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Posted | 06-06-2017, 11:50 AM



Sage had been in the restroom when the officer arrived. She moved back out and didn't even notice the worried look playing at Daniel's features; he always seemed a little hard to read to the girl. She walked right past him and didn't notice him calling out to her as she stepped into the elevator and started to move up.

She hadn't been working long. At this point, it was only her third week at the office. She mostly knew her job and almost knew the building. Billie had been extremely kind and generous in the time since her getting hired. She had even gone so far as to buy her a new work outfit after Sage had run out of new clothes after day three. So far, nothing too crazy had crossed her small desk. Mostly she pushed paperwork and took calls, though she almost felt like the organizer of the office. If something needed booking, she booked it. If it needed filing, she filed it.

It felt good helping people, if only from this end of things.

The doors of the elevator opened and Sage made her way toward Ms. Sweeney's office, one hand holding a file filled with paperwork. She needed her boss to look it over before she filed it. The girl still felt a little nervous every time she met with Billie. They seemed to be on good terms, but that didn't really make her much more comfortable. She passed by another of her coworkers she hadn't met on the way in, but didn't think anything of it. It felt like she hadn't met a lot of her coworkers, including the Henche in Henche and Sweeney. They must be busy, though, so Sage didn't think much of that, either.

The door to the office was a little open, so Sage took that to mean she could step in. With a light knock on the door, she poked her head into the office. Her eyes grew a little wider at the sight. A woman she hadn't met before stood in front of another, much shorter and younger looking woman. Oh! Recognition crossed her face as Sage stepped fully into the room, a smile making her expression bright.

"Ananke?" she asked as she stepped in, Orcus on her shoulder. The phoenix shifted a little, putting on a mask of disinterest regardless of the fact that he was very interested in the scene in front of them. "How are you? What are you doing here?" Sage shot the questions out excitedly, completely unaware of the vibe of the room. "Oh, I brought some files for you, Ms. Sweeney."

Sage pushed the files toward her boss, again not reading the situation at all. Why should she? She had no reason to suspect anything nefarious about the company she worked for. She had no reason to be suspicious of anyone in the room; she had met Ananke before, she loved Ms. Sweeney, and the newcomer seemed nice enough.

The poor girl never knew when she walked into a shit storm.

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Posted | 06-06-2017, 02:43 PM

Another woman bursts onto the scene, unrelenting, uncaring, and Ananke realizes- ah, it's her again. Kashiro Henche of Henche and Sweeney. If Billie is a bird, then she is the snake. Makes for an odd pair, given what usually happens to those animals in the wild. (Hint: one of them eats the other.)

Of all demons, Kashiro's kind is the one Ananke detests the most. She is undisciplined and unrelenting, behaving like a vicious child. No respect for law, or care for order. Only greedily taking what she wants. Lacking control. It's a way of behaving that she finds undignified, somewhat disgusting. Ananke remembers the incident with the man with the book. Kashiro and Billie do not seem to. It may be to the child-demon's advantage, given that she knows exactly how wary she needs to be of the two.

Very.

"I am the only one they sent, because I am all that was required," Ananke explains, treating this more like a bother than a worry. "It's standard protocol, no matter the severity. But we don't expect anything serious to come of this." She ignores the murderous glint in the snake-woman's eyes. The unnatural smile on her lips. She refuses to be anything but bored, stoic, and to the point. Give no reason to cause suspicion.

Henche calls over an employee, attracts attention to the sergeant. That is fine. The more attention on Ananke the better. Lionel has been given free reign, as far as Ananke is concerned. Whether or not he finds anything of note, the absolute top priority is for him not to be caught. Unfortunately,t he is on his own from this point on.

"Hello, Sage. I'm here on business." Another employee is brought into the fold, another familiar face. Ananke's voice and face are just as flat as Sage would remember. "Following Legion protocols. I'll be out of your company's hair soon, however." And then, to Billie: "Miss Sweeney. If I could speak to you alone? This won't take long, but there are procedures to follow." The implied meaning being that no one else is to join them in the actual 'interview'. More people would mean more time wasted, and Ananke has no intention of violating the half-hour limit given.

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This post was last modified: 06-08-2017, 06:50 AM by Billie Sweeney Posted | 06-08-2017, 06:44 AM

Audry appears in Billie's periphery and not shortly there after, Kashiro enters-- theatrical as ever and unable to be ignored. Typical. Truthfully, Billie couldn't be any more relieved as the familiar and animated demoness peels onto the scene.

Despite the fact that they were on shakier terms than they had been in past times, Billie has not forgotten. She could never forget. Programmed, desensitized, and molded to the hydra's whims: It was adapt or go extinct, and so, she had. Billie knows the Hydra hated authority, false heroes, and Billie imagines it to go far back. Much further back than recent years, further back than her lifetime even, but if there is one thing she is certain of it was just how very dangerous Kashiro was when something dared threaten her.

Of course, Billie could never understand why, or how, anyone could be so stupid as to tango with a hydra. And yet, time and time again comes a challenge. People (and demons) were weird. This was part of the reason she so often preferred computers and machines over actual company.

Her cool eyes follow the eccentric movements of the reptile in woman's clothes as she engages and interacts with the childlike demon, fully aware that Henche seldom smiled like that-- except for when she was trying very hard to mask the predator beneath that pretty flesh. Henche was rightfully feared, and it is fear Billie feels now, though not for the reasons one might've thought. Though she makes no motion to intervene or prevent Kashiro from saying, or doing, something regrettable, she is aware that she's holding her breath.

When dealing with P I G S, there was absolutely no way to tell how things would end up-- ass up or down. It was dangerous to have them around for so many reasons, but at the forefront is their safety, which, was ironic considering "safety" was what the copper has supposedly come to speak to them about. And yet, she was anything but safe while Kashiro was present.

Billie makes an honest effort to keep the situation under wraps when she ushers the child demon towards the elevator. Really, she was trying to do her a favor. Nothing was so simple, though-- business didn't stop because of one badged visitor in the office.

Another employee, Sage, arrives-- doing as was expected of her, pleasant as always. Sage, the darling that she was, seemed to recognize this Officer Ananke and greets her between passing off routine paperwork. "Thank you, Sage, I will get to them after we speak with the Officer." She looks to the small demoness, a grin finding it's place on her features with her fondness for Sage, somewhat affirmed or validated in that she could rely on a solid employee to corroborate whatever story she'd be needing to tell.

She had tried to be polite, cordial and accommodating-- but the small demon is humorless. She answers questions in lackluster fashion, maintaining a disconcerting sort of stoicism that gives Billie the gut feeling that something is amiss... aside from the obvious: that there are cops in their place of business.

The moment the officer insinuates speaking to her alone, Billie's expression shifts. It tightens and drops-- polar opposite to her partner's expression earlier. She absolutely did not appreciate being cornered in her own company, as the programmer was so unfortunate to discover, and in this way (among others), she and Kashiro are not so dissimilar.

Billie is feeling grateful that she'd programmed and installed all the hybrid physical/cyber security cameras to minimize risk of exposure to Henche & Sweeney's practice when she had. Funny, she thought she'd been doing it for Henche's protection when it was looking more than likely it'd be her own... at least in this case.

She hums thoughtfully at the inquiry, maintaining a professional demeanor and temperance which Kashiro lacked. Pausing dead in her footsteps halfway to the conference room, Billie turns to the demon with a rather austere mien. "I was under the impression that this was a matter of company safety, perhaps documentation or compliance-- is that not why you're here, officer?" A brow quirks curiously as she watches the woman's face. "If it's a company related matter, then I am sure you understand that my associate should also be present. Protocols, you know." Referencing Ananke's earlier explanation.

"Unless safety is not what this is about?" Her head tilts inquisitively, but she shows no evidence of entertaining this "meeting" further without proper explanations or concessions. Billie Jane Sweeney was sharp as a tack. Pity the fool who took her for face value and failed to consider how it was that a woman 26 years on this earth managed to grow a small organ donation empire in less than a decade.

Dedication, good fortune, intelligence and a whole lot of blood, sweat, and tears was how . . .

. . . A whole lotta blood.

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Posted | 06-10-2017, 01:10 AM


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The Wendigo is completely unaware of the presence that lurks in her shadow, meandering idly over to the small gathering with mounting interest. The ragtag ensemble was growing as Ms. Henche and another employee Audry had never seen before show up. The flurry of energy that comes with the snake is enough to grab her attention before the sound of her name, gaze diverting to watch the interaction.

It is no secret that words are hard for the demon, but that is never an issue with Ms. Henche. The way she approaches the officer screams of violence, every movement controlled in a precisely animal way. Despite the smile on her face, she is not happy. This sends a little prickle up Audry's spine, like a raven that watches a wolf hunt. There is a promise of blood if one wrong step is taken, and she has never minded being a scavenger. Her name rouses her from the trance that threatens to take her, sliding over in that smooth, gliding way that she does, and standing with the serpent.

"Hello." There is a lot of talking that happens after her slow greeting, eyes beginning to train on the new body in the room as the words fly over her head. The conversation was impossible to follow with her level of intellect (or lack thereof), barely retaining a grasp as to why the small Legionnaire was even here in the first place. Typically, when the Legion showed up it was never good, so she had to wonder if someone here was supposed to be in trouble. From the confusing back and forth, she could at least glean that the cop wanted something of informational value. Expression unchanging, the demon allows her priorities to shift over to the unfamiliar human. It is the first time she has seen her, and wishes to inspect the fresh blood.

Walking over to her, she does not hesitate to reach out and attempt to grab the glasses right off her nose. If she got them, she would turn them over and peek through the lenses--eyes squinting to make out the blurry shapes on the other side.

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Posted | 06-19-2017, 01:01 PM

Ananke shakes her head, steadfast in the face of resistance. “This is a matter of public safety. An incident you were a witness in. Your company has nothing to do with this. I was only sent here because we knew you would be at your place of work at this time.” And that is true; the entire incident revolves solely around the man covered in blood, and the woman who bought him new clothes as if on a whim. Everything else- the company visit, the invisible officer lurking in the corners, her own presentation- is insurance. In case. In case the organ empire does indeed have anything to do with the incident. It might not, but still. In case.

“I apologize if we made you think otherwise, but your associate’s presence won’t be necessary. This should be over quickly,” she repeats. No urgency in her tone, just vague impatience. Like she has better places to be right now. Which is also true.

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Posted | 06-19-2017, 01:29 PM


A serpent had to be particularly cunning if it wanted to enjoy longevity. She'd come close to losing it once to a famed man who severed the Hydra's heads, but he was the only one who was ever going to manage that such feat. A little thing like this, and a bang-up sty full of oinking and messy pigs were certainly not going to do it.
So, she was cunning. What appeared to be a flighty half-thought of calling Audry near was but the intention to ensure she was close enough to grab and eviscerate - you know, like the wendigo and jersey devils were wired to do. She was quick and potentially savage and the serpent intended to make use of that if they needed it.
The serpent casts an occasional glance in direction of the woman bearing paperwork - she's never seen her but immediately takes her as a sort of secretary specifically hired for Sweeney, so she doesn't give her much attention at this time. There were more pertinent things than paperwork for right now, of course.

The Hydra doesn't say much. She lets Billie speak her piece and does not concur nor add onto it - not verbally. Their relationship at this time was severed save for the business-related things, as any good business partners would function together. Their outs did nothing to compromise the quick reaction once "pigs" were spotted in the building, nor did it remotely compromise the serpent's instinct to route any threat to her business partner. "Then if this is an informal matter you're a guest on my property. Even the janitor has more rights than the p-officers here if you're just here for.. public safety, as you called it. You know the law, don't you?" she's sharp and quick, the excitement entirely gone from every thread of her being. Her face was pale and empty, her smile ripped from her face and her eyes, hollow always, stern in their nothingness. She was forward and she was crafty and unyielding, on the precipice of yelling a command that the pig would very much regret. "I control who is in the room and who is not. If you want to speak only with Ms. Sweeney you'll need to take her to your property, Legionnaire." then like the flick of a switch, the unruly and unpredictably Hydra flashes her long, "friendly" grin once more. "You may speak to us both, now. Perhaps I've seen something, too. You never know until you ask!" Henche would otherwise go wherever she wanted on her property whenever she wanted. What did the pigs imagine? That she was a fool? Or that she was afraid of bullets, perhaps? Gravity was an awfully useful thing, she even proved that to Kelly after all. How easy to make someone's heart just.. go to sleep.

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Posted | 06-19-2017, 02:59 PM



After handing Ms. Sweeney the paperwork, Sage looks over to the knew girl, curious. She seemed a little slow to answer, a little disconnected. Regardless, Sage was happy to meet someone new. As the woman's attention shifted to her, her face lit with a bright smile. "Hello," she said, not even considering the fact that she had just interrupted something and should probably leave the room instead of introduce herself. Her hand moves out toward the woman in greeting as she got a little closer. "I'm not sure we've-" Sage quits talking abruptly as the stranger's hand reaches out and grabs her glasses.

"Wait," she said, moving her hands up and towards the woman. "No, I need those." The stranger had already turned them over and was holding them up to her face. Dismay filled Sage's face as she glanced around, looking for someone to step in and help her. Squinting, she looked around at the now blurry shapes.

Growing up, Sage had been taught to control her dominions with "triggers." It helped keep control of the sometimes volatile powers. One especially volatile power was her vision; sure, it never was very strong since her normal eyesight wasn't great, but lasers were lasers, even if they were small. Her trigger for her vision dominion had always been taking her glasses off, so as soon as they were pulled off her face, Sage made sure to shift into her infrared vision and not her laser vision, which would probably end up much worse.

Now, she was looking at the bodies and something wasn't quite right. Squinting, she lost interest in the woman who was now playing with her glasses. Something was really not right. Her mouth moved for a second as she looked around at the glowing shapes. First, she looked at Ms. Sweeney, holding up a finger. Then she moved on to the other woman whom she gathered to be her boss as well, holding up a second finger. So on and so forth until she was holding up five fingers.

She counted again, not paying any attention to what anyone was saying. This time, she mouthed each person's name as she counted. "Ms. Sweeney, Ms. Henche, Stranger with my glasses, Ananke, and someone?"

"Wait," she said, not noticing if she was interrupting someone or not, "Hold on." She counted a third time, pointing to each person. Her finger landed on what had been empty space. "Five. Who's that?" Curiously, she looked at the blurred shape. Was her vision acting up? No, it looked pretty solid, albeit obscure without her glasses. She moved a little closer without thinking, squinting at the figure.

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Posted | 06-21-2017, 05:04 AM

Billie's eyes narrow to slits the moment the child demon admits what it was she was really here about. She doesn't speak initially, and those she knows to be swirling about in the flurry of activity are, for the most part, momentarily ignored-- with the exception of Kashiro. There was no ignoring her, especially not as that momentary silence is filled with her voice. She thinks it impossible to be more grateful to her than in that moment, and for the time being holds her tongue.

With this, an opportunity is afforded which allows Billie to hone into the nearest security devices, communicating with them through the WR burner phone lodged somewhere in the void of Pocket Space. She had, after all, designed them herself... perhaps with some minor assistance from a certain programmer. The tech is running smoothly, voices and faces being recorded from a number of angles from above. Typically there was no reason to review the footage, and it just as quickly disappears as it came about-- but now, she streams and saves the exchange, up from the moment that little demon walked through their door.

She's a tad distracted through the exchange while preoccupied with technopathically communicating with the surrounding tech. As such, already being distracted welcomed even more distractions and her attention diverts to the exchange between Sage and Audry. Already stern set brows dip a lower as she shoots her neighbor a disapproving look, but perhaps the "bad behavior" was beneficial in this scenario. Curiously she observes Sage hold fingers up and count, then looks around the immediate vicinity. Something wasn't adding up.

"Sage, what's wrong?" Billie asks, sure to shoot the intruding Legion demon a look conveying her skepticism as she turns to the young associate.

"I believe we're owed an explanation, officer." Her tone is no longer cordial, it's demanding, and any politeness is forced behind the somewhat monotone drawl she adopts. "Who's that my associate is detecting? You claim this to be a matter of "public safety" and if I was potentially a witness, then why was I not brought to the precinct for questioning in a timely manner-- you know, where official interviews are conducted? Forgive me for being dubious, but this all seems highly unprofessional. If this is voluntary, I most certainly won't be discussing any matters with you on my company's time, which, you've now sufficiently wasted."

Her already glacial eyes seem a bit chillier as they drill into the demon's own.

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