In the documents of "The Red Hood", I refuse to use her full and very long name since this is easier... anyway, there are a lot of mentions of an abnormality that generally makes her lose any grasp she has on sanity.
Thankfully, whoever this wolf is, isn't on this department... but considering how everything has been going... that one maybe on the lower floors so that'll be for later thankfully.
Her... not favorite but preferred work seems to be Insight, although Instinct sometimes works too, that girl is also a fan of combat and would like a place to practice her marksmanship skills. That request was denied... oh, NOW they care about security.
Taking another spoonful of cereal I scratched my head and read a little more again, the last thing is that she seems to get more annoyed as Abnormalities breach or try to breach which could result in an attempt to breach from her part too.
... Who the hell is the Sephirah of the Information Team? All that information was somehow on five whole pages! Yeah, you need to write with professionalism, but at some point it becomes redundant.
I sighed and took another spoonful of cereal before looking up from my table at the faces of my not-so-happy teammates, "Ok, you can vent out now." They have been keeping it in after all.
Dakota threw a string of curses that would make criminals blush, BongBong was saying her name various times and destroying her notebook trying to write at the speed of sound, Rober was complaining the entire way about management being full of 'Retards' by his own words. We are meant to get a new recruit today, and I pity the poor bastard that has to work with us today.
"Okay! One by one, guys!" I rose my voice, taking note that none of them were making any sense whatsoever.
Dakota took point after a moment of silence from the group, "Well first would be WHAT!? Second is an obvious THE FUCK!?" She mixed it between calm and absolutely livid when talking, impressive stuff.
I shrugged, "Management got pranked by someone, and we got a WAW coming, basically I'm the only one fit to work said abnormality. And as for the Funeral... one of you is going to train like crazy to be capable of managing a HE to compensate for that problem, but that still means I have to put on my big boy pants today." I explained to her, knowing full well she knew this but wanted to hear it from my mouth.
Rober pointed at me, "That's bullshit! You're telling me that someone got one, over management, just like that!? I say they want you dead!" Rober... management doesn't want me dead.
Malkuth on the other hand... well it's convenient that I'm the only one capable of managing two dangerous abnormalities today, quite LITERALLY a day after she had an altercation with me. I don't want to point fingers, but the situation doesn't paint her well.
"It is what it is, I'm pretty confident in my ability to get out alive from this mess." More like determined, but that sounded better as a motivation for them.
BongBong finally finished her writing, 'Do they know who did it? Or are they just letting it fly? Why are they using you as a sacrificial lamb!?' Does the manager know? Probably not.
Does Angela know?... I'd like to say no but if I already made suspicion of Malkuth, then Angela must have already confirmed it, if that's true then why won't she do anything about it? All of that is a hunch for now.
"As far as I'm aware? No one knows why, and I'm in this position because the other Sephirah are... well, assholes." That and A is a bastard, not sure if I can say that out loud, though.
No one was happy with this, that much was certain, "It's still stupid... but complaining won't help anyone. By the end of the day, I'll handle a HE, just like how I handle Rober's ass on a plate." Rober threw her a glare but didn't rise to the bait.
I smiled at her, "Hope you do." I took a look at their E.G.O gear, noticing all of them are wearing the Punishing Bird E.G.O. It's all-around better, TETH is apparently better by default than ZAYIN.
"Now go get some food, work is an hour away from starting and you three have been busy here." And by that, I mean staring at me like I was about to die.
They all realized this but gave me slight glares, aware that I was doing this to get them out of my hair. We can't do anything about it, may as well do what I have to do.
I finished the rest of my bowl, and I was mentally repeating the information of The Red Hood in my head to make sure I have everything memorized. On my way to the main room of the Control Team, I found a familiar, shy face with long purple hair.
Beth looked... tired, she made eye contact with me and gave me a hug that caught me by complete surprise, making me stiffen for a moment. She was kinda smaller than me, so her head was buried on my chest, "Beth..." I stopped myself when she trembled and returned the hug.
"You are here..." Her muffled voice came out.
I patted her back, "Pretty sure I am".
"You will be here tomorrow?" At her question, I mentally sighed and grabbed her shoulders and pushed her off me gently and making direct eye contact with her obsidian eyes.
I gave her a reassuring smile, "If there is one thing I'm good at, it's stubbornly clinging to life." She sniffled and hugged me again while I kept my smile on, another reason to do my best then.
"Can I stay here?" She asked me and I slowly carried her and took a seat on the cold metal floor and leaned my back against the wall, Beth on my lap, while I calmly read the papers one more time.
"Sure, we have time." Man... my job just became harder.
Well, that's normal at this point.