thick enough for this shit.

" What's she saying?" Rune asked instead, anything to keep her mind off the cold.

"She's asking Vista's opinion of the other Protectorate members. I can't see Vista's responses from her position , though it seems mostly witless banter. " Victor sighed. "Still this is what Kaisur wants. Though i don't see why he is worried about another desk jockey. Even if she is head of the PRT. "

"He has to have some reason." Rune muttered.

"He always does. They are talking about paperwork now. The only thing of note is that the wards are going to get gun training. Honestly that is something they already should have gotten given their jobs. "Victor hummed. "Gun safety is very important. We already have too many of the faithful who keep shooting themselves in the leg or some such shit. Othala isn't here to patch back up stupid."

Rune chuckled, though it was cut off as Victor swore.

"What the fuck is she doing... RUNE MOVE!!" Victor bellowed as a burst of heat came from Rune's left looking over she saw a blonde woman in a dress suit with a large shotgun standing in an odd distortion on the edge of her platform.

There was only a moment to react and Rune remained frozen as the woman reached out and grabbed Victor, yanking him towards her as the distortion faded out.

"What the fuck... VISTA!" Rune shouted urging her rock towards the building where she knew the other girl was in hopes of rescuing Victor.

Emily hadn't expected so perfect of a thing from Vista, she certainly had to give the girl credit on skill. For a moment there was just showering glass and the next a blast of cold air hit her as part of her room in front of her was now on a floating block of cement out over the bay.

Her eyes darted over the two costumed people before her, before she took note of the sniper rifle aimed at her office and she grabbed the man yanking him back onto the carpet of her office. She wasn't as familiar with the cape scene here as she could be, but she had been reading up on things and the costume he was wearing had her immediately identify him as Victor.

As did the kick to her arm that sent the shotgun skittering across the floor to the other side of the room. Emily cursed as he rose from the floor in a fluid kip up jabbing hard at her with the butt of the sniper rifle. She turned , the weapon glancing off her shoulder as her free hand grabbed the stock and quickly yanked the trigger while he was attacking her with it.

The weapon made a depressing click, though Victor's eyes widened behind the mask as he realized that he only still had a hand because he hadn't loaded the weapon while spying. His worry about this woman had now increased as she went straight to an attempt to kill him. He wasn't Brad, he wasn't impressed by the attempt. At this moment though he needed to end her or she would end him.

He stepped back and dropped the rifle as she lashed out to strike his elbow, if she wanted the weapon she could have it, he could get another, and he would rather keep himself as uninjured as possible. He was going to have to put her down, he knew the type, she hadn't said a word, there was no banter, this was a woman who grabbed a cape and started trying to end him with her first movements. He drew his knife and pulled on his power, drawing what he could from the woman, PRT training, advanced as well, the rank and file he had taken from before didn't have this level of skill. Well, now neither did she. Victor was some what impressed, though he also knew he needed to get out of here or kill this woman. He could beg Kaiser's forgiveness later if it was the latter.

Emily winced as her head throbbed suddenly, the knife blade brandished by Victor slicing through the air

and she couldn't react. Muscle memory kept her from losing some fingers, but she now had a bleeding cut across her left palm as she stepped back with a hiss of breath. She cursed to her self as he advanced lashing out and stabbing at her in a CQC she knew, but some how couldn't remember counters for.

Her arms were getting slashed up badly as she tried to block. Well if melee was out, she dropped her hand to her hip grabbing her 1911, she could still shoot a mother fucker.

Victor saw her drawing the gun, and Emily felt herself forget how to shoot properly with another lancing headache. Victor lunged forward again, only to suddenly fall backwards flailing as the ground he had been standing on was suddenly in front of him, thrusting his foot forward and making him fall back to hit the corner of her desk.

Emily surged forward slamming bodily into him feeling the knife slice across her side as he was pushed up on top of her desk with Emily throwing herself on top of him. She brought the gun up, turned it sideways and slammed the barrel down into his lips , shattering a number of Victor's teeth and nearly forcing him to gag on the well oiled weapon as it was forced into his mouth.

"Move and i will need to get a new desk because the color of Nazi blood does not match the rest of the room ." Emily snarled. "I don't need a single fucking skill in my head to pull a trigger asshole. Drop the knife."

Victor froze his eyes wide, though there was a thud as he opened his hands and the knife fell to the floor.

" Incoming!" Vista cried and Emily looked to the window as a massive chunk of concrete soared at the gap with Rune atop it.

A loud roar of a gunfire sounded from behind her as the remaining glass shattered on that side of the room. Miss Militia and Alucard stepped through the door, opening fire with a glowing green mini gun and a pair of over sided pistols respectively.

Chunks of the concrete shattered as Rune brought the bottom up to block the gunfire, even though most of it seemed to bounce off like rubber, a number of PRT troops rushing into the room to take up firing positions as well with con foam launchers. The Nazi cape took a look over the edge as more of the cement was eaten away at what she was against, before the whole chunk soared into the air out of view.

"Get a chopper after her!" Emily shouted at one of the PRT officers that had come in after Alucard and Miss Militia.

"Yes Ma'am." he shouted and ran out.

Emily let out a small sigh as a group of other troops came in to deal with the pinned Victor.

"Honestly do i need to set up medical right outside your office mom?" Druid grumbled resting her hand against the side of Emily's neck as the slashes healed up. " You lost a good bit of blood too and it's not like you have much body fat for me to heal from."

"Don't pull any more from my chest, I hate buying bras." Emily grumbled as she finished telling the story of what happened to Armsmaster, Alucard, and Miss Militia. The broken windows shutters were closed and the rooms temperature was starting to climb again.

Victor had been hog tied six ways from Sunday, gagged and put in brute level restraints. No one wanted to find out what sort of skills he had stolen that might get him out. Apocalypse Meow also followed after him eyeing him like he was a meal.

Vista had been debriefed and sent home, with a massive grin on her face.

Druid grumbled as she finished, before she stomped over to one of the guards and issued orders to get the cafeteria to whip up some liver, some surgery things ,and a a lot of any other kind of food before sending him off.

"You have not even been here a week yet Director and you are already drawing the interest of the E88." Armsmaster hummed.

"He had a sniper rifle and it was pointed at this office." Emily growled. " I've had Wards in here all day, and that glass is not rated high enough for a fucking fifty cal."

Armsmaster looked at the rifle in question laying over the blood splattered desk.

"Always a treat to watch you work... shame I missed it this time." Alucard smiled.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever at least you didn't make a crack about my tits this time." Emily offered waving a hand at him, though she stopped and grinned just as wide as the vampire cape, it was rare she could annoy him this much so she was going for it.

"First!" she shouted making Alucard frown and the others in the room look confused, save Druid who slapped both her hands to her face.

"Oh you cheeky bitch." Alucard growled.

"It's one to nothing " Emily chuckled at the vampire. "Get on my level Alucard."

"Your pffft WHAT!?! I've killed thousands of Nazis!!"

"Pics or it didn't happen." Emily laughed as Alucard just glared at her.

"I do not like where this is going." Armsmaster sighed.

"What?" Miss Militia asked

"Mom Please don't use meme jokes..." Druid whined.