Spyrates

[Aramel]

RP Info
Private or Open?: Private.
Fast, Casual or Slow?: Casual.
Involved: Aramel, Lothy and PD.
Characters: Keyara Pierce, Georgina Cavendish, and Cutler Beckett.
Summary: EITC Headquarters (England).



To say Keyara was frustrated was an understatement.

Her place at the lengthy mahogany table was piled high with manila folders, waiting to be distributed to the other agents. They had just been briefed on their assignment - to annihilate members of KAWEOTH, the rival spy agency located somewhere in the United States. And now this was her new job - playing ‘secretary’ while Georgina took her place higher up in the food chain. She glared at the other woman who now sat at Cutler’s right-hand side - a position in the company most would kill for. Especially Keyara.

The blonde stood, straightening out her gray pencil skirt and maneuvering around the table, placing a folder in front of each agent. Some files were thicker than others, but all contained the complete history of each KAWEOTH agent and their statistics: appearance, hobbies, photographs, passwords, aliases, and so on.

The pile quickly dissipated and the other agents began filing out of the room, getting to work on their assignments. Keyara was finally left with one folder, reading over the names again and again, wondering if there had been some sort of mistake.

Cavendish, Pierce

Was he insane? Did he really expect her to get along with Georgina after everything that had happened this week?

In a state of shock, Keyara plopped down into one of the open seats and set the folder down onto the table a bit too forcefully, some of the contents spilling out.

[Lothy]

Georgina observed the room of agents from where she sat beside Cutler, her back completely straight and posture perfect, chin placed delicately upon her closed hand, elbow resting on the table top. It was a manner she was use to by now, holding herself as if all eyes were upon her, even when they weren't, hiding completely the boredom that she felt. She had attended briefings before, hundreds of them in fact, but none as dull and tedious as she was forced to endure here. She had only worked with the company for a matter of months, having been recommended by her commanding officer and the British Government, but already she was tired of it.

At the age of sixteen she had joined the armed forces, using it as an escape from her pretentious family and cruel step-father. She had quickly rose through the ranks, her drive and efficiency attracting the attention of her higher ups. After twelve years in numerous war zones she was finally taken out of the hell of the frontline and placed into the political folds of Government where she continued to make headway, the Ministry of Defence snapping her up at first opportunity.

It was only a few years after the East India Trading Company (or simply 'The Company' to those in the know) agreed to place their allegiance to the British Government that Georgina was put forward to the Company's owner and CEO; Lord Cutler Beckett, her impressive credentials and experience making her the perfect asset and addition to his game of power. There was one thing that set her apart from all the others in the room however; she had never aspired to be sitting where she was, to even be a part of the type of business the Company dealt with. All she wanted was to prove to her family that she could survive, that she wasn't as worthless as they thought. Yet here she sat, thirty five years of age and feeling like a pawn in a game of chess, almost a demotion from her previous occupations and certainly not in control of her own life. Perhaps it was all she was good for, though; taking orders and fighting other people's battles.

The sound of a folder hitting the table in front of her roused her from her bored musings and she picked it up, scanning over the contents quickly, memorising the details. It surprised her to see who she would be working with, knowing that Keyara hated her. The surprise did not register on her face however and she took the assignment into her stride as she usually did, although as calm as she felt about the affair an alarm sounded in the back of her head, warning her that it was not their assignment she needed to be careful of, but Miss Pierce.

The woman in question did not frighten or intimidate her as such, but Georgina knew that upheaval had been caused by her rising through the Company and that toes had been trodden on, although unintentionally. The game they all played was dangerous, they were killers, seemingly justified by their official standing. Care and consideration needed to be taken, especially when everyone was capable of anything and everything. Georgina certainly did not put foul pay passed Keyara's own capabilities.

She looked across at the blonde in question, calculating her for just a moment. She certainly did not seem happy about what either of them were being requested to do, still, Georgina knew that to get their job done properly they would need to pull their resources and act civil toward each other. It was she had been well practiced in and so turned to smile at the younger woman.

“Perhaps the details of this assignment would be best discussed over coffee Miss Pierce? So we are both on the same page, so to speak.” Her voice was light but professional, showing no sign that she suspected trouble, or anything for that matter.